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The fan of my computer slowly filled the dark room with a gentle white noise as my finger found the power button beside the PC tower, seemingly always more covered in wires than in each previous use. The blue glow of the screen forced me to squint, filling the room with a dim light, which gently reflected off the stack of instant noodle cups that threatened to fall off my table. I put in my password and the glow turned white. A sudden noise startled me: The beeping and grinding of a garbage truck outside my home was a nice reminder of what time it was, since day and night had started to blend together with my increasingly irregular sleep schedule. It also reminded me that I had once again missed my mark in throwing out the trash. I looked at the four full garbage bags on the corner of my room, sighing. I looked for my mouse, not seeing its cheap RGB glow when the PC turned on. As I followed its cable I saw it slither under an apron.
*How did it end up there…?*
I grabbed the apron, looking at it for a moment. My name, Stanley, was inscribed on it, and the green, orange and red logo of a convenience store, caked in a layer of dust, taunted me below it. I threw it aside and grabbed my mouse, then clicked on the small blue icon on my browser. There may not have been much going on in my life, but at least I had plenty of time to catch streams from some of my favorite vtubers. This time, specifically, it was Gura. The shark girl had been building up a lot of hype on her Twitter about some special stream reward, and it wasn’t until yesterday that she had revealed what the prize would be: A chance to meet her, and potentially other Hololive talents. When she said this, the site damn near crashed. And of course… I was very excited for the stream. The possibility of meeting her would be a dream come true… It was just a matter of waiting for her stream to go online now. After a few minutes, it happened. Her “starting soon” screen. I could barely wait… Even before the stream had started, the superchat was already going insane. Tons of people throwing money into their messages, even with no chance that they will be read… if only I had that kind of money. Finally, the stream eventually started. Gura was going to play one of those multiplayer games that you barely see anyone outside streamers play… not that I cared much about the game. The real interesting part started when she talked about the giveaway.
“We’ll choose the winner of the giveaway based on donations!” She spoke with her usual adorable voice.
“Each dollar donated counts as one entry!”
My heart broke a bit hearing that… I barely had money to buy food. And there were people who were donating hundreds and even thousands as soon as she said this. I took my phone and opened my bank account app. My balance stared back at me with judgy eyes: $3.21 Wincing, I hesitantly moused over to the superchat button…
“2 dollars can at least get me some bread…”
I donated a single dollar, along with a message sharing my excitement about the giveaway. Of course my many exclamation points and full caps were insincere, I knew I had no chance of winning. Not that it mattered anyways, as soon as I sent it, the message was washed away in a sea of shrimp emotes and some guy called “NotALizard” donating 30 million dollars. As the stream went on my attention focused more and more on my phone. By the time the stream was wrapping up, there was a ridiculous amount of money made in donations, a record-breaking amount for a vtuber.
“Okay, we’re gonna see which one of ya has won the giveaway~ Thank you so much for the donations, by the way, it’s crazy! Okay, um, the winner is…” I glanced at the screen, then back at the gacha game on my phone.
*Whichever lucky rich asshole… *
“BucketLover! Congrats! Thank you all so much for…”
As soon as I heard that name, I dropped my phone. I could damn nearly feel myself pass out, the mere shock caused ringing in my ears that tuned out all other noises in the world. That was my username. I ran over to the screen, staring at the name onscreen and rewinding Gura’s voice, then glancing at my own username. There was no doubt. That was me. A smile formed on my face. I couldn’t believe this… I wanted to scream in joy, but nothing was coming out. My leg started twitching as I went to the gmail account associated with my YouTube, excited to see what awaited me there… A discord ping broke my train of thought for a moment. No one ever pinged me there… Was it an annoying @everyone or did a friend actually recognize my username? I opened Discord, keeping my gmail open on another tab. The ping was a DM… and the profile picture was, undoubtedly, Cover’s icon. Was that really them? I clicked on the DM and, before reading it, checked our servers in common. Yep, we were both in the Hololive discord… and this account had an admin account. It had to be them! I wasn’t sure how they got my Discord, but I wasn’t about to question it. This was the luckiest thing that had ever happened to me in my entire life, after all.
“Congratulations, BucketLover! You’ve been selected as the winner of Gawr Gura’s Shrimp Meetup Giveaway! If this isn’t you, please let us know. If this is you, please type below your home address. Please note we will only use your home address to deliver your reward, and we will not retain it”
*Address? Huh…? Well, even if this is just a very elaborate scam, not like there’s anything worth robbing in my house…* “1 Wilson Ave, Fort Myer, VA 22211, United States”
*Cover Co. is typing…*
It looked like they were about to send a message… but then nothing happened. Sighing, I collapsed on my bed. I had been awake for… well, somewhere between 4 and 18 hours. Regardless, I was exhausted. It took me a while to actually fall asleep, as my mind raced with wonder, thinking of what my reward would look like… I woke up with a mild pain in my neck. I groaned, rolling over. My bed felt weirdly… hard, and my pillow wasn’t under my head. The sun was beaming on my face and it smelled weird… I slowly opened my eyes, finding myself staring straight into a ladybug. I jumped up out of surprise, feeling half my face caked in dirt as I noticed that I was nowhere near my room: I was in some grassy field, next to a road! My eyes followed this white brick road, which reached an incredible golden gate.
“...huh.”
I felt drawn to it. I walked to this gate, with a huge “H” built into its pattern. It looks like the kind of gate that would lead to a Kardashian’s mansion. As I got closer, I saw what was beyond it: A huge marbled house, which gracefully mixed colonial and contemporary architecture with a use of blacks, whites and browns along with sharp edges and glass panels...
