Kikirara Vivi's Love Revolution! ~I Never Said Makeup Could Save the World~ - Love talk with Okayu, a stirring in my heart.

Vivi's home studio. Light streaming through the window illuminated the wall-to-wall cosmetics shelf. Eighty thousand yen worth of colorful makeup products glittered quietly. On the desk in her streaming room, a small heart-shaped robot sat perched on its charging dock. Kokoron. A prototype built by the DEV_IS tech division, and a partner who excelled at emotion analysis. Vivi stood in front of her dresser, pinching her bangs between her fingers. Two days ago, Friday's stream—that love consultation had pushed her channel subscribers to the verge of three hundred thousand. The "ViviMake" tag on social media was still growing, too. And yet. On her phone screen, the same salon reservation page as yesterday. "Kazenone" in Shimokitazawa. Yuuto-san's shop. She opened it, then closed it. How many times had it been now? "……Hah." Her sigh echoed through the quiet room. "Vivi, you're on the reservation page again, koro. That's over ten times this week alone, koro." Kokoron's black eyes stared at her intently. Its color was pink. Was it in a good mood, or exasperated? "Eh, you were counting!? Wait, ten times!? I haven't opened it that much!" "You have, koro. Four times last night alone, twice this morning. That was the third time just now, koro." "……No way. Am I doing it unconsciously?" Vivi gently placed her phone face-down. A haze swirled deep in her chest. "Data doesn't lie, koro. Vivi's heart rate jumps to 1.4 times normal every time you open the reservation page, koro. You should look at Kokoron's eyes—they turn gold when romantic feelings intensify, koro. Right now, they're faintly yellow, koro." "Don't just casually announce stuff you shouldn't be looking at! What do you mean, yellow!? Don't quantify a maiden's heart just because you're a robot!" "Kokoron is a robot, so emotion analysis is my specialty, koro. A maiden's heart is just a mass of data, koro." "……You're the worst." Vivi traced her finger over the star sticker on her shoulder. Silver today. Proof that she still couldn't face love head-on. Ding-dong. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "Eh, who is it? This early in the morning." "Eighty percent probability it's Okayu, koro. The FLOW GLOW group chat said she'd be coming to Vivi's place to eat snacks today, koro." "Seriously!? That was today!? I haven't prepared anything!" Vivi scrambled to her feet. Discarded loungewear lay scattered on the floor. She looked around her room—she'd never been good at tidying up. "This is the worst. Makeup boxes, streaming equipment, empty plastic bottles…… Okayu-chan is definitely going to be horrified." "Lying is pointless, koro. Okayu is the type who's good at cleaning, so she might actually tidy up for you, koro." "Who's going to make her clean!? Making a guest clean up is a total failure as a host!" Ding-dong. The second ring sounded just a little impatient. Resigned, she headed for the door. When she opened it, a girl with silver-tinted bob hair stood there. "Vivi-chan, good morning, nya. Sorry for being late, nyaa." Nekomata Okayu. FLOW GLOW's gaming specialist. A pale, grayish-white silver bob with long bangs. The cat-ear accessories on her head swayed gently in the morning light. A small bell necklace at her throat made a faint sound. Her dull golden-green eyes blinked slowly. A girl around Vivi's age, with a soft, gentle atmosphere. "Okayu-chan! Welcome! It really was today, huh—I hadn't checked my messages!" "Nyahaha, same as always, nya. That flustered face of yours, Vivi-chan—I've seen it on stream before, nya." "The type whose emotions show on her face…… I really need to fix that soon." "You don't need to fix it, nya. That's one of your good points, Vivi-chan." Okayu said it with a smile. Praised so suddenly, Vivi felt her cheeks grow warm. "……A-anyway, come in. There might not be anywhere to step, though." Okayu looked around the room. "……Nyaruhodo. This is…… impressive, nya." "Eh, so you are put off?" "I'm not put off, nya. If anything, I'm relieved, nya. You're so sparkly on stream, but your room is properly human." "That's not a compliment……! I'm hurt." "Nyahaha! Sorry, nya. But really, I've been looking forward to coming to your place for a long time, nya." Vivi pouted, but somewhere in her heart, she was happy. That was just how Okayu was. Her words were laid-back, but they were direct and kind. The two of them warmed up to each other quickly. From the paper bag Okayu had brought, a small tin of cookies emerged. Cat-shaped cookies were packed tightly inside. "Eh, too cute! Wait, did you make these, Okayu?" "Nya. I baked them, nya. Last night." "Okayu-chan, you have such a girly hobby!? That gap is insane!" "Did you think gaming was my only hobby, nya? I make sweets sometimes too, nya." "Because I only ever picture you sitting in a chair playing games on your streams!" "How rude, nya. Okayu doesn't just sit around—she brings snacks like this too, nya." With that, Okayu held out a cookie toward Vivi's mouth. "Here, say ahh." "Eh, ahh!? W-wait, that's embarrassing! I'm not a baby!" "No need to be shy, nya. Vivi-chan, you have the face of someone who hasn't eaten breakfast, nya." "How can you tell!? Don't tell me you can see something too!?" "I can tell even without the face thing, nya." Resigned, Vivi bit into the cookie from Okayu's hand. It crunched, and the aroma of butter filled her mouth. "……Delicious! This is seriously good! Okayu-chan, you could be a patissier!" "Nyahaha, that's tasty, nya. But I'll pass on being a patissier, nya. Okayu has games and…… well, right now, there's someone I'm kind of curious about." —Someone she was curious about. Those words changed the air in the room. Vivi's hand, reaching for another cookie, stopped mid-motion. "……Eh. Okayu-chan, you have someone you like?" Okayu's cheeks flushed faintly pink. She brushed her long bangs aside with her fingers, dropping her gaze. "Someone I like…… or