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 Day Everything Was Revealed in the Hazama Room
"[cold]What's your angle, Ookami Mio?"
Shirakami Fubuki's voice was as cold as snow.
"[angry]I could say the same to you, Shirakami Fubuki."
The lounge on the fifth floor of Cover Building. The morning sun streaming through the windows cast the four figures in sharp relief. The large monitor displayed the words "Emergency Meeting." An unnatural heat simmered in the air around the sofas.
Mio shook her jet-black bob cut and glared at Fubuki with her large golden-brown eyes.
"[cold]The seat next to Lamy is mine."
Fubuki, his waist-length silver-white hair tied back behind him, didn't back down an inch. His sapphire-blue eyes narrowed coldly. His fox ears stood erect.
"[angry]Why are you sitting there like it's the most natural thing in the world?! The seat next to Lamy is mine!"
"[surprised]H-huh...?"
Lamy's gaze darted nervously between the two of them. Her light-blue twintails swayed back and forth in confusion.
Ever since that incident at the Odaiba beach, sparks had been flying openly between Fubuki and Mio.
"[excited]Wait, wait, wait!!!"
At that moment.
Miko, with her short cherry-blossom-pink hair, wedged herself between Fubuki and Mio.
"[excited]The seat right in front of Lamy-senpai is mine!!"
Miko plopped herself down heavily on the sofa directly facing Lamy. Her large, dark eyes sparkled brightly.
"[angry]Hah?! Why you, Miko?!"
"[angry]Miko, shut your mouth."
"[crying]Ehhh! Why are you both leaving me out?!"
Lamy let out a small sigh.
*—Last night. What I was thinking about, alone at home in "Maison Hakuro."*
*(Mio, Fubuki, and Miko too. They all... feel that way about me...)*
A restless feeling stirred in her chest.
It made her happy. But it also scared her. Back in high school, the day her closest friends, the ones she trusted most, suddenly started ignoring her. Even though she was the leader, she couldn't talk to anyone about it, shouldered everything alone, and in the end, the group fell apart.
"[gentle]...Everyone, please. Calm down."
Lamy slowly stood up.
"[serious]We decided today we'd talk about what comes next. So—"
Lamy began to move the sofas where the four of them were sitting, little by little, by herself.
"[surprised]Lamy?!"
"[gentle]This way, everyone will be 'equidistant' from me."
Lamy at one vertex of a triangle. Fubuki and Mio at the two ends of the base. And Miko at the remaining vertex.
No one too close, no one too far.
"[sad]...That's not fair, Lamy."
Mio murmured quietly. Her wolf ears drooped sadly.
"[sad]There's no way to do this without hurting anyone."
Those words pierced Lamy's heart.
*(I know that. But I—)*
"[excited]Isn't everyone staring at Lamy-senpai way too much?!"
Miko said, looking around at the three of them with wide, darting eyes.
"[angry]Shut up!!"
"[angry]Shut up, Miko!!"
Fubuki and Mio's voices rang out in perfect unison.
They both glared at each other with expressions that said "crap."
"[sad]W-why are you both ganging up on me?!"
Lamy fought back a rising, bitter smile.
*(Even in a situation like this, everyone's a little ridiculous.)*
"[serious]...Alright. Let's get down to business."
Lamy stood in front of the whiteboard.
"[serious]According to what we heard at Musubinomori Shrine, the time limit for Zenrak's trial is the new moon. The current moon has passed its first quarter, so—"
Just as Lamy started drawing a calendar with a marker.
*Shiver.*
The floor of the lounge rippled.
"[scared]Huh...?"
The floor beneath Lamy's feet suddenly turned into a mirror. Her own light-blue twintails were reflected from directly below.
"[scared]The floor is—!!"
The next instant Fubuki shouted—
With a sound like shattering glass, the floor gave way.
"[scared]Kyaaaaa!!"
"[scared]Lamy!!"
The four of them plunged into darkness.
A sensation of weightlessness.
Her stomach floated up.
