Hololive☆Gender Panic! ~Yukihana Lamy and the Six Trials~
One morning, the talents of Hololive wake up to a huge shock. Yukihana Lamy, the leader of the popular VTuber group, discovers that some of her friends have had their genders swapped overnight. The always gentle and graceful Shirakami Fubuki has become a cool young man with a snow-country charm. The tiny, adorable Sakura Miko is now a lively shrine heir. On the other hand, the dependable Ookami Mio has transformed into a gentle, fluffy-haired beauty.
Panic ensues! What caused this? Can they tur
Hololive☆Gender Panic! ~Yukihana Lamy and the Six Trials~ - The sea of Odaiba, and you who protected me.
The sea breeze gently brushed against her aqua-blue hair, soft as snow crystals.
"[excited]Wow... this feels amazing!"
Lamy stretched both arms out wide. The sky stretched endlessly blue, and seagulls cried in the distance. Odaiba Seaside Park. White sandy beach, sparkling ocean. It had been a while since she'd come here.
Yesterday's chaotic escape from the Utsushiyo Corridor already felt like something from the distant past.
(*I was a little worn out... I wanted us all to have a change of pace.*)
Lamy smiled at the two standing beside her.
"[gentle]Fubuki, Mio—thanks for coming."
"[serious]No, I didn't really..."
Fubuki gazed coolly out at the sea, his waist-length silver-white hair tied back behind him. Sapphire-blue eyes. A tall, straight-backed posture. Ever since he'd become a boy, he'd gotten seriously handsome. His fox ears swayed gently in the breeze.
But.
"[cold]Well, if Lamy's going... I guess I'll tag along."
Mio folded her arms and looked away. Her jet-black bob cut, trimmed at the shoulders, swayed softly. Her large golden-brown eyes seemed just a little sullen for some reason. The wolf ears atop her head stood straight up.
(*Ah, is Mio a little mad?*)
Lamy tilted her head. Yesterday, at the café "Tsukiakari," Mio had confessed to her. And then, the message from Fubuki that had arrived on Lamy's phone. Ever since that moment, Mio had been just a bit prickly toward Fubuki.
But right now, she wanted the three of them to have fun together.
"[excited]Ah! There's an ice cream stand! Let's get some!"
Lamy pointed at a small shop near the beach.
"[surprised]Oh, nice!"
Mio's tail gave a soft wag.
"[serious]...I'm fine, really."
Fubuki said it with his usual cool expression.
"[gentle]Don't say that. I'll get yours too, Fubuki. What flavor do you want?"
Lamy peered up into his face.
"[surprised]I-I'm eating it...!"
Fubuki's voice suddenly cracked.
"...Huh?"
Lamy blinked rapidly. Had Fubuki's voice just totally cracked?
"[angry]...Don't laugh."
Fubuki's face was turning bright red, all the way to his ears.
"[laughing]Ahahaha! S-sorry... but that was way too cute!"
Lamy burst out laughing before she could stop herself. I mean, that cool Fubuki—voice cracking, turning bright red.
"[angry]Stop calling me cute...!"
Fubuki covered his face with his hands. His fox ears drooped dejectedly.
(*What is this, the gap is insane...*)
Lamy kept laughing, clutching her stomach.
Beside her.
"..."
Mio accepted her ice cream and watched the exchange intently. A sharp little pang struck somewhere in her chest.
(*Lamy looks like she's having so much fun. When she's talking with Fubuki.*)
Her large golden-brown eyes wavered.
Bzzzzt.
Mio's phone vibrated.
"[serious]...Hello?"
Mio stepped a little ways away to take the call.
On the screen, a message from her manager.
*Emergency meeting at Cover Corp building regarding the appearance change situation. Return immediately.*
"[sad]You've gotta be kidding me..."
Mio let out a small sigh.
"[serious]Lamy. Sorry, something urgent came up. I'm heading back first."
"Eh? Really? You okay?"
"[serious]Yeah. I'll message you later."
With that, Mio turned on her heel.
But.
Just as she was leaving, she glanced at Fubuki for a single moment.
(*...Take care of Lamy.*)
Fubuki understood the meaning of that look precisely. He averted his eyes, just barely.
Lamy didn't understand the meaning of that exchanged glance.
"[gentle]Take care, Mio!"
