"New York..." Mutsumi muttered, rolling out her bags as she walked out of the airport. "I'm on my own again..." She muttered to herself as she called a cab to get to her apartment. Arriving at a modest-looking building, she walked inside while clearing her throat. "Uhm, hello?"

"Hello? You must be Ms. Nakano. It's nice to meet you." A man greeted her as she wheeled her bag in. "We can talk later, I'm sure you'd like to unpack first. These are your keys. Sixth floor." Leaving a ring with a few keys on his desk, he proceeded to point at each. "Red is for the front door, blue is the bathroom, and green is for the lock on the bedroom."

"Thank you." She replied, taking the keys with a smile before she headed into the elevator with her luggage. As the doors shut, she looked at her luggage again as she took a deep breath. She arrived at her room in the apartment complex, opening the door to find it empty save for a table and a few chairs, as well as two large boxes. "Hmm? Futon or inflatable bed..." She thought, reading the labels on the boxes. She took one of the keys, cutting the futon box open before she set it down for use later. She started to move her things into the bedroom, opening one of her bags in order to put her clothes in her closet. After she placed her clothes in the closet in neat piles, she left her apartment and gave her landlord a wave before she left to explore the city.

"Mutsumi, you're from Japan, right? Your English is pretty good."

"Well, I spent five years going around the world. I had to speak it constantly for five years, so I guess it kinda got etched into my brain." She joked, eating her lunch as a few of her new classmates walked up to her table. It had been a few days since she started attending lectures, and all eyes were on her for a while. "I can also speak some French, German, and Korean, and more. But if I listed them all out, we'd be here for the rest of lunch."

"That's cool. Uh, what's that in your clip? It's flashing."

"Oh, this?" Mutsumi reached up and pulled out one of her hair clips. It was a simple orange one with a hexagon pattern and a small LED fitted into it. "It's because I'm a robot. This is actually an antenna that receives signals and tells me what to do."

"Are you serious?"

"No. It just shows me if I have notifications on my phone." Mutsumi chuckled to herself, clipping up her hair again as she continued to eat lunch. "Made it myself." She said, finishing up her food and making some space on her desk for her laptop. She started up a program, working on a video that Tsubaki had sent her for the movie. It had only been a few days, but she did learn a few things just from watching other people around the campus, so she put those to good use as she watched Fuutarou's body enter the frame.

"Try this for this scene, if you want to focus on him."

"Alright, let's see." Mutsumi followed her classmate's advice, adjusting the scene and watching it again with the effects they suggested. "Woah, thanks." She smiled, getting back to work while listening to the advice of everyone around her. "Hey, so... I was thinking of going around town this weekend. But I'm still not familiar with the streets."

"Oh, I'm down to go if you'll let me."

"Me too. So where do you want to go?"

Mutsumi smiled, getting up while packing up her computer for the next class. As she progressed through her first year studying in America, she slowly finished up the movie, only needing to put everything together in order to watch it in one sitting. Furnishing her apartment came after she got a part-time job, and after she got her furniture she started building her own PC. She also grew her circle of friends, filling up her phone and her timetable with new names. And as her spring break approached her, she got a call from someone she missed dearly.

"Hey, Ichika." Mutsumi smiled looking at the camera she hooked up to her computer. "What's up?"

"Eh?" Ichika asked, tilting her head as Mutsumi typed away on her keyboard. They sat in silence for a few seconds before the sixth sister jolted with a realization.

"Ah! I spoke in English out of reflex." She laughed at her mistake, continuing the conversation in Japanese. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"Well, my manager brought something to my attention recently. I was thinking of doing a role in America, New York actually." The eldest sister said, sitting down on their couch as Mutsumi stopped typing and looked at her screen at the feed from the call. "Dad and I were wondering if you'd like to live with me. Of course, if you don't want to-"

"You're coming over!? Of course, I'd want to live with you again. And New York? This is amazing, when? Should I look for a bigger apartment?" The youngest sister excitedly typed away in search of everything she needed.

"I'll tell dad that you're on board. I think he said that he's willing to pay for everything again." Ichika added as Mutsumi suddenly turned to look at the camera directly.

"I think that we should pay for our own rent and stuff." She said seriously. "We're adults now, so we should shoulder that responsibility at least. I'll try to find a job there once I move states." She added, seeing the eldest sister smile. "I have to go, I have to finish this by next week." She waved, hanging up on her sister as she continued typing away.

"New York? Isn't that where you are right now?" Takebayashi asked, eating some food as she talked with Mutsumi over the phone. "That's amazing. So you and Ichika-san will be living together again."

"Yeah. I missed them. I miss all of you." The sixth sister spoke, fluffing up a pillow as she got ready to go to sleep. "How's everyone, by the way?" She asked, yawning as the sun started rising from outside her window. Her mind started racing; remembering how Nino and Miku argued while they made lunch, or how Yotsuba happily watered the plants around the apartment while Itsuki snacked on something while she studied. A single tear streamed down her face as her chest tightened up a little.

"They seem fine. I ran into Itsuki-san the other day and she had a conversation with Fuutarou's family. Maeda-kun and Matsui-san have been going on dates. I don't know about Fuutarou or Takeda-kun though." Takebayashi said, sighing. "Mutsumi, have you made any friends there?"

