Vol 1 Chapter 11 – Mama【Vol 1 – Turning Point】

After learning that making a child required something far more… intense, I felt slightly relieved and was finally able to sleep beside Michiru-san. Still, it was a little embarrassing.

The next day, my training to debut as a VTuber began.

“G-Good morning…”

When I woke up, the unbearably close distance between Michiru-san and me made my brain feel like it was boiling.

“Rin-kun, you’re the VTuber of the Akihaba Family now, so come on!”

Michiru-san seemed to be eagerly waiting for my next line.

I knew exactly what she wanted me to say. But it was so embarrassing that I couldn’t get it out right away.

“Ugh… G-Good morning… Mama…”

In the Akihaba Family, using polite language with Micchi Mama was forbidden. Plus, I had to call her “Mama” properly.

Calling someone “Mama”… I hadn’t even said that to my real mother since I was way younger, back when my actual age matched my appearance.

“Hmm! Your awkwardness is super adorable!”

As she said this, Michiru-san hugged me tightly. I used to think being hugged by a woman was something… lewd. But since that was probably just my misunderstanding, I had to get used to it.

Still, it was really embarrassing. After all, her body was soft, and she smelled nice…

“M-Mama… This is embarrassing…”

If I called her “Michiru-san” instead, she’d definitely never let it go. Knowing that, I swallowed my words and corrected myself.

“Sorry, Rin-kun. That’s… crazy cute…”

Michiru-san’s face was completely serious.

Her personality wasn’t much different from Micchi Mama’s in daily life. The only difference was her voice—Micchi Mama’s was slightly lower, about half a note. So normally, Michiru-san felt more like a big sister than a “Mama.”

“Mama, I’m already embarrassed enough…”

My head felt like it was about to boil over. Acting this clingy was something even elementary school kids would’ve outgrown.

Well, though my appearance was that of an elementary schooler…

“I’m sorry. But it’s your fault for being too adorable, Rin-kun.”

It had been a storm of “cute” since morning. Objectively, I might’ve been blessed with good looks, but I’d never been praised like this before.

“Ugh…”

Overwhelmed, I hid my face under the blanket.

“Ah… Too cute…”

That backfired—it only excited Michiru-san more.

For the next thirty minutes, she wouldn’t stop hugging me. If this happened every day, I don’t think I could handle it.

Finally calming down, we were now eating breakfast: egg sandwiches we’d made together.

“It’s delicious…”

As expected, Michiru-san was a great cook. She’d make the perfect wife—a woman who couldn’t be more wonderful.

“Hehehe, thank you.”

Michiru-san wouldn’t let me hold a knife. It kinda felt like she was still treating me like a kid.

“Now, today, we’re going to buy you some new clothes, Rin-kun.”

Buying clothes would cost a decent amount of money. I had to brace myself for at least several thousand yen per outfit.

“U-um… But I haven’t earned any money yet…”

So, she’d end up buying them for me, and that felt unfair.

“Don’t worry about that! In exchange, I get to pick your clothes based on my tastes.”

Even so, the clothes were for me. Michiru-san and I couldn’t share outfits—mine were strictly child-sized, and she was slightly taller than average for a woman.

“But… making you spend even more money is…”

“Akihaba Family Precept #1!”

Cutting me off, Michiru-san declared loudly.

Akihaba Family Precept #1: “You must indulge Mama—hesitation is forbidden.” This was a rule set by Micchi Mama’s viewers.

So, I had to rely on Michiru-san.

“Understood…”

That’s why I couldn’t argue.

“Honestly, Rin-kun, you’re idol-level cute! Getting to dress up someone like you my way is nothing but a win for me!”

“Is… Is that really true…?”

Calling me an idol felt like a stretch. But soon, that claim would be proven right.