Lamy waved.
Mio's back grew smaller and smaller in the distance.
The sea breeze swept across the beach, now holding just the two of them.
...
"[serious]...Lamy."
Fubuki, who had been gazing out at the ocean for a while, spoke quietly.
"Hm?"
"[sad]Ever since I got this male appearance... I can't talk properly in front of you anymore."
Fubuki kept talking, still staring out beyond the sea.
"[serious]Before, I could talk way more naturally. Now, I can't help getting nervous. Like earlier—my voice cracks, my face turns red. ...It's embarrassing."
Lamy gazed at Fubuki's profile.
His silver-white hair swayed softly in the wind.
"[gentle]...You mean when your voice cracked earlier?"
"[sad]That included. All of it."
Fubuki nodded with a dead-serious expression.
A small ripple stirred deep in Lamy's chest.
(*Fubuki's been thinking about this...*)
She felt like she was hearing his true feelings after the change for the very first time.
"[gentle]But, you know... I like the current Fubuki too?"
Lamy said it before she even realized she was speaking.
"[surprised]...!"
Fubuki's shoulders jolted.
"[scared]Ah, no, I didn't mean it like that! It's more like, I like you because you're Fubuki...! Even if your appearance changed, what's inside hasn't changed, and the way your voice cracked earlier was kind of, um..."
Lamy frantically piled on excuses. Her face kept getting hotter and hotter.
(*What am I even saying...!*)
"[whispers]...Thank you."
Fubuki murmured it quietly.
And turned away from Lamy.
At that moment.
A glint.
The surface of the sea shone silver.
"[surprised]Huh...?"
Lamy spun around.
The ocean, clear and blue just moments ago, had transformed into a gigantic mirror. The sound of the waves stopped dead.
"[serious]Don't tell me, here too..."
Fubuki grabbed Lamy's hand.
In that instant.
WHOOOOSH!!
The sea's surface swallowed them both.
"—!!"
When she came to, Lamy was collapsed on a cold floor.
"[scared]Where... is this?"
Lamy lifted her head.
What spread out before her was countless mirrors. The walls, the floor, the ceiling. Everything was made of mirrors. Her own reflection appeared in thousands of mirrors, stretching on and on forever.
"[serious]The second layer of the Corridor... Kagami Yokochou, huh."
Beside her, Fubuki stood up.
"We got pulled into the Utsushiyo Corridor again...!"
Lamy looked around restlessly. Like a maze, the mirror walls branched off in countless directions.
"[serious]The mirror density is higher than last time. Be careful."
Fubuki said it in a sharp voice.
Then.
Clack.
A sound came from the mirror right beside them.
"...!"
Lamy turned.
The mirror that had been reflecting Fubuki's form moved, wavering.
And then.
The Fubuki inside that mirror—
Grinned.
"[cold]Acting cool is pointless, isn't it."
A voice came from inside the mirror.
"Your voice cracks in front of Lamy. You blush and freeze up. And yet you've got the nerve to stand beside her."
The mirror Fubuki—the Kagamiwarashi—slowly stepped out of the mirror.
"[sad]Shut up..."
Fubuki clenched his teeth.
"I'll reflect your embarrassing true feelings in the mirror."
The Kagamiwarashi raised a hand.
All the surrounding mirrors displayed the image of Fubuki from earlier.
*'I-I'm eating it...!'*
The moment his voice cracked.
The moment he turned bright red and covered his face.
*'Stop calling me cute...!'*
The moment his fox ears drooped.
It played over and over and over, on every mirror around them.
"[scared]Stop it... stop it!!"
Fubuki screamed. His legs were trembling. The color drained from his face.
(*Fubuki...!*)
Lamy's chest tightened at the sight of Fubuki suffering.
"[gentle]Fubuki!"
The moment Lamy called his name—
The Kagamiwarashi turned toward Lamy.
"So you're the cause of this one's weakness."
The Kagamiwarashi advanced on Lamy.
"[scared]...!"
Lamy stepped back.
At that moment.
SLAM!!
"—Who are you looking at."
Fubuki had leaped in front of Lamy.
He stood between the Kagamiwarashi and Lamy, blocking the way.
"[serious]Don't take your eyes off me."
Fubuki said it in a low, intimidating voice.
"I won't let you lay a single finger on Lamy."