rather, someone I'm curious about, nya. I don't even know yet if it's actually love." "But being curious means you're already halfway to liking them! Who is it? Tell me! I'm dying to know!" On the desk, Kokoron's heart-shaped body trembled. "Vivi's heart rate has risen to 1.5 times normal, koro. Your level of interest is too high, koro." "Of course it is! This is my best friend's love story!" "You called me your best friend, nya…… I'm happy, nya." Okayu gazed at her with those dull golden-green eyes. That gaze made Vivi's heart skip just a little. "……Actually, three months ago, I happened to see it on TV, nya. There was a feature segment on a certain hair salon." "A hair salon?" "Yeah. I never really cared much about my hair before, but on that program, there was someone cutting hair so beautifully. And before I knew it, I found myself searching that person's name every single day, nya." Okayu's voice grew quieter and quieter. Nervous, she reached for the bell at her neck and stroked it gently. Vivi felt something tighten deep in her chest. (A hairstylist……) Yuuto-san's face surfaced in her mind. But no way. There were countless hairstylists in the world. The person Okayu was curious about didn't have to be Yuuto-san. "……So, so! What's this person like? What's his face like? Young? Handsome? Or more of a rugged artisan type?" "Too many questions, nyaa. Um, he has a calm atmosphere, nya. His age is…… a little older than Okayu, I think, nya. Twenty-seven, or around there." Twenty-seven. The same age as Yuuto-san. "……O-oh. Twenty-seven, huh. A grown man, then." "Yeah. But it's not really that kind of sex appeal—he feels more like a craftsman. His hands holding the scissors are so beautiful, I could watch them forever, nya." Hands holding scissors. Vivi remembered a scene from her childhood. A hair salon in an Osaka shopping arcade. She'd watched from the waiting chairs. That person's long fingers. The scissors moving lightly. Through the mirror, he'd sometimes look her way and smile— "……Vivi-chan? Is something wrong, nya?" "Eh!? N-no, nothing! More importantly, where does this person work? Osaka? Tokyo?" "Hmm, that's still a secret, nya. But the person Okayu comes to like is someone too precious to introduce, nya." "……What is that, that's way too cute." Okayu, embarrassed, took a small bite of a cookie. She rested her chin on her hand and looked out the window. "Vivi-chan, you do love consultation streams, so you must be used to this kind of thing, nya." "No, I'm not used to it at all. I can look at other people's love objectively, but when it comes to my own, I'm a total mess." "Is that so, nya? But your streams are really amazing, nya. They reach straight into your heart—like magic, I think, nya." "……Stop it, you're making me blush. When Okayu-chan praises me, it makes me so happy it throws me off." Vivi was genuinely happy. Being acknowledged by her best friend gave her more strength than anything. But. (Someone she's curious about…… a hairstylist……) Okayu's words snagged in her heart like a tiny thorn. She pretended not to notice. The two of them spent over an hour after that laughing about trivial things. New makeup releases, behind-the-scenes stories from Okayu's gaming streams, the new cocoa that had appeared in the vending machine at the FLOW GLOW office. Then, Okayu's expression turned serious. "……Hey, Vivi-chan. There's one thing I've been worried about, nya." "Eh, what? You're being so formal." "Love consultation streams—if you don't handle them well, they can blow up into controversy, nya. You know, the VTuber ethics guidelines." "Ah, that. Like how you shouldn't get too deep into fields that require professional qualifications, like medicine or law." "Right. Love consultation is technically outside that scope, but……" Okayu touched the bell at her neck again. "But since it deals with people's hearts, you can't treat it carelessly, nya. I know you're taking it seriously, Vivi-chan, nya. But to people who don't know that, it might just look like an amateur sticking her nose into other people's love lives, nya." Okayu's voice soaked into the quiet room. Vivi didn't laugh. Okayu was genuinely worried about her. "I know. I intend to take full responsibility." "……Nya?" "I'm not just having fun with love talk. People seriously agonize, seriously get hurt, and still love someone. I want to push them forward. With makeup, I want to push their hearts forward too. ……And if someone gets hurt because of that, I'll take it all on myself." Okayu stared at Vivi. Then, her dull golden-green eyes slowly deepened in color. "……You're strong, nya, Vivi-chan. Okayu feels embarrassed now, nya. Worrying like that was presumptuous of me, nya." "That's not true. Just knowing you're thinking about me seriously makes me feel so much stronger." "But really, seeing you like that gives me courage, nya. It makes me think Okayu needs to put these muddled feelings into words properly someday, nya." Okayu clasped her hands together in front of her chest. On the desk, Kokoron's heart-shaped body emitted a soft glow. "Both of your emotional values are currently in perfect sync, koro. The waveforms indicating empathy are appearing almost simultaneously, koro." "Eh, what's that? The Heartbeat Scan can measure stuff like that too?" "Kokoron thought it was advanced synchronization analysis, but the manual says 'a waveform that often appears when two people laugh together,' koro." "What is that! Okayu-chan, we're officially robot-certified best friends!" "Nyahaha! This is the first time Okayu's been acknowledged by a robot, nya! I'm happy, nya!" "Being recorded in data as best friends—isn't that kind of romantic? I'm a little moved." "……Vivi, before you get moved, clean up the makeup boxes at your feet, koro. Soon there won't be anywhere to stand, koro." "Seriously, you just keep saying unnecessary things!" "Nyahaha, it's true, nya. But honestly, the messiness makes Okayu feel more at ease, nya. A room tha

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