Itsuki had just finished her exam and the eye doctor was already going through glasses for her to choose from.
They had to choose from the frames that were free as Itsuki refused to have Fuutarou spend any more money than he already had on her.
After going through a bunch of frames and asking which one Fuutarou would think would look good on her, to which he said he had no idea what's in fashion, Itsuki had chosen a simplistic black design that Fuutarou said looked good on her.
The eye doctor got the lenses into the frame fitted for her size and Itsuki held her breath, ready to wear glasses for the first time.
Putting them on, she nearly gasped at how much more clear things were. She hadn't been able to see so much since she was a child, before she began studying in the dark next to the moonlight due to lack of lighting in their home.
"So? Can you see well, Itsuki?" Fuutarou asked, causing her to turn to face him.
It was then her heart nearly fell as her eyes locked to his blue ones for the first time. She had always been able to see him before, but now that she was able to see him so perfectly, she hadn't realized what everyone at school was talking about when they mentioned his attractiveness.
"Ah...Ah … y-yes. Arigatou, Fuutarou-kun...:" She blushed heavily, looking away.
"What's wrong? Are you shy about wearing glasses? You still look good, Itsuki." Fuutarou said, getting her to steam up more.
"Ah. Leave her alone already, Mr. Uesugi. Here's your receipt and I wish you a wonderful time with your new view of the world, Miss Nakano." The eye doctor smiled as he handed Fuutarou his receipt.
"Yes. Thank you, Dr. Ico. You've been an amazing help." Fuutarou bowed politely as he pocketed the receipt.
"Nonsense! You nearly had me in a frenzy when you told me her situation! I'm glad to be able to make anyone's world more clear." The older man laughed as he gestured towards the door. "Now you two go on now. I'm sure you've got better things going on then to hang out with this old man."
"Thank you, Dr. Ico. I really appreciate this!" Itsuki bowed politely.
"Nonsense, I got paid by your boyfriend, so i'm just doing my job." He brushed it off.
"B-b-boyfriend?!" Itsuki exclaimed as Fuutarou dragged her away.
"Cmon, we need to go save Takeda before your sisters reach a lingerie store or a purse store or whatever it is you girls go to." Fuutarou hurried her along as he held her hand to take her away.
"Waaaa! F-fuutarou-kun!" Itsuki cried out, her heart thumping faster as the boys hands wrapped around hers.
They say that the gift of sight was gift from god bestowed upon the blind, but today, Itsuki realized that she was going to have a much harder time dealing with things now that she could see.
Later
"I need a new best friend." Takeda decided after Fuutarou had managed to reel in Nino and Miku.
"Good luck with that. The male population hates you and the female population hates your girlfriend." Fuutarou reminded him, earning a sigh as his shoulders sagged, before he noticed Itsuki.
"Wow, Nakano-san. Those glasses suit you!" He gave a thumbs up.
"Thank you! I'm still not used to seeing everything so clearly!" Itsuki blushed nervously, still embarrassed that she had simply needed glasses the entire time.
"Wow. I never thought i'd be able to pull off glasses until you showed me, sis." Nino commented.
"I think it's actually Itsuki specifically that's managing to pull it off well." Miku noted.
Itsuki, not one for attention, began to shrank away.
"Cmon everyone. I think we've all had enough, so let's get going, before Fujimura-san gets bored." The leader of the group advised, to which they all nodded.
"Aren't you Mr. Fixit, hmm?" Takeda whispered to his best friend as the girls went in first.
"No one else was going to. These girls aren't aware of how much easier life can be because they never had a chance to try." Fuutarou sighed as he got into the car with Takeda.
"Well, it's a good thing you're here, hm?" Takeda laughed as the door closed.
At the Uesugi household.
"Fwaa! Your house is so much cooler than I first thought!" Itsuki exclaimed, looking around excitedly.
"Calm down now. You only ever stay in one place anyways." Fuutarou chuckled a bit at the girl's excitement as he opened the door for everyone.
"Finally! I've been wanting to try to make pizza since i've had it the other day!"Nino immediately made her way to the kitchen. "I've been meaning to see if I can get the cheese like that!"
