My Childhood Friend Who Was Doing Personal V-Tubing Got Ntr’d by a Singer (LOL), but I’ve Decided to Just Sit Back and Watch the Two of Them Roll Down the Hill of Life and Fall Into Ruin - Chapter 12: Childhood Friend Desperately Harasses After Personal V Account Deletion, But I'm Having Fun Out and About

Chapter 12: Childhood Friend Desperately Harasses After Personal V Account Deletion, But I’m Having Fun Out and About

Himeko had become truant from school, and from the rumors I overheard, she seemed to be holed up at home, but that was Himeko’s freedom, so I didn’t particularly mind, and my days continued.

On the night before the outing with Kusaka and Asakura drew near, Mom stopped me and said she had something to talk about.

“Tak-kun. About Asher―――Chōno Asher, is that okay?”

Chōno Asher was the personal V that Himeko and I had been doing. After cutting ties with Himeko, I hadn’t done any streaming activities or anything. Just on the day I cut ties with Himeko, I logged into Tsubuyaiter and wrote only, “We will be suspending updates due to various circumstances,” but after that, comments worrying from the listeners who had been watching came in. Also, monetization was turned off for the time being, but I supposed I needed to delete the channel itself too.

“With what happened with Urakiri-san, I think we need to formally end Chōno Asher’s activities. The announcement on SNS and the channel deletion, you know. Since this situation is what it is, Mom will make the announcement on SNS too.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I did post something vaguely on SNS, but if we don’t formally end it, it’s not fair to the people who supported us, right?”

So first, Mom tweeted on SNS.

She prepared an image of a document politely explaining that due to a serious contract violation by the streamer, future activities had become difficult, without touching on Himeko’s personal information or circumstances, regarding the end of activities for Chōno Asher, which she herself had designed, and posted it.

Mom’s information dissemination, with her six-digit follower count, spread even to people who hadn’t watched Chōno Asher, and it went viral as “Ichi Iji Ino’s personal V activities end.” Asher herself was positioned as a mid-tier personal V at best, but even so, Mom’s name value was strong, so even Mom’s fans who hadn’t watched the streams were shaken, wondering what had happened.

Of course, online news sites and such were making articles out of it for fun too, but I thought that was unavoidable.

Speculation bred more speculation about what had happened, but some oddly sharp netizen said, “The voice of the girl who was with Masao sounds kinda like Asher,” and it got a little buzz.

Whoa, completely correct!!!!!! Netizens’ identification skills and insight are way too amazing, right!!!!!! That said, I couldn’t say yes, that’s correct, so I had no choice but to stay silent on that.

At the same time, I posted a similar announcement on Chōno Asher’s SNS.

The fans who had been watching regretted it, wanted to know the circumstances, or there were many voices, and there were also people who replied half-jokingly knowing the situation.

“I am grateful to everyone who supported us; I am sorry it ends in this form. Thank you so much until now.”

I conveyed heartfelt gratitude and apology. I announced that after the weekend ended, the channel and SNS would be deleted too. Until then, I planned to properly go through the replies and comments sent as the operator.

―――Once again, the Vtuber known as Chōno Asher would cease to exist. It might have been a support for Himeko…… but this was unavoidable. Putting Himeko aside, during Asher’s activities, doing DTM or video editing had been tough but fulfilling, and I felt a deep sense of reflection.

In the midst of that, occasionally on SNS or comments, from throwaway accounts, comments like “Give back Asher,” “I’m Asher!!!,” “This tyrannical ending is unforgivable!!,” “I’ll sue!!,” “Deletion is unforgivable!!” came in, so I thought, ah…… Himeko, huh…… and kept deleting and blocking them repeatedly. Most people seemed to ignore them, seeing them as prankster harassers, but doing that might make the perceptive ones notice something.

Also, I didn’t think she should be desperately commenting or replying like that; maybe she should figure out her own situation first, I didn’t know.

And then Sunday arrived, the day to go out with Kusaka and Asakura. I arrived at the mall about 15 minutes earlier than the meeting time and waited, and soon the two came together.

“Mornin’~ Tak-kun.”

