The Person I Met On The Internet Turned Out to be a Super Popular Yandere Vtuber

“…In times like these, I get really confused about what to do.”

It was the day after Asakura stayed over.

Since I was the first to wake up, I was making breakfast for the three of us.

When I woke up, I instinctively started heading to the bedroom, but then I remembered Asakura was there and stopped… Honestly, I was glad I remembered.

“…This is why.”

This place was already familiar, as was dealing with Shiori… But Asakura was different.

Though we know each other, we’re not close enough to see each other first thing in the morning… So, seeing her wake up just to call her would be inappropriate.

“Well, let’s just focus here.”

The breakfast spread looked distinctly Japanese: grilled mackerel, miso soup, and yesterday’s simmered dishes. Even if it’s not too elaborate, this much should be just fine for breakfast, right?

“…Delicious.”

The miso soup tasted good enough to satisfy me.

With breakfast for three neatly arranged on the table, just as I thought I should call them before it got cold…

“Good morning, Asahi.”

“Oh, good morning, Shiori.”

“…Ugh, I’m still so sleepy.”

It seemed there was no need to call them after all.

“Sniff sniff… Something smells really good!”

That half-asleep Asakura was now fully awake.

“I made some for you too, Asakura. Let’s eat together.”

“…!”

“Asakura!?”

Suddenly, Asakura burst into tears.

I panicked, thinking she was hurt, but she said,

“I… It’s just that nobody ever made breakfast for me outside of home… I’m a bit moved.”

“…I see.”

“It’s really nice, isn’t it? I’m also really happy.”

With Shiori’s words, I looked down, clearly embarrassed.

But the same goes for me… When I wake up late and smell something good from the living room… It’s a sign Shiori made breakfast.

The joy I feel when I realize that is immeasurable.

“By the way, are you feeling better now, Asakura?”

“From the horror game? Yeah, I’m fine after a day!”

“Just be careful when washing your hair at night or rinsing your mouth at the sink.”

“Hey, Shiori… Why do you say such scary things?”

Despite Asakura’s reproachful look, Shiori remained indifferent.

“Alright, let’s eat.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s dig in!”

Like me, the two of them seemed really nervous while eating.

If they said it tasted bad, it would be a shock, but I knew they’d be considerate enough not to say it… But since this is a simple dish, I felt confident about the taste.

“It’s delicious.”

“This is really tasty!”

Hearing them say it was delicious was a huge relief.

After breakfast, we had a light chat. Shiori and Asakura talked about their streams and the streaming community, while I listened quietly without interjecting.

I didn’t feel left out; rather, I was flustered by the amount of information that I probably shouldn’t be hearing.

(This is… bad.)

They were definitely discussing things only the members of Citrus should know, and both Shiori and Asakura looked startled, realizing I shouldn’t be hearing this.

“It’s okay! I won’t tell anyone!”

“We’re not worried about that.”

“But really, you can’t say anything! Lately, things like this have become a big deal.”

Not that I’d have a chance to talk about it anyway.

After a while, Asakura left, saying she wanted to thank us later for letting her stay and for breakfast.

“It’s really okay, though.”

“Well, she’s very dutiful… She always returns even the smallest favor.”

“I see… Well, I can tell she’s a good person.”

“She’s such a good person… It’s because she’s so good that she went through a tough time for a while.”

“………”

Asakura… Momoka Kushiro had a period where she took a break due to mental and physical exhaustion.

I guessed it was about that time, but I didn’t ask Shiori anything specific.

Since we’d started talking like this, I was curious… but seeing Asakura smiling now made me think that no matter what happened in the past, her current happiness was everything.

“But being a VTuber, or any kind of streamer, is a mental battle, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, it is.”

Very few people succeed as streamers.

You can’t give up just because you don’t get more viewers or comments… If it were me, I’d probably quit right away, but those who overcome that achieve success.

“I wasn’t that strong originally, but having you by my side, Asahi, made my mental strength a lot better.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Or rather, my feelings for you might be scarier?”

“What do you mean?”

Shiori smiled mysteriously, and her smile made my heart skip a beat.

She glanced at her phone and suddenly found something.

“Look at this.”

“What? …!?”

It was a social media post… filled with terrible insults directed at Iroha Tokizami.

“Seeing stuff like this doesn’t bother me at all. Though, of course, this is too much, so I’ll report it to the manager… They might already know.”

“…No, this is just too cruel.”

How can someone write such things… It was that awful.