Shirayuki Reid Abducted: Seven Secret Days with My Prince
Shirayuki Reid, a second-year high school student, is the most popular boy in school. White hair, dazzling smile—girls can't leave him alone. But he's a weirdo who only talks about his dream of becoming a prince-themed VTuber. One day, he says to his plain classmate Mio, 'Your voice is amazing. Wanna stream together?'
Mio's heart nearly stops. She's secretly liked him for two years. But her sad personality won't let her agree. 'N-no, I'd get murdered by fans, so it's impossible!' she refuses. Y
Shirayuki Reid Abducted: Seven Secret Days with My Prince - My first fan was you, on the eve of my awakening.
Monday morning.
Shiranui Mio sat huddled in the corner of her room, arms wrapped around her knees.
Weak morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains.
Her phone buzzed again.
(*...I don't want to look.*)
But if she didn't look, it would never end.
Mio timidly peered at the screen.
*'Come to school today. If you don't, I'll expose all your secrets.'*
The sender was Saegusa Takeru.
A boy with spiked reddish-brown hair who called himself the president of Shirogane Luna's fan club.
The very person who, last week, had loudly exposed Mio's secret in the classroom—that she had been recording Reid's voice.
Mio's fingertips trembled.
(*Even though I'm suspended.*)
(*Even though I was told not to come to school.*)
Last Saturday, the school had handed down a two-week suspension.
And yet, Saegusa was telling her to come to school.
(*I have to go.*)
(*If I don't, everything will be exposed.*)
Mio slowly stood up.
Her face in the mirror was deathly pale.
Her pale lavender eyes, hidden behind her bangs, were red-rimmed from crying.
Her waist-length black hair was a disheveled mess—she didn't even have the energy to take care of it.
(*It's okay.*)
(*It's okay. It's okay.*)
She repeated it over and over in her mind.
But it wasn't okay at all.
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The front gate of Kanade Oka High School was quiet, as always.
Monday morning.
Students arriving for school were scattered here and there.
Mio stopped just before the gate.
(*I don't want to go in.*)
Her heart was pounding violently.
Her feet wouldn't move forward.
That was when it happened.
"Ohh, there you are. Shiranui-san."
A familiar, unpleasant voice.
Saegusa emerged from the shadow of the gate, grinning.
Behind him were two of his cronies.
"Even though you're suspended, you actually came. Your secret must be really important to you, huh?"
Saegusa laughed, one corner of his mouth curling up.
The small scar on his right cheek twisted cruelly.
Mio kept her head down, unable to say anything.
"So, let's get to the point."
Saegusa stepped closer.
Mio flinched, her shoulders trembling.
"You've got two hundred thirty-seven audio files of Reid's voice, don't you?"
Her heart nearly stopped.
"Tomorrow, at the culture festival stage, I'm gonna play them for the whole school."
"...Eh?"
Her voice cracked.
"Let's let everyone know what a stalker you are, listening to Reid's voice every single night. Sounds fun, right?"
Saegusa laughed with delight.
His cronies joined in.
"P-please, stop..."
Mio's voice trembled.
Her vision swayed unsteadily.
The blood drained from her face all at once.
(*That data, shown to everyone...*)
(*Shirayuki-kun's voice, in front of everyone...*)
(*My feelings, all of them...*)
"If you want me to stop, then sing on stage tomorrow."
Saegusa peered into Mio's face.
"If you sing, I'll call off the public release. Simple, right? Just get up on the culture festival stage and sing your heart out."
"...S-sing?"
"Yeah. With that unbearable voice of yours."
Saegusa spat the words out.
"Well, if you can't sing, the data goes public. Which one it'll be is up to you."
With that, Saegusa left, taking his cronies with him.
Their laughter faded into the distance.
Mio stood frozen in place.
Her legs wouldn't move.
(*Sing?*)
(*Me, on stage?*)
(*There's no way I can do that.*)
Her mind went completely blank.
But one thing was crystal clear.
(*I can't cause Shirayuki-kun any more trouble.*)
(*I can't destroy Shirayuki-kun's dream because of me.*)
With trembling legs, Mio began walking back the way she came.
