A memory from the past

"Haih, what did I get myself into I wonder?" Sighing, Anemachi on her way back home walks with slow footsteps. Remembering the scene that happened just now in her mind, she wonders if she had made the right decision.

Watching A-chan descending into madness as fellow staff begins to pull her away when she begins screaming words like. "Becomes another slave." and "If that f*cking useless shachou won't do it, I will handle it myself." It truly is a scene to behold. Anemachi admits that she is shaken a bit just now from the drama.

Watching the contract hard copy that she gets to keep, a sigh follows from the girl. The one in her hand is the original one, no trip, one week of leaves without pay and long working hours, no wonder it's been hard for them to find anyone willing to accept this position. But looking at the desperation from A-chan's face and the hidden anticipation from shachou-san, her sympathy eventually makes her reluctantly agree to the hell opposite to her.

'But now I'm working for a virtual idol company huh?' As the street light leaves a small shadow behind Anemachi's small body, Anemachi wonders how the future will develop. Hololive, as far as she knows, is just a new virtual idol group with a few talents under it. She wonders what the experience she will get through it, working with idols, managing their stream and assisting them, it sounds quite fun not gonna lie.

Yet as she begins to imagine the possible fun and interesting journey, deep inside her memories a certain dark figure begins creeping up into her consciousness again. Striking when she is off her guard, the memories of it flooded her mind and turning it black.

Like a ghost he follows, reminding her of the past that she couldn't ignore.

"Ha,ha,ha..." Closing her eyes as the heavy weight begins to submerge on her chest and the sudden loss of the ability to breath, Anemachi finds herself on the edge of fainting on the ground. Leaning on the wall beside her as she tries to recover from the anxiety attack, she tries to not lose consciousness in the middle of the street.

"It's alright Anemachi...It's alright, no one is hurt yet, no one is hurt yet..." Pressing against her chest while trying to convince herself to stay sane, her beating heart eventually calms down after a few minutes of rest and heavy breathing. Reinforcing the mental wall inside of her, the monster is kept at bay.

With that, Anemachi opens her eyes again, trying to fix her eyes on the road ahead towards the lonely apartment she left. Yet a familiar figure appears in front of her under the streetlight and is getting closer to her every second.

"Are you okay Onechan?" With a worried voice, Suisei checks on Anemachi who is still leaning against the wall, face filled with visible pain. Rushing to her side and supporting Anemachi to stand up by grabbing onto her arm, this is her first time seeing Anemachi act like this. "Do you need to go to the hospital? I will send you there now for help."

"Don't...I'm fine." Though still uncomfortable, Anemachi turns down the offer. "I'm fine, just...A bit tired from the day."

Still supporting the clearly weak Anemachi to walk, Suisei stays silent knowing that Anemachi is again hiding something. Memories of the diary she read through today appear in her mind, especially the final few days of Anemachi's passage. She knows whatever Anemachi is hiding, she is still not yet comfortable talking about it yet.

"Hey, I checked through your diary already...Thanks for your gift, Onechan." Walking slowly with silence for a few minutes, Suisei eventually mentions what she has done this afternoon. "I...Don't know what to say, to thank you, to show that I really appreciate it."

"It's alright, it isn't much anyway." Shrugging it off, Anemachi finds herself with enough strength to walk and begin to walk while removing Suisei's arm from her. "Thank you, I'm fine now."

"How do you find me anyway in the first place." Putting her hand on her head trying to ease the pain, the anxiety strike really caught her by surprise.

"I've searched around for you for a while...Let's just get back to your home now." Suisei still worried, followed closely behind Anemachi and looked at the small figure in front of her. Anemachi having a face of discomfort, yet insisting on walking alone. Pair of small shoulders yet bearing an unknown amount of weight, the moonlight shining upon her slightly pale skin, and Suisei feels her eyes fill with warmth.

The small pendrive still in her pocket, signifying the amount of care Anemachi put in for her. The support for her despite Anemachi's doubt on this career, the effort and sacrifices Anemachi made to actually help her. Yet, she doesn't even know what is happening on her Onechan right now, her heart almost breaks in half when she sees her Onechan almost fall unconscious on the street, it really hurts.

"Hey, you can go home already, it's been quite late." And without noticing the flow of time, they both arrive at the door known as home. "Don't make mom worry alright?"

And just when Anemachi wants to bid Suisei farewell, the imouto of her suddenly hugs her again.

"Onechan, thank you, really." Hugging Anemachi tightly, Suisei expresses her emotion through the only way she knows. "And...Take care of yourself alright?"

"Don't hurt yourself, please."

Meanwhile the surprised Anemachi looks at the girl on her chest and is stunned. Realizing what's happening, with hesitation slowly put her hand on the blue hair, patting it again and again.

"Go home already alright? It's been late." Her small smooth hand going through the hair a few times, giving off comfort to the girl again who lacks it now. "I will take care of myself, so don't worry."

"Alright..." Still unsatisfied, Suisei however left in the end, leaving Anemachi once again in the lonely apartment of her. "I will visit you again tomorrow alright?"

With that the door in front of her closes, and the footsteps of Suisei leave further and further, Without any people left, Anemachi begins collapsing down onto the ground as her leg has long used up all the remaining strength of her, only holding due to Suisei's presence. With a trembling body, she feels cold, really cold.

"Damn it, it's been getting worse and worse again...Why?" With the memories again rushing into her mind as her face displays obvious pain, the darkness begins to consume her consciousness, eventually leaving her asleep on the cold floor while tears begin flowing out from her eyes. Being grabbed back into the deep abyss, the familiar room shows up again.

White ceiling, white room, and only a single bed in the middle, it's all so familiar.

Inside her sleep, Anemachi murmurs a word with deep remembrance and regret, of that one person she loves deeply.

"Why...?"

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Getting back home, Suisei takes a quick shower and immediately goes to sleep, that is before she once again checks on the pendrive Anemachi gives her.

Opening her computer and plugging in, she eventually opens the application that shows the current Vtuber model that she has made in the past, rough at the edge but enough for her. It takes her months to draw and model it when she was planning to expand in this area, and has been with her for around a year already.

On the desktop screen is a cute 2d anime girl with some rough design here and there, clearly unable to trace the person's movement clearly. It could be safely said that it isn't really something to be compared with more special made characters like Kizuna Ai on the market.

Proceeds to open the file in the pendrive named 'For my Imouto', inside is a new app which Suisei already installed previously, it reveals a wonderfully made 2d model character that resembles the old one that she made but sharper, well drawn and rigged . Blinking her eyes cutely which her model proceeds to do too, the application captures Suisei's movement much better than the old one. With her able to move much better now, though there are still some limitations of course.

This isn't cheap, Suisei as a Vtuber can confidently say. It most likely cost a few thousand dollars for Anemachi to get her hand on this, moreover the connection required to make the commission to the artist and modeler.

This is a heavy gift, and Suisei knows it.

Moving her head around and looking at the character on screen following it, she feels weird that she now has an actual good 2d model, one made by professionals and can actually compete with other more well-funded Vtuber.

'If only you are not so selfish.' Speaking in her heart, Suisei remembered the pink hair girl's face once again, looking at the character on screen. She wonders if one day she will be able to actually becomes Anemachi's support, instead of her right now who still rely on Anemachi's help.