January 1, 2025 – Tokyo, Japan
The sun glistened off the slick pavement as families strolled through the streets, kids chasing each other with ice cream cones melting in their hands. Dogs barked gleefully in parks, and car horns beeped lazily down the boulevard.
Scene transitions to Hololive Headquarters – the air shifts. The building buzzes quietly with energy, its halls sterile and tense.
Inside, rows of desks were occupied by women with their eyes hidden in shadow, all typing, managing, and monitoring talents across Japan and beyond.
Suisei walked through the hallway like a sword drawn from its sheath—serious, silent, and sharp. Her boots echoed faintly.
She approached a familiar figure seated at a desk.
Suisei: A-chan.
A-chan:Still typing, not looking up Tell me.
Suisei: I discovered what Pekora's been up to the past two days. She's been hanging out with… a boy. Unknown identity, no records of him entering or exiting officially. I'm concerned. What if he manipulated her?
She pauses before continuing.
Hololive's rulebook clearly states: "Protection – V-Tubers must be supervised if outside HQ." Pekora is unsupervised.
A-chan:Fixes her glasses, glances at Suisei You're absolutely right to be worried. But... since Pekora doesn't currently have an assigned manager, the responsibility defaults to me—for now.
Which is why we're finalizing a new position: Leader of Talent Managers. Someone to oversee every talent's well-being directly.
But until that role is officially filled… keep an eye on her, Suisei. Quietly.
Suisei: Understood. She nods and walks away, her expression unreadable.
Scene shift — Yukio's apartment. His room is dimly lit. A wall-mounted TV glows. His fingers tap a controller.
Yukio:Muttering as he types in-game "You'll never defeat me like that."
A knock at the door interrupts his peaceful grinding session.
Yukio (Internally): Huh? A package? I didn't order anything recently…
He opens the door... no one there. He glances down.
Rabbit ears. Twitching.
Yukio: Oh no.
Pekora: Hi, hi! Yuki— SLAM.
Pekora:From outside, banging furiously YUKIO-KUN!! OPEN UP!! I BROUGHT SNACKS FOR UUUUS!!
Yukio:Freezes. Hears "snacks." ... Sighs and opens the door. You're too loud. Come in already.
Pekora:Grinning ear to ear Yay-peko! Takes off her shoes and skips inside, placing a paper bag on the floor. I brought snacks and… I wanna show you my new song! First song from my new album!
Yukio: Song? Why me?
Pekora: Because we're friends! Right?
Yukio:Awkward silence. Uh...
Pekora: Anyway! This is the album: "USAGI the MEGAMI." And the song's called... "PEKORANDOMBRAIN!"
She opens a file with the lyrics and pre-recorded background instrumentals. The beat kicks in. She sings along—full of bunny spirit:
🎶
"Somehow, the entire world is connected.
Just a hop and you'll cross the galaxy.
Who is it that I want to see?
Oh, who cares about that, it's fine, it's fine.
If you're tired of being bored, why not come over here?
A place that's important to you, you'll have to create it yourself.
Now this is a lecture! Well? What do you think?
Is my advice annoying?
Random brain! Wow! What a surprise! Wow!
As long you're alive, everyday is a struggle.
Because after big problems, fun things will come.
Random brain! Wow!!"
🎶
She finishes with an exaggerated pose, arms raised like a victorious idol.
Pekora: TA-DAH! So? What do you think-peko!?
Yukio:Expression flat. Pauses a few seconds longer than needed.
It's good.
Pekora:Visibly freezes. Eyes wide. Shocked. THAT'S IT?! JUST—"IT'S GOOD"?
Come on! It was adorable! It had rhymes! It had rhythm! There was even a WOW part!!
Yukio:Leaning back The lyrics were... creative. The beat was energetic. Execution… passionate. Objectively, it meets the criteria of a successful song.
Pekora:Pouting You sound like a robot that ate a thesaurus!
Scene transition — later. Both are seated cross-legged on the floor, game controllers in hand.
Pekora: Let's play "Fighting Vibes Ultra: Championship Violence 3"!
Yukio: Fine. No complaining when you lose.
They select characters. Pekora chooses a tiny rabbit girl with a frying pan. Yukio picks the gruff swordsman.
Round 1... Fight!
Yukio steps forward. His character lifts his blade—
WHAM!!!
Pekora's character slaps him with a frying pan in one hit. His HP drops from 100% to 0%.
Yukio: …What.
Pekora: PFFFT—AHAHAHAHAHA! That's what you get! Take that, Yukio-kun!
Yukio: You hacked. That's not possible. She's broken.
Pekora: Nope! You just suck-peko~!
Yukio:Switches character Rematch.
Several rounds later, Pekora remains undefeated. She's laughing. Yukio's face remains expressionless, but inside...
Yukio (Internally): I'm going to uninstall this game. And maybe her.
Scene transition — outside the apartment. In a bush. A blue-haired girl lies on her stomach, peering through binoculars.
Her eyes are hidden behind the glare of the glass, her mouth drawn in a firm line. A tight, high ponytail sways behind her. Her uniform is neat, her movements precise.
Suisei:Coldly Playing video games together, huh?
She adjusts the binoculars, squinting slightly—
Rustle... HISS...
A small snake slithers into view beside her.
Suisei:Deadpan for a second... then—
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! She bolts out of the bush, arms flailing, sprinting into the distance.