"Well, Itsuki, now that you can see, I've got a bunch of things you can look over to help you catch up with the rest of our class. At some point you won't need me to teach you anymore." Fuutarou gave her a stack of papers to carry.
"I'll get right on it! Are you not going to be with me today?" Itsuki asked him, to which he shook his head.
"Nope. You've got everything you need there, but if you need me, i'll be in my room. I'm sure Nino will keep you company with snacks.
"Snacks!" Itsuki cheered, following after her sister.
"What are we doing today, Fuutarou-kun?" Miku asked with a head tilt.
"Today, we are going to let you play some games on my computer." Fuutarou gave a warm smile as one of Miku's eyebrows raised.
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"What is this?" Miku asked, as Fuutarou's computer looked much different than before with some extra screens and being placed in the middle of the room.
"Well, I've asked Takeda to help me with some things. You like to play video games and talk about it, right?" Fuutarou asked, earning a nod from the third sister.
"Well, would you be fine with talking to potentially hundreds to a thousand of people?" Fuutarou asked to which Miku gave him a confused look.
"There's a pretty popular trend right now where people play games and show others online while talking to them. Many get popular and are paid a pretty good sum of money if they're popular enough." Fuutarou explained.
"So people play games and let others watch and they just give them free money to do so?" Miku asked, perplexed.
"Yeah, the internet's a bit strange." He shrugged.
"It can't be that easy though. Just turn on a computer, play some games and talk?" She asked skeptically.
"Of course not. There are many different facets as to what makes you popular. You can be incredibly good at a game and people come to learn from you. You can be an incredibly enjoyable personality that people will want to spend their time listening to. Then there's just people who look attractive that have a base understanding of the game for people to throw money at." Fuutarou explained, counting off on his fingers.
"Oh? Which one do you think I am, Fuutarou-kun?" Miku asked with a half smile.
"Well, you're clearly incredibly attractive, which is why I have Takeda here to do your makeup while getting some suitable clothes for you along with a list of things you shouldn't be doing while on stream." Fuutarou immediately answered in a business-like tone.
"W-wha?" Miku caught off guard.
"Yep yep, Fuu asked me to help you with your looks. Don't worry, I've learned a lot from Yamada and I won't be doing too much since simplicity is key." Takeda sighed, crossing his arms.
""W-wait, you're going to be filming me?" Miku asked, beginning to panic.
"No. we're going to put you in front of a camera to live stream it in front of a potential audience of maybe like five people today and let you talk to the camera as if it's one of us. Don't worry about anything, i'm sure you'll do fine as long as you follow some of the guidelines i'm about to read off to you." Fuutarou dissuaded her worries before going to a printer nearby to pick off a sheet of paper.
"Alright, Miku, just stay still. I hate doing this already after all." Takeda had her face him as Fuutarou began to read.
"These are easy steps to ensure you become popular after spending an entire night watching female streamers.
1: Pretend like you've never dated anyone and never had a boyfriend. The viewers think of female streamers as their girlfriends. They can't accept the fact that female streamers had been in a relationship before marrying them." Fuutarou began.
"Huh? Am I supposed to date my audience?" Miku asked with no amount of venom.
"No, of course not. As long as you're behind a camera, you'll be fine. Don't ever tell anyone where you specifically live either. That's just common sense." He reassured her.
"Also, this is not my room while you are on stream. This is your room as far as your viewers know. I took the liberty to make sure that every poster in front of the camera is of one of the cuter girls in fiction." Fuutarou said as he gestured towards his posters.
"Tch. Of course you have Rias you basic bitch with a redhead fetish." Takeda rolled his eyes as he lightly patted Miku's face.
"I will kill you." Fuutarou warned in a threatening voice.
"Well, that should be fine since i'm not planning on dating and never have anyways." Miku shrugged, ignoring the banter between the two.
"Shyahright." Takeda jumbled his words together into one syllable under his breath.
"2: Wear light make-up. They instinctively dislike women above their level. Draw their attention by showing them that you're one of them who doesn't know how to be stylish." Fuutarou went on to the next on the list.
"I already can do that." Miku reminded them. "I don't think i've had too many chances to practice with make-up and if I did, Nino was the one who did it for me."
"That's why we aren't asking her. Takeda here has a semblance in knowing how to do make up at the very basics so he'll make you look better by making it natural. A sort of intentionally unintentional look." Fuutarou explained.