"[crying]But I haven't even eaten todayyy!!"
Miko yelled something completely irrelevant.
"[angry]What are you talking about at a time like this?!"
Mio shouted back as she fell.
"[serious]Everyone, hold hands!! Don't let go!!"
Fubuki's voice cut through the rushing wind with an order.
Lamy desperately reached out her hand.
But—
*Thud!*
"[sad]...Oww..."
Lamy landed on her back on a hard floor.
Her vision flickered with spots of light.
"[scared]E-everyone...?!"
Lamy scrambled to her feet.
The place was—
A space that defied reality.
The walls, the ceiling, the floor. Everything was made of countless mirror shards. Like a kaleidoscope, fragments of the Tokyo cityscape—Cover Building, Tokyo Tower, the Sumida River—were suspended in midair, swirling around.
"[whispers]This place... the Hazama..."
Lamy's voice trembled.
"[sad]Lamy! Are you okay?!"
Nearby, Mio crawled out from some rubble. Her jet-black bob cut was disheveled in places.
"[serious]I'm here too. ...Where's Miko?"
A short distance away, Fubuki stood up, brushing mirror dust from his long silver-white hair. His fox ears twitched, warily scanning for sounds around them.
"[crying]Ugh... ow ow ow..."
Miko was stuck upside down against a wall.
"[gentle]Is anyone hurt?"
Ignoring her own scraped knee, Lamy looked around at the three of them.
*—At that moment.*
Lamy gasped.
*(What... is this?)*
A deep pink light was drifting around Mio.
A faint pink light around Fubuki too.
And around Miko, a burning orange.
The lights swayed and moved as if they were alive.
"[whispers]...I saw this... in the Utsushiyo Corridor..."
The phenomenon where emotions become visible. Pink meant "affection."
Everyone saw the lights around each other and fell silent.
A heavy silence.
*—Just then.*
At the center of the space, a particularly large mirror surface shimmered.
"[laughing]Things are getting interesting, huh."
A strange voice, childlike yet sounding as if it had lived for tens of thousands of years.
On the surface of the giant mirror—the "Ooutsushi"—a phantom image of a beautiful boy with heterochromatic eyes appeared. His waist-length silver hair floated softly, ignoring gravity. His right eye was gold, his left eye silver. His pupils were shaped like stars.
"[serious]Zenrak...!"
Fubuki stepped forward, as if to shield Lamy.
"[laughing]Hey there, you guys. Long time no see. ...Just kidding, I've been watching you the whole time."
Zenrak's phantom image grinned, the corners of his mouth curling up.
"[serious]The time you have left... is three days until the new moon."
"[scared]Three days?!"
Miko's face went pale.
"[serious]If you don't share a true kiss with your destined person within three days, that body of yours... will never return to normal. And so,"
Zenrak's gold and silver eyes looked straight at Lamy, and only Lamy.
"[serious]You can't choose anyone, can you, Yukihana Lamy?"
The blood drained from Lamy's entire body.
"Back in high school—the group of close friends you trusted most suddenly ostracized only you, one day. Even though you were the leader, you couldn't talk to anyone about it. You're scared that if you choose someone, you'll end up all alone again, just like back then. Isn't that right?"
The surface of the Ooutsushi shimmered.
Projected onto it was—a slightly younger Lamy, seen from behind.
Alone, in the corner of a classroom.
Three friends, laughing as they walked away from her.
"[sad]...Ah."
Lamy lost her voice.
"[serious]Lamy? What is this guy—"
"[sad]Stop... please..."
Lamy's voice was barely a whisper.
Her body trembled.
The memory she least wanted to recall. The one she had kept locked away deep in her heart all this time.
"[scared]Stop... please...!"
Lamy covered her ears with both hands and crouched down on the spot.
*(In front of everyone... something like this...)*
Tears spilled over.
No one could say anything.
Not Fubuki, not Mio, not Miko. They could only stare at the trembling Lamy.
"[laughing]Now then! The stage is set!!"