The Kagamiwarashi sent mirror shards flying.
CLANG!
Fubuki blocked them with his arm.
"Gh...!"
Blood seeped from his arm.
"[scared]Fubuki, you're bleeding!"
"[serious]I'm fine."
More mirror shards came flying.
Shnk.
This time they grazed his shoulder.
"[angry]This bastard...!"
Even so, Fubuki kept standing in front of Lamy.
Crashing against the mirror walls again and again, he kept protecting Lamy behind him.
Lamy stared at his back, up close.
(*Fubuki's back... was it always this broad?*)
Something pounded fiercely deep in her chest.
Painfully so.
But she couldn't say anything.
"[serious]Lamy, use this!"
Fubuki pulled out a small washi-paper talisman from somewhere. A Kotodama talisman. The same kind they'd found in the Corridor last time.
"[surprised]How do you have that...!"
"[serious]I picked it up earlier. Write 'Exit' and stick it on the mirror at your feet!!"
With trembling fingers, Lamy wrote *Exit* on the talisman.
She pressed it onto the mirror beneath her feet.
FWOOOOOSH!!
The talisman began to glow, and a path of light stretched out straight ahead.
"[excited]It's the exit!"
"[serious]Run, Lamy!"
Fubuki grabbed Lamy's hand.
It was a warm hand.
The two of them sprinted down the path of light with everything they had.
WHOOOOSH!!
Their vision burst into pure white.
...
"Hahh... hahh..."
Lamy sat slumped on the sandy beach at Odaiba.
She was out of breath. Her heart was pounding. Her clothes were covered in sand, and her aqua-blue twintails were a little disheveled.
Beside her, Fubuki sat.
His silver-white hair was messy, his clothes torn in places. On his arm, the wound from the Kagamiwarashi.
"[gentle]Fubuki, your injury..."
"[serious]This much is nothing."
Fubuki said that, but he grimaced in pain.
"[whispers]...Were you scared?"
Fubuki asked quietly.
Lamy gave a small nod.
"[gentle]Yeah... I was scared. But."
Lamy looked straight into Fubuki's blue eyes.
"[gentle]Because you were there, Fubuki, I was okay."
It was her honest feeling.
"..."
Fubuki stayed silent and turned away from Lamy.
(*His ears are red again.*)
Lamy caught sight of it.
That night.
Lamy returned to her apartment along the Sumida River, "Maison Hakuro."
A living room done in white and aqua-blue tones. On her streaming desk sat the memo she'd written yesterday.
*20 days until the new moon.*
(*We still haven't solved anything, have we.*)
Lamy flopped down onto the sofa.
In her head, Fubuki's back from today kept replaying over and over.
(*Fubuki protected me. He was so, so cool.*)
Her heart squeezed tight again.
(*Could this be...*)
Lamy shook her head.
(*No. I can't. Mio's here too.*)
Bzzzzt.
Her phone vibrated.
A message from Mio.
*Were you alone with Fubuki today?*
Lamy's fingers stopped dead.
On the screen, another message arrived right after.
*I heard you went into the Corridor too. Lamy, are you okay?*
The words looked like they were written out of concern.
But.
(*Mio... she's holding it in.*)
Lamy could tell.
Lamy replied: *Sorry, we got pulled in suddenly—but we're both fine.*
It showed as read.
No reply.
Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen.
The read receipt stayed there, and the silence continued.
Bzzzt.
This time, the Cover Corp group chat.
A message from Fubuki.
*Let's all meet up tomorrow.*
That was rare. Fubuki proactively suggesting something.
Instantly, a reply from Mio.
*I'm going too.*
From Miko as well.
*Me too!*
Lamy stared hard at her phone.
(*Everyone's gathering around me.*)
(*Mio confessed to me through tears. Fubuki protected me today, even with his voice cracking.*)
(*But I can't choose anyone.*)
(*Like back in high school—if I choose someone, it might all break apart again.*)
With fingers trembling just slightly, Lamy sent back just a single line.
"[gentle]See you tomorrow."
She set her phone face-down.
From the veranda, the surface of the Sumida River reflected the moonlight, glittering and swaying just like a mirror.
(*The next obstacle—tomorrow, with everyone together, the conflict between Mio and Fubuki might finally come to the surface.*)
Lamy let out a small sigh.
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