"I sort of get it. Is this what people really like?" Miku asked, finding the whole thing extremely weird.
"Hell yes! In some cases, you don't even have to actually show your face on camera. You can make an avatar and be a cute 2D gi-" Takeda began before Fuutarou cut him off.
"Focus. Yes, Miku. While you probably have some hesitation on the streaming part, you'll essentially get paid just for playing games." He encouraged her, getting her eyes to brighten.
"3: Talk like you're a character from a show. For some reason, they like it when you talk using more childish tones. When streamers talk in such a way, it gives them the false imagination of the need to protect her. The need to protect "This girl who is mine"." Fuutarou continued.
"I haven't watched any shows though. I don't know how i'm supposed to act then." Miku brought up the issue to which Fuutarou shrugged.
"Just act like how you were as a child but with Eba-san's energy." He suggested.
"Hey, she could also just be herself and act shy. There's a market for that." Takeda brought up.
"Hm… That does sound better if you just act as yourself, but don't be ashamed to show your weak side." Fuutaoru advised to which she nodded to with some slight hesitation.
"4: Pretend like you're interested in games. Even if you don't know anything about it, in their case, their ideal girl type are girl gamers. If you pretend you do, they'll imagine going out on a game room date." Fuutarou smirked as he read this one.
"Hey, no. Don't be those types. You need to have some interest in the game or the viewers will just catch on quickly and then you'll be blasted on twitter."Takeda warned.
"Eh, I think that's inevitable. Don't worry, if this goes well, I'll have Yamada handle a twitter account for you." Fuutarou reassured her, even though she didn't know what he was talking about.
"5:Know how to make fun of yourself. They always need the sense of superiority. Also pretend like you're hurt even when you're not. This'll get you more donations." The heir continued.
"This seems real sleazy. I feel dirty at the idea of doing any of this. I'm basically making a caricature of myself for people to swoon over for money." The young girl sounded like she had just been asked to strip naked.
"Eh, think of most of these as suggestions. The first two are iron clad, but after that, it's up to you. This'll be your future, Miku and even then, you can just use my computer to play games. You don't have to do any of this." Fuutarou reminded her as Takeda finished up her make-up, allowing her to face him.
"You're a talented girl with your own unique set of skills. I'm sure if you invest yourself in this, you'll build your own path and become popular on your own without anything from me." Fuutarou gave her a look of trust as she held back a blush.
"W-well… If you believe in me so much…" She murmured.
"That wasn't fair." Takeda called out with a deadpan stare.
"Well, now that you've got everything ready, would you like some test runs or do you want to see what games there are to play?" Fuutarou asked, ignoring Takeda.
"Oh, sure. What do you think I should play?" She responded.
"Well, it'll be your first stream, so you'll probably just do an introduction. After that we'll recess and figure out what you should play as your first game." Fuutarou gestured towards the computer monitor, prompting Miku to walk over and sit.
"Takeda and I will be sitting on the bed here. We'll feed you some answers as to what you should say in case you don't know what to say." The boy then held up some large white boards along with Takeda.
"Wait, what am I supposed to do?" Miku asked, as her nervousness already began to creep up on her.
"It'll be easy, just introduce yourself and if anyone says anything that catches your eye in the chat to the right of the screen, read it off and we'll give you suggestions on how to respond to it. You don't have to use what we say as we're simply here to help you avoid trolls and such."
"Hah… Okay… When do we start?" Miku asked as Takeda immediately began counting down.
"Three… two… one… go." Takeda said quickly as all the monitors turned on, allowing her to see herself in the camera along with many other things she wasn't aware of.
"You're on," Fuutarou wrote with a dry erase marker.
"O-oh! Hello everyone! My name is Miku and today is my first day trying something like this out." Miku began.
Reading the chat of around eleven people who have already joined, she was surprised that anyone would click on her at all.
Going through the messages, she was surprised that they were…
Fairly normal…
Holy fuck.
Whoa.
A newbie streamer? Rip.
Wow now this is something.
There were some messages here and there, but they all seemed like they were waiting for her to do something.
"I'm not sure what i'll be doing, but it was suggested that if I wanted to get to know things better, that i'd do so online, so please keep me in your care." Miku politely bowed to the camera nervously.