Today, Asakura, with her hair neatly tied up without any bedhead, gave a listless greeting. Ah, Kusaka helped with getting ready, huh, I get it!

“Tak-kun, good morning♡ Today it’s a date with a girl on each arm♡♡”

Led by Kusaka, who was in high spirits perhaps because it was a day off, we headed to the lingerie shop.

“Then Tak-kun, wait here♡”

“Call you later~”

Asakura, holding several pieces of underwear, and Kusaka called out like that. Since the two were going to try them on, I decided to wait outside the store. I didn’t have the guts to wait in the women’s underwear section.

“Are you a student? Today you’re carrying bags for your girlfriend and her friend?”

Perhaps concerned for me as I stood around idly waiting, the store clerk spoke to me, but I hesitated for a moment on how to explain.

“No, um……”

As I tried to correct her, Asakura, who seemed to have gotten an idea for something fun, excitedly called out to the store clerk.

“Yeah, that’s right~ We’re both Tak-kun’s girlfriends.”

When Asakura said that, the store clerk sister looked at me in surprise.

―――”Yeah, yeah, Tak-kun’s super popular, and he says he can’t be satisfied with just one girl, so we’re both his girlfriends~”

Because Kusaka piled on riding the fun wave too, the store clerk’s gaze at me visibly turned into the eyes one gives the enemy of women.

“Ugh…… you’re just like Masao……”

That was super unfair, a misunderstanding, store clerk sister!!

She looked at me with eyes like she was seeing trash, eyes of contempt and disdain!! It’s really not like that! Rest assured, I’m a virgin, you know!!? Nuwann!!

Kusaka and Asakura were high-fiving behind the store clerk like prank success yay♪, but for the sake of my honor, couldn’t you please deny it?!

The store clerk was blatantly keeping distance from me, treating me like Masao, you know?!?! By the way, some Masao-related thing would definitely make it into this year’s internet buzzword awards, right? It’s spreading too much as a joke and a word, hilarious.

As Asakura and Kusaka disappeared into the fitting rooms all giggly, the state of me waiting outside while the store clerk eyed me like Masao in wariness felt like a bed of nails where one minute felt like an hour. What a cruel prank…… treating me like Masao is too much…… sob.

“Tak-kun, come here a sec~”

At Asakura’s calling voice, I entered the store while minding the store clerk’s eyes. Luckily, there were no other customers besides us. By the way, the store clerk stared intently following my movements, but it was totally the eyes for a person of interest, you know…!

“What’s up~ Should I carry some bags or something?”

“Um……”

As I approached the fitting room calling out, a hand stretched out from the fitting room grabbed me and pulled my upper body inside.

“Figured it’d be quicker if you saw~ What do you think? ……Ah ya ya, Tak-kun’s bold.”

“Fumoff?!”

The arm’s owner was Asakura, and inside the fitting room were Asakura and Kusaka with their upper bodies in underwear…… but due to the momentum of being pulled, my face had plunged straight into Asakura’s cleavage.

“Whoa~ Tak-kun’s bold.”

Asakura, with my face still sandwiched in her busty cleavage in her underwear, said it in her usual languid way, but I hurriedly pulled my face away.

“Huge!?!? No, wha wha wha…… no, sorry!!!”

The shock made my head glitch out too. It was so…… soft…… and the overwhelming “pressure” that made breathing impossible. Just what size was it……!

“It’s fine~, it’s Tak-kun after all. I think the purple one’s good, but what do you think?”

Asakura had on a light purple bra. Asakura definitely suited purple in image, and I got that. By the way, Kusaka, who had frozen from the sudden event, had on a bra with black base and gold embroidery, and that suited her too. Somehow, I felt like Kusaka suited black with gold lines in image.

“Huh?! Tak-kun, that kind of thing is for hotels or…!!”

Kusaka, confused and glitched, was under a huge misunderstanding.

“Sorry, I think both suit you!! I think either’s good!!”

I called out like that and pulled my upper body out of the fitting room. Phew, what a ordeal that was.

―――”You’re definitely just like Masao, huh.”

―――The store clerk sister, who had come right up close, said that while looking at me with eyes rolled back in disdain. No, it’s not, it’s noooot!!!!