Zenrak's voice echoed with amusement.
"[excited]Prove who Lamy's destined person is!!"
As if waiting for those words.
Mio took one step forward.
"[serious]...It's me."
Mio's voice didn't waver.
"[serious]Lamy's destined person... is me. Even before my form changed, I've always... always liked Lamy. I've always wanted to protect her."
The pink light around Mio intensified.
"[angry]Wrong."
This time, Fubuki stepped forward.
"[serious]Lamy's destined person is me. Someone like you could never protect Lamy."
Fubuki's faint pink light also grew deeper in color.
Mio's golden-brown eyes and Fubuki's blue eyes clashed fiercely in the air.
"[cold]That's quite a thing to say, Fubuki."
"[cold]It's the truth. You're always too emotional."
"[angry]Why are you both trying to act so cool?!"
Miko jumped in between the two of them.
"[crying]Me too! I like Lamy-senpai too!! Why are you two deciding things on your own?!"
Miko's shout echoed through the Hazama.
"[angry]Miko, be quiet!!"
"[angry]Miko, stay out of this!!"
Mio and Fubuki's voices overlapped perfectly once again.
"[crying]Waaah! Why?! Why am I the only one left out?!"
Miko collapsed on the spot, crying.
It was chaos, almost like a comedy.
But.
Lamy was different.
"[crying]...Stop..."
All three of them froze simultaneously.
"[crying]Everyone, stop... please. I... I..."
Still crouching, Lamy covered her face.
Tears spilled through the gaps between her fingers.
"[crying]I can't... choose anyone...!"
Her voice trembled.
"[crying]You're all... so precious to me... so precious... If I choose someone, I'm sure... I'll be alone again...!"
The image of that classroom flickered in her mind.
"[crying]I don't want... to lose my friends again, like I did back then...! But I like all three of you, and I don't know what to do...!"
Lamy's tears fell onto the mirror floor, creating small ripples of light.
It wasn't pink, nor blue.
It was a clear, white light.
"[sad]...Lamy."
The deep pink around Mio quickly faded.
"[sad]...I'm sorry."
Fubuki's light also changed to a quiet blue.
"[crying]Lamy-senpai... I... I..."
With her face still a tear-streaked mess, Miko tried to rush over to Lamy, but tripped and fell.
"[whispers]...Hoh."
For the first time, the smile vanished from Zenrak's phantom image.
"[serious]That's what I wanted to draw out, Yukihana Lamy. —But it's not over yet. You all have to get out of here. The time limit is ticking closer, moment by moment."
Leaving those words behind, Zenrak's form disappeared into the depths of the Ooutsushi.
Silence.
Fubuki slowly crouched down next to Lamy.
"[gentle]...Lamy. It's okay to cry. We were in the wrong today."
Fubuki reached out to gently place a hand on Lamy's head—then hesitated and pulled it back.
"[sad]Lamy, is it okay if I hold your hand?"
Mio sat down on the other side of her and wrapped Lamy's trembling hand in both of hers.
Her wolf ears drooped dejectedly.
"[crying]Lamy-senpai... I'll never forgive Zenrak..."
Still crying, Miko sat down in front of Lamy.
"[crying]I'll look for an exit! Staying here is just playing into his hands!"
Rubbing her tears, Miko lifted her head with determination.
"[serious]...Yeah. I'll search too. There has to be some kind of path."
Fubuki stood up.
"[sad]Lamy, wait just a little bit. Let's all get out of here together, no matter what."
Mio squeezed Lamy's hand tightly, then gently let go.
The three of them each started walking in different directions, searching for an exit while avoiding the floating mirror shards.
Still crouching, Lamy stared at the shining traces of her tears.
*(I still can't choose anyone.)*
*(And yet, the time limit is only three days away.)*
Only around Lamy, the countless mirror shards continued to glow faintly, reflecting a white light.
The sound of footsteps grew distant.
The Hazama, still refusing to show an exit, quietly continued to shift its structure.
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