When she looked back up, she could already see that the chat was flowing much faster already.
Whoaaaa! She's so cute!
New queen. Wonder if she can sing?
Oh god. You guys are simping already.
Lol. So fake.
Tell us some stories!
Miku blinked at the reactions, while one wasn't unwarranted since how Fuutarou described streamers made her believe that they were all fake, she was surprised that they were so accepting so fast.
"Oh, i've never tried singing, but maybe I can in the future. I'm not too confident in anything right now, especially since this is my first time doing this…" Miku admitted,
It was then that something new appeared.
"Welcome to the Internet. The water here is shallow." "All Fiction has donated five hundred yen" The screen said.
Huh? She already got money? That fast and just for introducing herself?
And the emmy goes to...
Lol, Simp.
Gratz on your first donation!
Lol. What does that even mean? The water here is shallow?
Aw. She looks so surprised! This really is her first time!
"Th-thank you, All Fiction! I-I didn't expect to get anything…" Miku began, her guilt already building.
"We're friends now. Here's to the start of a legendary streamer!" "xXAceXx has donated 500 yen" The screen said.
"A-ah, thank you so much. I really don't know what to do, I feel bad... " Miku truthfully said.
Tell us a story!
Where you from?
How old are you?
What games do you play? Lol
Guys. She's so precious already.
It continued like that for a good hour without Fuutarou or Takeda needing to do anything.
Miku was a natural as her base personality had already attracted one hundred and thirteen viewers.
It was pretty soon that she told everyone that she wasn't too used to talking for so long and that she needed to take a break, then fumbling for a good five minutes to figure out how to turn off the stream without any guidance.
"Congratulations. You've successfully made your debut." Fuutarou clapped his hands as Takeda scrolled through his phone.
"No online coverage yet though… Still, pretty good for her first day." Takeda murmured to himself as Miku got up and excitedly moved to hug Fuutarou and Takeda together.
"Thank you so much for helping me! I didn't realize how much fun I could have with simply talking to people! I can't wait to try playing games whenever I can!" Miku exclaimed as the two boys laughed.
"No worries, Miku. Let's go and see if your master chef sister is finished cooking or not. I'm pretty sure you're exhausted." Takeda suggested, earning a nod from her, before she dashed off.
"Well, how are you feeling now, Mr. Warbucks?" Takeda elbowed his friend in the rib.
Fuutarou turned a card over and over between his fingers, before he smiled.
"I'm feeling pretty great. It's nice to be able to help people." He admitted. "If I can help those sisters with their situation, that'll be all the better."
"Yeah. Just pick me as the best man for your wedding when you decide to marry one of them." Takeda laughed, getting up to follow Miku.
Fuutarou didn't respond, opting to look at where Miku was previously seated.
He had admitted that the sisters were very attractive, but the way things are now, he'd just be proving Nino right if he were to try anything.
It's best to just keep his distance in that regard. He didn't want to poison their perception of him helping with such an idea.
The next day
Ichika yawned as she walked to her desk, only to see that someone had graffitid it with words from "Whore" "Slut" "Tramp" to "Die" "Trash" and her name.
"Classy." Ichika thought as she shrugged it off, not even bothering to pay it any more mind, getting ready to simply sit down and breeze through this class.
Of course, someone pulled the chair out from behind her, causing her to fall onto her ass, causing the people around her to snicker.
"Oww…" She gave a rather laxed reaction, turning around to see the perpetrators immediately move back to their seat.
This was the game they were playing? Ah well, there wasn't much she could do, especially since.
Ichika turned to see the teacher idly writing on the chalkboard, being blissfully aware or purposely ignorant to the whole situation.
Ichika sat down, this time holding the chair to sit down with and with that, she dozed away the rest of the class, no worse for wear.
It hadn't been five minutes when a loud pop noise was heard. The noise came directly from the side of Ichika's head as it immediately roused her from her rest.
"What was that?" The teacher asked, looking over the class as everyone immediately turned towards Ichika, causing the teachers eyes to narrow onto her.
Ichika out of confusion as to what the noise was, had looked around to find an object on her desk that she was unfamiliar with.