"Yeah... Yeah, I have..." Mutsumi said somewhat somberly, her face half-buried in her pillow.

"Are you lonely?"

"A little bit..." She mumbled, putting the call on speaker and browsing her phone gallery. Flipping through some older photos she took, she smiled even though there was a pang of pain in her chest every time she looked at a new picture. Eventually, she started crying softly, sniffing with every swipe on her screen.

"...I'm going to make a call. I'll talk to you again soon." Mutsumi saw her call end as Takebayashi hung up on her, leaving her to sleep in the mixture of pain and bliss of her reminiscing.

"Holy fuck..." Mutsumi said as she arrived at her new apartment building. "Woah..." She looked around, awestruck as her phone vibrated. Switching on the screen, she made her way into the apartment building where she and her sister would live; Ichika was arriving in three days. She gave her introductions and made her way to her apartment. After she put away her things, she started moving her things from her van into her new home.

She looked around once she was done, unpacking her computer first and setting it up on top of a few boxes. She started it up, checking her emails and opening up files in order to finish some editing jobs she took on to make some money. After that, her phone started to ring. "Sumi..."

"Tsubaki, is something wrong?" She asked, stopping everything to talk with her.

"No, it's just. I'm just really sleepy right now." Tsubaki yawned. "What have you been up to?" She asked, leading to a conversation that would last hours before she eventually fell asleep while leaving her phone on. Mutsumi smiled, hanging up on the call and looking at the wallpaper on her phone for a while. She continued working, leaving the unpacking for when Ichika arrived so that she could have help.

"Bye, Mutsumi-chan..." Ichika waved, walking toward a car that would take her to California. She had stayed for a year, but they were both busy with either work or school so their days together just hanging out were sparse. Mutsumi waved back, seeing her sister and her manager drive off toward the airport.

"On my own again..." She muttered to herself, using the rest of her break from school to study the next year's lessons in advance. For the next few days, she spent her time between a job she took for spring break and the computer looking up the things that she would be learning for her third year of university. "It's kind of lonely... maybe I could call some of them over..." She muttered to herself after a month of her self-imposed isolation as a knock came to her door. "Who is it?" No answer. "Who~ is~ it~" There's no answer. "Who is it! Ugh... they're not saying anything." She stomped over to the door, opening it as she got tackled to the floor in a blur of light hair.

"Sumi!"

"Tsubaki!? What are... Why didn't you tell me that you were coming over?" Filled with glee, she tried to get up onto her feet, but Tsubaki was over her and she couldn't move.

"I wanted to surprise you! And there's more." Tsubaki said, pointing at her bags in the hallway. "I'm going to start going to a university here too! So I'm moving to New York!"

"You what?" Mutsumi pulled her into an embrace, standing the two of them up. "Do you have a place to stay? Is it nearby?"

"Well, I was looking at a few apartment complexes, but I haven't finalized with any of them yet. For now, I'll probably be staying at a hotel or something until I find somewhere else." Tsubaki finally took a few steps away from the redhead, looking at her as Mutsumi scanned her from head to toe, looking at her luggage as she opened her mouth.

"Do you... want to split my rent and live with me?" Mutsumi offered, smiling as Tsubaki lit up and walked up to her, pulling her head close for a kiss. "I... I'll take that as a yes." She said, her face turning as red as her hair as Tsubaki giggled while she looked around the place. The two of them moved Tsubaki's things inside, Mutsumi offering Ichika's old room, which had been cleaned up, for her to use.

"Do you not want to sleep together? I mean, we're a couple, right?"

"... c-couple..." Mutsumi's brain shortcircuited for a few seconds before Tsubaki walked over and tapped her on the nose. They would live together until they finished their studies, growing closer with each day that passed until...

"Sumi, a letter came for you." Tsubaki called out, walking up to Mutsumi as the sixth sister was busy adding effects to a shoot they did with Ichika. "Want me to read it?" She asked, leaning over Mutsumi's shoulder to peck her on her cheek. The sixth sextuplet nodded, hearing her girlfriend open up the letter. "You are cordially invited to the wedding of Uesugi Fuutarou and Nakano Yotsuba. Please circle one of the following: Happily Accepts, Respectfully Declines. It has spaces for our names and stuff, as well as a message we want to give to them. Then something, something... date... and time... and yeah."

"Good reading... Maybe you'll be able to make it to first grade." Mutsumi joked, getting her cheek pinched by Tsubaki as she removed the tie on her hair. "Anyway, we're going, right? Back to Japan."

"It's your sister, of course, we're going." Tsubaki huffed. "Do you have anything to tell them?"

"Let's think of one together, I'm just about done with this scene anyway," Mutsumi said, saving her work as the two of them thought for hours on what to say to the soon-to-be-wedded couple. Mutsumi snuck glanced at Tsubaki, seeing her struggle and huff was cute in a way that only got amplified by the sixth sister's teasing. A thought ran through her head as she glanced down at her hand that was writing their message. "We're not telling them to take us along with the honeymoon!" She said, getting up and putting on a hoodie to go out into the streets for a while. "What do you want to eat for dinner?" She asked before she made a list of ingredients and went out in search for a particular item.