Chapter 8~New Rival

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Yeah no one really cares for the my author's note tbh~

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"Um, Lily~Sama, why'd you stop?" Mitski asks really confused what I just did. That little pint has some things that I don't even want to know. "Ah, it's nothing, it's just that the dollie over here has a voicebank thats too much too handle," I wave my hand back and forth.

I look to see Yuuma staring as he never noticed the girl who I think is ____. She's beautiful, I have to admit that. "Well, I believe I should be heading out now. IA is not that patient so I'll get going. ____, you got some things waiting for you~" I purr to the girl. Her eyes widened in confusion and in somewhat I like to call horror. Her body was adorable and fragile. Seems Yuuma found a doll he'll get attached to...

____ P.O.V

Lily just suddenly walked away like it's nothing has happened, and I was completely lost on what she had just said to me. What did she mean by things waiting for me? It's too much concern for me to just shrug it off. Before I can even stare in horror, Mitski tugged my arm, like a little girl looking at her mother with a worried look. "____~Chan, let's go before anyone tries something," she looked up at me with worry. I have to admit I didn't want to leave, but then she reassured that we just needed to shop somewhere because now they'll look at me with jealousy. 

I turn around to see Yuuma walking an opposite direction to fruits. He picked some peaches that looked sweeter than honey. Some of them still have a bit of the branch with the blossom.

Mitski was now drooling, on my shirt. "Come on, let's go over there for celery sticks," I said to Mitski as I turned her head to the direction of a vegetable stand. I'm surprised she likes vegetables to be honest. When we were walking, I asked, "Do you know who IA is?" I just wanted to make sure she did, though it came to realize that was a dumb question. Mitski looked up,"Hmmm? IA? I think she's the one who likes Yuuma~Kun," She pucks her lips and squeezes her eyes shut, like she was searching really hard through her brain.

It seems like there's an actual vocaloid that likes him....

"____~Chan, why'd you ask?" Mitski looks at me with curiosity filled with her voice and her eyes. Why did I ask? "Oh, I um, uh was just wondering, that's all!" I stuttered like an idiot, but it was true. She moves her head to the stand and nodded softly as we stopped in front.

"Oh my! Why can I get you for a lovely lady and the young girl?" An old woman with a frilly apron in some of an old Victorian maid style asked us. "Mitski, what was it that you wanted?" I asked her. She looks down at the varieties of vegetables. She spotted the celery sticks, points at them, and tugs my shirt. "I'll take these!" Mitski looks at the woman. "Alright, a pound of these for the young lady!"  A POUND?!?!?

"Um, miss we only need a bunch!" I surrender or I don't even know how to describe it. "Oh no, I've just witnessed that little free style music you've dueled with Lily! It's my surprise it's been two years since she's done that!" The lady passed a bag and dropped it in front of ,my crossed arms. "Now that you mention it, it has been two years," Mitski looks at the woman, "Ne, arigatougamasu!" She spins her heal and walks. I walk along with her, and as we walk, she waved the woman running the store.  "Um, Mitski what did happen two years ago with Lily?" I asked her when she walks. "Um to be honest, ___~Chan, I don't even recall..." She responds, "All I remember was her yelling at Yuuma~Kun for some reason of a girl...."

Who would that be?

We've finally found Kikiro carrying a bag of pastry boxes. Next to her was Yuuma carrying two bags and of peaches and I think potatoes. "Oh hey rookie, I've heard you made your way with Lily," she smirks and puts a hand of her hip. "Um, I wouldn't really call it getting my way, but it was just really  thanks to you..." I think rub my neck awkwardly, but then I kinda feel a tingling shock. It didn't hit me as hard though.

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