She couldn't enter the school.
◆
Afternoon.
Mio sat in front of her computer in her room.
(*I'll delete them.*)
(*I'll delete everything.*)
Saegusa's words spun endlessly in her head.
*'Sing on stage tomorrow. If you don't, the recordings go public.'*
(*There's no way I can sing.*)
(*So I'll just delete the data.*)
(*If the data is gone, there's nothing left to expose.*)
Mio moved the mouse with trembling fingers.
An unremarkable folder on her desktop.
'R'.
Inside, two hundred thirty-seven audio files were lined up.
All of them were Shirayuki Reid's voice.
Treasures that had grown little by little every day since that first recording at the entrance ceremony two years ago.
(*If these are gone...*)
(*Shirayuki-kun won't be troubled.*)
(*And no one will ever know my feelings.*)
Mio right-clicked, intending to delete the entire folder.
The menu opened.
'Delete'.
She moved the cursor over those words.
Her fingers trembled.
(*It's okay.*)
(*It's okay.*)
(*This will end everything.*)
She closed her eyes and was about to click—
At that moment.
*BANG!!*
The window flew open with force.
"Mio! Are you okay!?"
A familiar voice—the voice she loved most in the entire world.
Mio nearly tumbled off her chair in shock.
She spun around, and there was Shirayuki Reid.
His silver-white hair shimmered, backlit by the setting sun.
His sky-blue eyes gazed straight at Mio.
"Sh-Shirayuki-kun!? Why through the window!?"
"I heard you came to school but left right away."
Reid climbed in through the window into the room.
"What happened? Saegusa said something to you, didn't he?"
Mio hastily hid the computer screen.
"I-it's nothing! I'm fine!"
"There's no way you're fine. You're completely pale."
Reid slowly approached.
Mio tried to close the laptop.
But Reid was faster.
"Mio."
Reid's hand gently wrapped around Mio's trembling hand.
Warm.
That warmth, paradoxically, stimulated Mio's tear ducts.
"...It's nothing."
Her voice shook.
"Really, it's nothing..."
Tears spilled down her cheeks.
"You're crying. There's no way it's nothing."
Reid spoke quietly, still holding Mio's hand.
"Hey, Mio. Can you listen to me for a bit?"
Reid's voice was more serious than usual.
Mio lifted her tear-streaked face.
"This was two years ago, in the summer."
Reid began speaking slowly, gazing out the window.
"The day I did my first stream on Stella Cast. I figured no one would watch. It was just some high schooler's stream with zero subscribers, after all."
Mio listened in silence.
"But that day, there was exactly one viewer."
Reid's voice softened slightly.
"Their name was Mion. They sent a single comment: 'I like your voice.'"
Mio's heart leaped.
"Just one person. Just one comment. But it made me incredibly happy. There was someone out there who liked my voice. That alone made me want to keep streaming."
Reid turned to face Mio.
His sky-blue eyes captured her seriously.
"After that, Mion came to watch almost every single one of my streams. They rarely commented, but their name was always in the viewer list."
Mio bit her lip.
(*I know.*)
(*That I'm Mion.*)
(*Shirayuki-kun knows.*)
"Even as my streams gradually grew bigger, Mion was always the very first viewer. My first fan."
Reid squeezed Mio's hand tightly.
"Mion... that's you, isn't it?"
With those words, Mio's world crumbled with a deafening sound.
The secret she had hidden.
The dark, obsessive affection that no one was ever supposed to know about.
Now, Reid had spoken it aloud, clearly.
"...I'm sorry."
The words squeezed out of Mio's throat.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I love your voice, Shirayuki-kun, and I listen to recordings of it every night... it's disgusting, isn't it? I'm sorry..."
Her face was a mess of tears and snot.
But she couldn't stop.
"Ever since I heard your voice at the entrance ceremony, I've... every night, all this time... I'm not normal... recording someone's voice like that, it's creepy, isn't it..."
Mio cried as if she were broken.
As if pouring out every last bit of her feelings.
"Someone like me shouldn't be allowed to love your voice... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"Mio."
Reid's voice resonated right by her ear.
"It's because of that voice fetish of yours that I've been able to keep streaming until today."
