#usagichronicles

💙💙Leosagi sketch💙💙

Scribe was minding his own business, the world he had stopped in this time was the classic kind, modern, busy. There was little magic here and there and while that would normally be something worth investigating, today was a relax day, at least to the Traveler. From the scouting out he had done before with his Drones, there was a nice yet small tea shop not far from here. 

Normally he would have coffee but sure, tea sounds nice enough!

As he entered the small, Japanese inspired, building, he would notice the strangest thing. A woman was sitting at one of the tables, a woman with Fox ears and a large fluffy tail. The young man did a figurative double take. There was no way that someone like this would be out in the open. Unless she used some magic to hide herself from other humans.. The blonde moved and ordered his tea before sitting in front of the woman. 

@usagichronicles​ // Starter for Helen with Haya and Aiharu

It was a testament to Aiharu’s stamina, her strength, her ability to recover, that she would be the one carrying both Helen and Haya in some way home, Haya in her arms with her shoulder offered for a battered Helen to walk with. 

They were masked in Haya’s illusions, free to take a long walk home, with each other, all safe and together. Of course not everything was cleared up, but Aiharu had been brought back, Haya was safe, and Helen didn’t need to fear the worst.

But they still had to fix what was broken. Returning to Haya’s place, up the elevator, into her home, fixed up, rebuilt. A large single apartment that spanned the floor. A place that seemed made to house many a magical girl, yet only housing just Haya in the last few weeks. A lonely life, finally able to welcome two important people home.

Aiharu would set Haya down on the couch as her tired self woke up, while also guiding Helen to sit. 

Oh, is that Shameimaru?

There’s not a chance in Hell of Nyalter flagging down a Shameimaru flying at high speed, but she can flag one down if Aya’s... not actually flying at high speed. Must be looking for another scoop or something.

“Shameimaru- Aya!”

Now she’s waving her hand, and smiling a perfect service smile.

“Miss Aya! Down here a moment, could I have a word with you?”

And Nyalter’s in luck, because she was just reading the morning paper a moment ago and it’s still in her hand. It might prove to be a very, every effective way to butter Aya up, if her exposed cleavage doesn’t do what it usually does to people...

9:00 PM

“... And that’s it for our stream today, everyone!~ Phew, that was pretty intense, my hands are still shaking, haha! Anyways, thanks for coming over! Tomorrow, I’m going to try my luck rolling for W in Girls Frontline! Hope to see you all there!”

-- FUYUKI - SIGN OFF --

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“Phew...”

...

“...”

Another day of Eri streaming as a VTuber. He truly does enjoy streaming, but he dreads what comes after it.

Letting out a sigh, Eri then proceeded into his next part of the job, which is... fan engagement.

click... click...

An idol’s lifeline, even if a VTuber, is their fans, so fan engagement is extremely important. Sometimes he would post on social media on ‘Fuyuki’s’ account, but what he loved at first turned into something he dreaded, was talking to his, or rather, ‘Fuyuki’s’ fans.

click... click...

There was nothing but the sound of a mouse clicking in his room.

Today was a tiring day, just like the other days before it. There’s already bags forming under his eyes.

School, and just today, a company meeting which Eri has to sacrifice his time for homework to work on the choreography for the next album with the his fellow co-workers...

“......”

And of course... the comments he got either in his channel and mail, and finally through social media sites like Reddit, and Twitter.

‘what does a slut like you do with so much superchat money? A new boyfriend? lol’

It’s tiring.

‘how does it feel to rob other channels off their revenue? you only have to act cute’

It’s tiring.

‘Fuyuki, if you be my wife, you can suck my ████. here’s a picture of it, you slut’

It’s tiring.

Messages like this makes him question if being an idol or an actor was the right career path for him when he grows up. It’s true that a job like this would attract such comments. He knew that, but... he didn’t know how to handle it, even now.

But... once in a while...

‘Fuyuki-san! Hello! Your positive messages and playthroughs always make me smile with my friend! Me and my friends always couldn’t wait watching your next stream! I know it isn’t much, but I just want to say thanks!’

“... Haha......”