The Person I Met On The Internet Turned Out to be a Super Popular Yandere Vtuber - Chapter 5

“Sorry, Yame-san… What did you just say?”

“I said let’s live together.”

With a small smile, Yame-san said that.

Wait a minute… because that basically means living together, right? No, no, even if I didn’t mishear, there’s no way I can agree… Why did she bring that up in the first place?

“For me, it also means a fresh start with the move, and most importantly, you helped me… supported me, and I wanted to repay you even a little.”

“But still…”

“Do you… not want to?”

No… no, no!

It’s not about not wanting it… Why is this person making such a sad face!

“It’s true that I helped you! I’m not sure about supporting you, but still… living together…”

Helping out this time, and the support part, was it about the interaction with her, Gonzalez… But even if that’s the case, even if she felt a great debt there, I’m not going to be told to repay that debt.

Alright, let’s say something a bit awkward here and make her back off!

“Well, it’s certainly an honor to live with a famous Vtuber! But really? I don’t think that’s… appropriate.”

In response to my joking manner, Yame-san didn’t change her expression at all.

She was looking at me seriously, as if she was about to cry… Why… why am I making such a face?

(…Oh, I see – it’s because it’s been a long time since someone other than family cared about me. Being thought about so seriously like this.)

Not having seen my parents for a while, and not doing anything social since working at that company… just silently working.

Not being worried about by anyone, not receiving such caring looks… there was nothing – yet there was comfort, and that was through the interactions with Gonzalez-san and the timely Iroha broadcasts.

(No, this won’t do… Get a grip, Asahi! There’s no need to worry about this. Even if it’s nice that she’s concerned about me, there’s no value in clinging to that kindness.)

It’s pathetic… too pathetic.

But that’s who I am… that’s why I shouldn’t agree to such a proposal.

And surely Yame-san is just a bit out of sorts.

She’s just excited to finally meet the person she’s been consulting with… even though it’s me, saying she’s excited is self-centered, but anyway, that must be it!

“So… I…”

“Tomokawa-san.”

“Huh!?”

A soft elasticity pressed against my cheek.

Before I knew it, she was hugging me… Her thinner arms wrapped around the back of my head, and the sensation of her large chest, which I couldn’t quite feel over my clothes, enveloped me.

“Tomokawa-san, maybe you’ve forgotten how to rely on someone?”

“Well…”

“We haven’t talked much about real things, but I could tell from our conversations that you’ve been in a tough situation.”

“…?”

“If you’ve been freed from that job, isn’t it okay now to rely on someone for comfort?”

Uh-oh… I instinctively thought that.

Her words not only resonated in my ears but seemed to seep into my innermost being with their kindness.

“For me, you’ve been a significant presence. We’ve been in touch for almost two years, right? So if I see you in need of help, I want to reach out a hand, don’t you think?”

“…Yame-san.”

“Don’t you think, Tomokawa-san? Because it’s me… after exchanging communication for two years, don’t you think you’d want to rely on me, even for a moment, if you could?”

Do I want to rely on someone or not… If it’s about relying on a woman, I might want to nod.

But still, things aren’t that simple, so I can’t just nod.

“You’re just a convenient pawn because you quietly do your work.”

“It must be tough being disliked by your boss like you! Learn from me a bit.”

“If I get along with you, it might look weird to others…”

“If the manager or that person dislikes you, it’s all over… So I’m sorry.”

The more I try to assert myself, the more unpleasant words come flooding back like a curse.

I knew it was a black company, but I didn’t care.

I didn’t know how it would be if I were forever alone, but because there was someone who could soothe my heart… even if I didn’t know their face, the interactions with Gonzalez-san and the familiar Iroha broadcasts were saving me.

“It doesn’t have to be forever… even a little is fine. As a way to repay you for supporting me, please rely on me – I will never betray you. I want to be a place where you can find peace… so please ‘entrust yourself to me’.”

“…?”

“Please rely on me, please rely on me.”

I felt an irresistible charm in the words whispered in my ear.

The voice of Gonzalez-san that I had never known, the voice of Iroha Tokizami that I had been listening to all this time, and now… the voice of Yame Shiroi-san looking at me right in front of me.

“I… am a weak person.”

“Everyone has their weak side.”

“I… I’m not the kind of admirable person you think I am.”

“No matter what you say, I think you are admirable… no, I think you are a wonderful person who cares deeply for others.”

Seriously… why is it rated so highly?

I can’t help but want to know what kind of person Yame-san sees me as, given the evaluation that almost made me smile wryly.

“Even so, I still…”

I thought I should refuse… but.

“Well… I’m being a bit selfish with this proposal.”

“Huh?”

“I’m a bit… scared. I’m afraid that something like that might happen again, so I want someone by my side. The person I want to rely on is you, Tomokawa-san… please reassure me.”

“Huh!?”

I was embraced even tighter around my chest.

At that moment, I must have been quite tired, and above all, placed in a situation where I thought I would never see the light of day… I thought it was fine if she said that.

“Is that okay?”

Surprisingly, it was a pleading voice.

“Of course. Then, let’s live together once you’re discharged.”

Yame-san said that with a truly beautiful smile.

—

On the night Yame-san came, I was feeling a bit dazed.

“I… nodded.”

I nodded to Yame-san’s proposal, and she firmly said that we would live together once she was discharged… remembering it made my heart race, and my face flushed in an instant.

“Was this the right choice… for me?”

It couldn’t be right… I know that, but I wanted to cling on.

Even though I’m calm now and if asked if that clinging feeling still remains, it’s different, but still, refusing now… for some reason, I know that if I do, Yame-san would be sad.

And above all… breaking the promise with her where she asked to be protected because she was scared.

—

“Oh…”

At that moment, a message came through.

It was from Yame-san, and she had given me her private account to communicate with her.

The account named Gonzalez and the server it was using would no longer be used… we had already met.

“Tomokawa-san, are you feeling lonely? I’m looking forward to your visit and I’m excited! If you’re lonely, or if you want to communicate voice to voice, how about a phone call?”

I can’t take it anymore… I feel kindness in every message.

As I pondered what would be a good reply, my own reflection in the window glass caught my eye.

My reflection in the mirror was smiling happily.