"Ah, Nakano-san. I had hoped that with you sleeping through my lessons, that you'd at least not disrupt the class, but it looks like we will have an issue after all." The teacher loomed over her with a menacing look.
Ichika to her credit wasn't fazed. She couldn't show any weakness as this was a simple hazing ritual.
"Sorry, Hiratsuka-sensei. I've realized that I was feeling extremely sleepy these days due to work and my coworker suggested that I use one of these to keep myself awake for class. I've felt really bad about passing out in your class, but it's just been really stressful for me these days. I promise that I've been doing my best to catch up in learning whenever I have free time as i'm sure you're passing out the results of the surprise quiz that you had everyone do on Wednesday." Ichika put her hands together in apology, doing her best to look regretful.
"Hah, no worries, Nakano-san. I understand. You've been doing well in class in the first week, so I figured that as long as you do your work, you should be fine, so no worries. Just try to use those before I start teaching, okay?" She gave her a warm and kind smile, making Ichika do the same.
"Of course, sensei!" Ichika said, prompting the older lady to return to teaching.
"I guess that she's just completely unaware. Now that I think about it, she does stay after school to help a lot of students. She must just have a lot going on too to be able t notice this. She didn't even make a comment about my desk…" Ichika thought as the class drifted by with her having already studied in advance.
Despite how she was, she had decided that it was probably the best in the long term to keep her grades at least decent as otherwise, she'd graduate working odd jobs and nothing else.
Though with the way things are going, she was sure that her time trying to graduate would be hell.
This was further hammered home when Ichika went to her locker to leave her bag in temporarily only to find that it had been broken into and emptied out.
Now that pissed Ichika off, because all she had in there was half a bottle of lotion.
That was some next level pettiness that she found herself pitying the thieves more than hating them.
This was topped off with someone ocne again pouring their drink over her head and walking off with a laugh as they made a fake "oops" sound.
She hated everything already, but knew that if they weren't focused on her, they'd be focused on her sisters.
If there was one thing she could count on for her bullies, it was that they didn't seem to be doing anything to her sisters, since she asked them during lunch.
The message was clear. They were trying to break her into having her make her have her sisters share the pain.
It was annoying. It really was, but she had to deal with it for now.
She may be able to tell the teacher, but it was likely that they'd just get a slap on the wrist and that's assuming she'd even be able to find the ones specifically doing each action to her along with proof.
"Hey, what happened to you?" A voice asked, causing her to turn around, expecting some snide remark.
It was instead the face of her sister's newest friend that they couldn't stop talking about, Fuutarou Uesugi.
"Oh, nothing. Just accidentally bumped into someone with a drink." She did her best to not make that seem like a lie.
"Well, you can probably ask Yotsuba for a towel since she's a part of the track team. Could probably also do a quick rinse before that gets sticky. Here, I know you didn't bring a jacket and i'm pretty sure you don't want to be seen like that." Fuutarou handed over his coat to cover her up.
Looking down, she realized that the school uniform was rather thin and especially easy to see through when introduced to liquids.
"Ah, thank you." Ichika frowned, grateful for the jacket, before looking up at the boy who was being polite enough to not stare. "Get a good view, hmm?"
"I sure did and i'm pretty sure you want to limit how many guys see that." He answered, not skipping a beat, before addressing the biggest issue.
"Are you not wearing a bra?" Fuutaoru whispered to which Ichika tilted her head.
"No. I don't move as much at school and my work uniform is safe enough to where it won't matter." If Ichika was embarrassed, she didn't show it as the two stood there in the hallway together.
"Why? I thought girls were super serious about these things." The boy asked incredulously.
"Because I've outgrown my old ones and I can't borrow my sisters because theirs are too small." Ichika huffed, crossing her arms as she gave him a pointed stare.
"... I don't even know how to respond to that…" Fuutarou looked rather bashful after that bit of information.
"Oh? Did you think that because we're quintuplets that we'd have the exact same body type? I'll have you know that we've passed that point since we turned thirteen. It's a real pain. I did try to borrow Nino's bra before, but it was such a chore to squeeze in these-" Ichika began with a sly look in her eyes, prompting Fuutarou to hold up his hand and cut her off.
"Stop. I don't want to know." He said in a monotonous tone, before looking at her.
