"The first move is… chest bumping."
Illyco read the instructions on her phone screen and nodded, half-understanding.
"Floro, go stand in the corner."
"Okaaay… but why do I have to do this kind of thing…"
"What did you say?"
"N-nothing! Nothing at all!"
Pouting, Floro obediently went to the corner.
Illyco stepped forward, pinned Floro against the wall in a classic "wall-pin," then pressed her own tiny chest firmly against Floro's.
Hmm… it felt like two potato-shaped landmines buried on a flat airfield.
Illyco: …
"Wow, Illyco, look! We can balance a milk tea cup here! (✧∇✧)"
Floro placed the freshly bought milk tea cup right between their pressed chests.
But if you looked closely, it was basically the same as just balancing it on Floro's own generous "landmines."
Floro genuinely just thought it was fun.
But that milk tea cup became the final spark that ignited Illyco's simmering frustration.
"Who even cares about these two dumb bombs?!"
Illyco shouted, then immediately extended her dragon-claw hands and fiercely grabbed Floro's ample bosom.
"Eeep! X﹏X"
Floro squealed as Illyco squeezed, pinched, and kneaded her "big landmines."
"Chest bumping is the most boring thing ever. Let's try something else."
With that, Illyco released Floro and stormed off.
After thoroughly venting her stress, Illyco left Floro collapsed on the floor, clutching her sore chest.
Poor Floro, teary-eyed: "What did I even do wrong this time? QAQ"
Truthfully, Floro hadn't done anything wrong at all—and Illyco didn't actually have any weird fetishes.
The real reason was the taunting words from Shirona the day before, which had burrowed deep into Illyco's mind like a haunting demon:
["It's not just there… there's also the living room, the sofa, the bathroom… oh, and the kitchen too~"]
["And our private little home theater—practicing comfy positions with little Floro… That kind of feeling? Poor little Illyco probably won't ever understand~"]
"I won't lose to that awful woman…" Illyco muttered to herself.
She, too, would study "foreign languages" with Floro!
And for Floro, this whole thing… was actually part of a mission!
[Mission Objective: Study together with Illyco]
[Reward: 100 points]
[Progress: 1/20]
"Is this really what counts as 'studying'…?"
Floro sipped her milk tea and sighed, watching Illyco fiddle with her phone nearby.
It wasn't studying knowledge—it was studying "positions."
Judging by the system prompt, she'd probably need to learn at least 20 different poses before this mission ended…
This was utterly absurd.
[Well, you can't really blame Illyco—it's your big sister Shirona who made her jealous, after all.]
Floro: …You finally decided to show up?
Susu had vanished for a whole day without explaining Illyco's sudden behavior, and the mission had started out of nowhere.
Even without Susu's explanation, Floro could guess what happened.
It was definitely Shirona's fault for opening her big mouth again…
Illyco had always been sensitive and emotionally delicate—of course she'd flare up with competitive drive after hearing that.
Floro: Don't go getting competitive over something so weird! (´-﹏-`;)
But even if it was just petty rivalry, as a typical anime-loving otaku, Illyco's "reference materials" were mostly limited to doujinshi, not real-life videos.
That's why she'd come up with something as niche as "chest bumping."
For Floro, though, it wasn't so bad—at least this time she wasn't being chained to the bed like a pet.
Not that it would've mattered much even if she had been.
"Hehe… because I already have this."
Floro glanced down at the pendant hanging from her neck.
It was a tiny golden tentacle charm.
With this, even if Illyco tried to tie her up, she could easily escape.
Might as well humor Illyco—it's not like she'd say no to free points!
"Come try this pose, Floro-lo."
"…Okay."
♡♡♡
That night, in the bathroom…
"Mmm… ah… no… slurp… slurp…"
Illyco pinned Floro down in the bathtub.
After a long, passionate kiss between the two adorable tentacle girls, they finally parted lips, reluctant to let go.
"Why… did you stop?" Floro asked breathlessly.
"I have to go get a package. ( ᗜ ˰ ᗜ )"
Illyco's expression instantly turned cold again.
She climbed out of the tub, dried off, and left the bathroom.
"What package could possibly be more important than me?" Floro grumbled, splashing water onto herself in annoyance.
Twenty minutes later…
Illyco returned, carrying several boxes.
Inside were a new microphone, webcam, and game controller.
"Are you upgrading your streaming gear?" Floro asked.
"Yeah, I'm prepping for live streaming," Illyco replied while unpacking.
Floro had almost forgotten—Illyco's profession in this world was a VTuber.
Her channel name was: "Will White Jia Ran Fall in Love with Blue Taffy?"
…Though Floro still had no idea why Illyco chose such an abstract name for her avatar.
"What are you planning to stream? You're being pretty serious about it."
"There's that new game launching soon—I'll go live when it drops."
"What game?"
"I forgot the name, but I remember the main character's a black monkey."
Ah, Floro thought she knew which game that was.
She was actually pretty excited about it too.
"But you haven't streamed much lately, right?" Floro asked directly.
After all, she'd been with Illyco every day practicing new "poses"—she knew Illyco hadn't gone live at all.
"Doesn't matter. I'm not under contract anyway—stream when I feel like it."
Illyco's main income came from winning prizes in various competitions, both combat and intellectual.
Streaming was more of a casual hobby for her.
"Besides, there's been nothing worth streaming lately. Might as well skip it." Illyco shrugged nonchalantly.
Aww, that was a shame—Floro had been curious to see what kind of persona Illyco put on during streams.
Many VTubers acted completely different online versus offline, after all.
After finishing the setup, Illyco sat back down beside Floro and resumed scrolling through her phone, searching for more "interesting poses."
Her expression remained utterly blank.
"…Hey, Illyco?"
"What?"
"Don't always make that face. Wouldn't it be nicer to smile a little?" Floro admitted she preferred the rare moments when Illyco actually smiled.
Though Illyco almost never did.
"Think of something happy~" Floro suggested with a gentle laugh.
"I don't have anything happy to think about." Illyco's reply was blunt and immediate.
"How about we do something that'll make you happy, then?"
Floro already had plenty of ideas—there were so many fun things to do together when it was just the two of them.
Like playing games, eating snacks, drinking milk tea, or even… cultivating together on a soft, big bed.
"…Something that'll make me happy?"
"Mhm!" Floro nodded eagerly.
Illyco actually hesitated for a split second.
"Then… help me lick…" she whispered, voice barely audible—like a mosquito's buzz.
"What?" Floro leaned closer, confused.
Illyco, desperately trying to hide her blushing face and racing heartbeat, gripped the hem of her skirt with both hands…
…and slowly lifted it up.
Floro: She's going commando!! (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!
"Help me lick…"
Illyco turned her head away sharply.
Floro: …Huh? (°ー°〃)
Lick what?
Lick where?