Chapter 238. [ASMR (Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response)]

Upon returning to Japan, I arranged to meet with Ilyena.
More accurately, I returned to Japan to coincide with our meeting schedule.
Surprisingly, the meeting place was quite close to my house.
Ilyena seemed extremely nervous, but the feeling was mutual.

I returned the greeting with a trembling voice. Oh no, I’m meeting my crush face-to-face again.
But, since we’ve met. There’s no turning back.
For now, let’s see.

After shaking hands, I got quite a reaction.
Wait, what!? Seems like I’ve unconsciously picked up American customs too.
Over there, it’s normal to shake hands with someone you’re meeting for the first time, so I did it reflexively.
On the other hand, Iryeena might have had fewer opportunities for physical contact due to being immersed in Japanese culture.

Suddenly, I noticed someone staring at us through dark lenses.
I could interact better thanks to Ilyena hiding her face with sunglasses and a mask. But still…

Ilyena let out a breath that seemed neither relieved nor disappointed.
As she did so, her silver hair spilled from her hat, gently brushing her cheek.

Her beautiful hair seemed familiar to me. No, it couldn’t be!
It’s our first meeting with Iryeena, of course!

So, following Ilyena’s lead, we arrived at.
***

Stepping inside the house, it was unexpectedly simple and clean, contrasting with its exterior.
Apparently, they refurbished it with the money earned from VTuber activities as a thank-you gesture to our relatives.
They are elderly now, so they made it barrier-free.

Ilyena’s house was within walking distance, practically in the same school district.

Opening the door with a solid sound unique to soundproof rooms, I was surprised to find a surprisingly simple room.
Except for the extravagant setup around the PC, typical of streamers.

Turning around, Ilyena was standing in front of the closet as if blocking it.
It seemed like she was implying there was something hidden.

Although blatantly being diverted, I had no hobby of prying into others’ secrets.
Except for maybe an ARG!

Seems like there’s no escaping.
As we prepared, time flew by, and then the moment arrived.
***
“‘My words reach you~’. It’s translation girl Iroha.”
“‘Dobroho Ranko~’. Hello, everyone… it’s Ilyena.”
≫Hello~!
≫Doburoho Ranko!
≫Wow, it’s Iroha-chan’s ASMR stream!
I greeted in a whispering voice, unlike my usual self.
I didn’t dare to speak in my normal voice in this situation.
The expensive mic was that sensitive.
I had heard the pointers from Iryeena beforehand, and I didn’t want to break it.
“Phew… I never expected this to happen.”
≫!?!?!?
≫Iroha-chan’s breath got me shook
≫I-Iroha… are you always this seductive!? (US)
Oh, I forgot!? This is ASMR already!?
Wait, I just sighed!?
Hey, I think the wrench is visible now.
I didn’t want acquaintances to see this stream!