"You're teasing me aren't you?" He narrowed his eyes to which she gave a soft giggle.
"Of course. It's so easy with you~" Ichika chirped to which he sighed and began to walk off.
"Just be sure to bring that back tomorrow and watch where you're going so that I don't have to give you another one." He waved over his shoulder, not giving her a chance to say anything else.
Ichika watched the boy depart.
Surely he wasn't deaf, was he?
"Look at her, taking Fuutarou's jacket. How cliche is that?"
"She isn't wearing a bra? Is she for real or just messing?"
"I knew she was a slut!"
"Who would have thought The Uesugi was that easy?"
Ichika gave a wry smile from the surrounding whisperings, before walking off in the direction of where the track meet team usually was.
With Fuutarou
"Goddamnit. Who did she manage to piss off?" Fuutarou asked Takeda who was watching from afar.
"No clue. I don't recognize the name. Sagamin something. Why? Are you going to try and swoop in to save her?" Takeda asked him to which he shook his head.
"I'm not around her 24/7. I can't be there for everything and i'm pretty sure she'd resent me for that, not to mention it looks like whatever's happening is because we're around her." He held a hand to his chin to ponder over the situation.
"Well, word says that Sagamin would've targeted all the sisters if Ichika hadn't gone out of her way to make her specifically pissed off at her. It's pretty brilliant really. If Sagamin touches the other sisters, she'd be admitting she lost to her. Pride these days." Takeda observed.
"... If that's the case then I know what I can do. You mind going ahead today? You know what Itsuki needs, Nino can do what she wants and you'll know what to do for watching over Miku's stream. Raiha should be back to let you guys in." Fuutarou had paused for a moment before asking Takeda.
"What are you going to do? Ask the teachers or something?" Takeda asked to which he shook his head.
"Nah. That'll make everyone believe that she told them and you should know that. The best way to do things is to fight back. Escalate things until the other gives up." Fuutarou gave an evil smirk to which Takeda shook his head.
"That's an heir of a multimillionaire company for you." Takeda sighed.
"Hey, isn't this what being young is all about? Besides that one incident last year, this is the closest we'll get to something like this in a while." The heir shrugged as they began walking together.
"Just don't get anyone expelled again." Takeda pleaded, to which Fuutarou rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, of course." He lied.
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"Hello everyone! It's nice to see you again! I've just learned from a friend about rhythm games and I'm super excited to try it out!" Miku said in front of the camera with an excited smile.
The chat buzzed with activity with around the same number of people as yesterday.
"How am I doing? I'm still a bit nervous, but yesterday you all made me feel more comfortable with things. I'm hoping to be able to experience this game with you all today for the first time. I'm a big fan of music and it'll be fun to see if I'm any good." She explained.
There were words of encouragement in the chat along with excitement, getting her to smile brightly.
"Okay! Here we go! Muse Dash!" Miku called out the name and the chat immediately began spamming gravestone emotes.
"What? Hey guys! Come on now, i'm pretty sure it shouldn't be that hard, it's only two buttons I need to press." Miku pouted, causing the entire chat to flare up with activity again with messages of "Queen!" and others of the same type.
"Geez, she's really capturing people's hearts already... " Takeda thought as he was on stand by with the whiteboard just in case.
Things have been rather strange lately ever since the sisters transferred to their school and it was interesting to see how they've been affecting Fuutarou.
Speaking of the man in question, Takeda wondered what he was doing, staying back at school.
And that's the follow up chapter to sort of spice things up.
What do you think?
Streamer Miku's fun. Ichika getting bullied but brushing it off is cool.
Now we just have Yotsuba.
Type in reviews what message you want to send Miku, be it a donation (of a reasonable amount) to a simple comment. Spoiler warning, Miku starts off terrible and ends up doing great.
FInally, think you've all misunderstood me. My quality of writing is down because if you guys were to join the discord server at [discord gg Txnqc3EKZn]
You'll see twenty something or so nerds being much more obsessed and enthused with QQ then me. They have real passion and drive and i'll be honest with you guys.
I tend to drop QQ quickly on a whim to play some games.
That's neither here nor there though, I thank you for your support and remember that you can send a message to Miku as long as it doesn't break the fourth wall.
Arrivederci.