“Watcha looking at?”
Someone spoke from past the gate. My eyes shot down to the figure now looking at me, and had to communicate to the brain what they saw several times over until it was convinced: There, with long pink hair, a white crop top and black and red sweater, sweatpants and sneakers, was none other than Calli! She was sipping a boba tea and looking more at her phone than at me, clearly not very interested in my presence.
“Oh, um, C-Calli! I, uh, won that giveaway and uh…” I was barely able to come up with words. This was way too much. A vtuber, one I’ve spent so much time listening to… was there, right in front of me.
“Oh, you’re here to talk to Gura. Yeah, come in.” She opened the gate, and I hesitantly walked in.
“I DMed her that you’re here. She should be here soon…”
Calli and I stood awkwardly in front of the white door to the mansion. I couldn’t feel my phone in my pocket, so I couldn’t just stare at it like Calli. Unsure of what to do, I tried to talk to her.
“S-so, um…”
She looked up to me.
“So does everyone h- does all the members- I mean, DO all the members, of course, uh…”
My picasso of a sentence was accompanied with a painful chuckle in an attempt at breaking the tension. It failed. Wordlessly but visibly more irritated, Calli looked back at her phone. Eventually, the door opened, which Calli took as a signal to walk inside immediately. What was on the other side of the door, however, made up for the awkwardness.
“Oh, you’re the winner!” Her voice felt even nicer on my ears in person.
“Come in! I’ll show you to my room!” The small shark girl herself, wearing not much more than a long white t-shirt that reached her knees (and presumably, underwear) waved at me and smiled widely. Finally, someone who actually seemed to want me here!
“Yeah! It 's me, haha…” She stared at me as I walked inside as if she knew what was on my mind.
“So, I bet the house is a shock to ya, huh?”
“I didn’t expect it, no.” Gura’s demeanor made the situation feel a bit more… calm, and I found myself able to formulate sentences like a human again.
“Well, it’s only the EN girls here. You should see how the JP house looks like! It’s ridiculous!”
I nodded as she spoke, and couldn’t help but stare at her. I didn’t want to come off as creepy but… it was so surreal to see her, in the flesh, in front of me. However, I noticed something strange on her shirt. Around her hip height, there was an odd… outline at the front.
“My bedroom is right here! Help yourself in~”
Her voice broke my train of thought. I dismissed that weird sight and walked into her room. It was incredibly large for a bedroom, bigger than my entire apartment. The whole house was incredibly fancy, but this bedroom was a… different kind of fancy. The king sized bed had a metric ton of plushies on it, and it wasn’t just any old plushies. I recognized many as incredibly expensive collector’s stuff, including some official first gen pokemon plushies. There were entire glass displays of figures too, and a huge gaming PC with four monitors, its smudged glass case laying under her desk. Another object grabbed my attention, though. A suspiciously familiar piece of dark yellow rubber hid under the bed, too dark for me to fully be able to tell what it was…
“See anything you like?”
“Uh, yeah! What, uh, what are the specs on that?” I pointed at the PC.
“Uh, I think it was an i9 core, one of those new 4090 graphics cards, I think something like 128 gigs of RAM, and… I kinda forget the rest.”
*Damn. I shouldn’t have been surprised considering the house but… damn. *
“Oh right! I haven’t told Ina you’re here yet!”
“Ina?”
“Yeah, she has something kinda important to tell you about the giveaway. Stay here, I’m gonna go get her!”
She quickly rushed out of the room, leaving me in here, unsure of what to do. I touched my pockets. Indeed, my phone was gone. Must’ve been some security thing… I walked around the bedroom, partly impressed, but also partly sad that after this was over, I’d have to return to my miserable little room. I sat on the bed, and waited. And waited. 2 minutes passed and I was already getting tired. I really wanted my phone right now. Out of boredom, I stood up again and looked around. I remembered that weird rubbery item. I leaned in closer to see what it was, mainly just to calm my suspicions…
”Woah, the fuck-!”
As soon as I grabbed it and brought it closer, I immediately let go of it again like someone who accidentally grabbed a live spider instead of their keys. That was a condom. But not just any condom, it was the biggest condom I’d seen in my life. Like, I’m pretty sure the super big ones they have in pharmacies haven’t got shit on this one. And it was full to the brim with white cum, like a less PG water balloon. As the condom rolled back under the bed, the door opened. There was the third gen 1 EN vtuber I met today. Ina, accompanied by Gura.
“Hey… Stanley, right?” Ina spoke.
My eyes were wide as plates, and I could already tell she was looking at me weird. I glanced at the condom. Oh no. I glanced right back at her, but she was already looking at the condom too. Shit.
“Yeah…”
Ina chuckled.
“You… may have gotten a bit of a preview on what I wanna talk to you about.”
My confusion grew wider. Gura stood on the corner of the room looking at me and smiling whenever I looked back, like someone being sung happy birthday.
“See, the real reason we ran that giveaway wasn’t just for a fan meetup… we’ve had a bit of a problem here. Our condoms have been running the administration dry. We have to have them specially imported from overseas and it’s becoming way too costly… so we’d like to have a fan volunteer to work as a replacement.”
*...fuck does that mean?*
“So… would you be interested?”
*What???*
“Um…”
“I understand it’s a big decision… oh, there will be some compensation for the job!”
*Are they insane? Is this a prank? Why would I…*
“What kind of compensation?”
“400k a year. Oh, and a room here.”
“I’ll do it.”
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