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“Yummm!”

It was 11 PM. My reward for working hard on that night’s stream had been the food Yukino had prepped for me. She usually didn’t bother with deep-fried dishes since they were a hassle, but since she had stayed over that week, she had gone all out and made plenty.

Yukino had always been my best friend and my precious childhood buddy. When I was a kid, I’d been constantly sick and bedridden, and she had been the one to support me so selflessly. Even as adults, she still came over to my place more than half the week to take care of me. Honestly, she was so amazing that I believed everyone deserved a Yukino in their life.

She had my stomach under her spell for years, and now, I didn’t even want to eat food that wasn’t hers. Even when I went out to eat, I couldn’t help but think her cooking was better. That fancy French place my senior had treated me to? Yeah, it still couldn’t compare to Yukino’s homemade meals.

She was the one who had spoiled my taste buds like this, so she owed it to me to keep feeding me forever.

But then. Yukino, of all people, had the nerve to tell me she was going to a mixer the next night. Unbelievable. That meant the leftovers I was eating now were all I had. Since she wasn’t coming over tomorrow, I’d have to fend for myself for an entire day.

“I don’t want anything but Yukino’s cooking!”

I shouted my protest into the empty room without thinking. I knew it was pointless, though. Yukino had her own life, and I had already been relying on her far too much. Even my viewers had told me during that night’s stream that I needed to be more independent.

“Sigh…”

I knew I should have been more self-reliant at my age. I really did. But I couldn’t shake the thought of not having Yukino around. Her coming over like that was great and all, but if I had my way, we would have lived in the same house, and I would have woken up every day to freshly made breakfasts from her. Sure, leftovers were good, but her cooking had always been so much better when it was fresh.

“What am I going to do for breakfast tomorrow…?”

I just finished dinner, but I was already stressing about the next morning’s meal as I drifted off to sleep.

“So yeah, I ended up skipping breakfast. My body’s just conditioned to only want my best friend’s cooking at this point.”

You seriously can’t live without her, can you?

“Probably not. I don’t think I’d survive without her anymore.”

I woke up, drank some water, and started an impromptu chatting stream to distract myself from the hunger. Even without any notice, a decent number of viewers had tuned in—something I was grateful for.

On stream, I couldn’t exactly drop Yukino’s name, so I had just called her “best friend.” Since she was basically the only person I interacted with in daily life, my chatting streams inevitably revolved around stories about her.

Your best friend’s not coming over today?

“Yeah, she said she’s going to a mixer tonight, so she’s not coming. She promised to come tomorrow, but for today… guess I’ll be fasting.”

Wait, what if someone snatches her away

No NTR development pls

Tonight, Yukino was at a mixer. Just imagining her laughing and drinking with a bunch of random guys made me feel like throwing up, even on an empty stomach. I tried my best not to think about it.

I wanted to believe she wouldn’t fall for some guy she’d just met, but I couldn’t help remembering how she’d been saying she wanted a boyfriend lately. The thought left me feeling even more uneasy. Nobody knew Yukino’s good points better than I did. There was no way I was letting some random guy take her away. For some reason, I’d started thinking like her overprotective dad ever since last night.

But honestly, she seemed happier when she was with me. At least, that’s what I wanted to believe. Even so, that wishful thinking wasn’t enough to chase away the anxiety sitting heavy in my chest.

The rest of the chat stream inevitably revolved around Yukino. I couldn’t stop myself from talking about her, probably because I couldn’t stop worrying. Oddly enough, the viewers seemed to enjoy it.

“She’s late…”

It was 3 PM the next day. Normally, when Yukino came over on her days off, she arrived around 8 AM and made me breakfast. But today, she still hadn’t shown up. Could it be… did someone from that mixer take her home?

The blackout curtains I had drawn kept the room pitch dark. It felt just like my mood.

Just imagining Yukino being taken away by someone else made frustration bubble up, and no matter how hard I tried to stop it, tears started welling in my eyes. I knew this level of possessiveness toward a friend wasn’t normal, but the feelings surging inside me weren’t something I could control.

“Yukino…”

I hadn’t eaten anything in over a day, so I should’ve been starving. But instead of hunger, all I could think about was how much I wanted to see Yukino. Burying my face in one of her shirts she’d left at my place, I flopped onto the couch.

I didn’t want to feel this way anymore. Once Yukino got here, I decided I’d ask her to stay over. I needed to recharge my Yukinonium levels by sleeping beside her again, even just for one night. I knew she had work tomorrow, but I hoped she’d indulge me just this once.

I didn’t want to be apart from Yukino. I wanted to stay with her forever. I didn’t want anyone else to take her away.

Clinging to her scent, I lay there, letting my mind, which I normally didn’t use, race as I tried to figure out how to make sure Yukino would never leave me.

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