Mio's tears stopped.
"Because you loved my voice. Because you, as Mion, kept watching over me. That's why I could keep being the prince."
Reid's voice was earnest.
"Because you were there, I made it this far. You're my first fan, and my biggest fan."
A warmth spread deep in Mio's chest.
"...But I'm disgusting..."
"You're not disgusting. I was happy."
Reid released Mio's hand and pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.
"I want you to see this."
Through her tear-blurred vision, Mio looked at the paper.
Handwritten lyrics were written on it.
The title was—
"Princess of My Voice."
Reid said it with a hint of embarrassment.
"I wrote a new song for the culture festival. It's inspired by your voice."
Mio's heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst.
(*My voice...*)
(*He imagined it...*)
(*Shirayuki-kun wrote a song...*)
"Tomorrow, will you stand on stage with me and sing?"
Reid suddenly dropped to one knee.
In a pose like a prince proposing to a princess.
"My princess. I want everyone to hear your voice."
Reid's voice rang out, sweet and earnest.
Mio's tears overflowed again.
But this time, the tears were different from before.
Warm.
Happy.
(*But if I sing...*)
(*Saegusa-kun said he'd release the data...*)
Mio lowered her gaze for a moment.
Saegusa's sneer resurfaced in her mind.
"...If I sing, I'll cause trouble for Shirayuki-kun..."
"I'll protect your voice."
Reid looked straight into Mio's eyes.
"I won't let anyone take it away. Your voice, your secrets—I'll protect all of it."
A powerful voice.
"So trust me. I want you to stand on stage with me."
Something burst open inside Mio's heart.
(*Shirayuki-kun will protect me.*)
(*He'll protect my voice.*)
(*If that's the case...*)
"...I'll sing."
Mio declared it clearly, through her tears.
"I'll sing with you, Shirayuki-kun..."
Reid's face broke into a smile.
"Thank you, Mio! Let's make it the best stage ever!"
Reid took Mio's hand and helped her to her feet.
The setting sun dyed the room orange.
Their shadows stretched long across the floor.
◆
Evening.
After Reid had gone home, Mio lay on her bed.
(*I said I'd sing.*)
(*Together with Shirayuki-kun.*)
Her heart was still racing.
Happy, yet anxious.
But Reid's words—"I'll protect your voice"—glowed warmly at the center of her heart.
That was when it happened.
Her phone buzzed.
A direct message on Stella Cast.
The sender was—
Shirogane Luna.
Mio's heart contracted as if seized by a cold hand.
Fearfully, she opened the message.
*'If you sing on stage tomorrow, your recording data will automatically be released to the public.'*
*'Whether you sing or not, your secret ends.'*
*'Enjoy your last night, at least.'*
The phone slipped from Mio's hand.
(*No way.*)
(*Even if I sing, it'll be released?*)
(*Even if I don't sing, it'll be released?*)
(*No matter what I choose, it's over?*)
The warm feeling from just moments ago was ripped away, roots and all.
The pit of her stomach went ice-cold.
Mio clung to her computer.
"...No."
Her voice trembled.
"No, no, no..."
Mio opened the hidden folder.
Two hundred thirty-seven files.
Shirayuki Reid's voice.
(*These are my treasures.*)
(*I swore I wouldn't let anyone take them.*)
Tears fell onto the keyboard.
Outside the window, the moon rose quietly.
◆
Around the same time.
Shirayuki Reid sat at his computer in his room at home.
VTuber merchandise covered the walls.
A ring light and a thirty-thousand-yen condenser microphone.
Reid opened his channel on Stella Cast.
The archive of his first stream.
The viewer list.
There, unmistakably, was the name 'Mion'.
"So it really was you."
Reid murmured quietly.
"Tomorrow, I'll definitely protect you. Your voice, your secrets—all of it."
His sky-blue eyes gleamed with determination.
◆
Minase Ward.
Twenty-second floor of a tower apartment.
Shirogane Luna's streaming studio.
White light from professional lighting filled the soundproofed room.
Her long silver hair gleamed coldly.
Shirogane sat before a large monitor.
On the screen was the blueprint of the Kanade
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