The Daily Lives of Peroroncino and Bukubukuchagama - The Brother and Sister

Shirou always kept an open mind and was a companion for him whenever he wanted to fanboy and indulge in his perverted fantasies and hobbies without any fear of scorn or judgment from others. It was also he who cautioned Kazuto to never blur the line between reality and fiction. A lesson born out of care and concern for the young man, even if it meant giving him a little wake-up call or a knock on the head whenever Kazuto went too far.

It also seemed that Kazuto had completely forgotten about the time when Shirou mentioned having a girlfriend. Even though she tried calling out to him, he was so caught up in his crazy theories that he didn't even hear her.

"I've also noticed that he tends to hang out with the others a lot more frequently as well. Could it be… that he actually likes one of them?! But who? Tabula-san? No, it wouldn't make sense—not unless they're trying to throw everyone off! What about Warrior Takemikazuchi-san? They've been hanging around a lot recently. What if, it's Momonga-san?! They've been friends for the longest time. No, wait! What if it's Touch Me-san?! He's married, however, but what if Emiya-senpai doesn't care!? A forbidden romance!"

"Oh, great. Here we go again…" She groaned, recognizing that her brother was going to start on one of his insane babbles.

Chihiro couldn't help but cringe and shiver at his wild imagination and the harebrained nonsense he was spewing out. And now she'll have to deal with such rancid imagery in her head, thanks to him.

"Not that's there anything wrong with that!" He suddenly shouted, as if somehow Kazuto offended Shirou by implying that he wasn't into liking women.

"Emiya-senpai can like whoever he wishes! Even if he swings for the other team, I'll still be right behind him all the way!" He declared passionately, determination burning in his eyes at some ill-convinced imaginary insult. A clenched fist rose to the skies as if Kazuto were making a sacred vow.

'And now the conversation shifted wildly once again.' Chihiro thought, sitting there. Once again, she called out to him to no avail.

"Considering his looks, cool attitude, and everything else, I bet he got a ton of attention in the past. He's awesome and a total badass, but also super kind and sincere too! Chicks like those kinds of qualities, right? So I can totally see a bunch of girls going after him. I mean, no offense, sis, but senpai is the kind of man I can see who is a total chick magnet! You think he ever had girls fighting over him?"

As Kazuto continued his rambling on another wild topic, something hit her—a realization of sorts. As she reflected on his effusive praise of Shirou, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place. She felt a subtle twitching of her lips and struggled to suppress a rising sense of amusement. But as Kazuto persisted in his monologue, she could no longer contain herself from cackling underneath her breath. This managed to catch her little brother's attention.

"Oi, nee-san. What are you laughing at?" He asked.

"N-nothing…" She answered in a strangely happy and strained voice, her lips twitching into a smile. It looked as if the paraplegic sister was trying very hard to control herself from breaking out into laughter right then and there.

"There's no way it's nothing. Not with that face." He rebuked. "Come on, sis!"

"I've just noticed something. T-that's all." She answered vaguely. She was trying to hold it in, her shoulders hunching from the concealed giggles. But like a dam about to burst open, it wouldn't be long before she let loose.

"Come on, nee-san, just spill the beans already!" He pleaded.

'You ask for it.' Chihiro thought.

"You're gar for Emiya-san, aren't you?!" With nothing to hold her back, Chihiro laughed with unrestrained glee and amusement.

Hearing this, Kazuto's brain short-circuited for a few seconds. He was stunned by her words. That quickly changed once his sister's words hit him.

"W-what?! No, I'm not!" He blushingly denied it.

"Yes, you are. You're completely gar for him!" She laughed even harder.

Tears dripped down her cheeks from how hard she was laughing while Kazuto mimicked a fish, his mouth opening and closing to try and get a word in.

"F-for starters Y-you completely l-look up to him." She managed to get out in between breaths.

"O-of course I looked to Emiya-sanpai. You do as well, and so do the others!" He argued.

"Then there's the fact that you've constantly referred to him as 'senpai' ever since we met him all those years ago." She pointed out.

"W-well. He is our friend, and he did help with finally deciding what playstyle suited me best. Emiya-senpai taught me everything to be an archer and made me who I am today. I'm just paying him the proper respect!" Kazuto reasoned. His cheeks grew redder by the second.

"Ok, what about your blatant fanboying and support for Emiya-san, no matter the situation?" Chihiro brought up.

"That's just me giving him my support! Won't you do the same for a friend?" He fired back. His ears burned red as he felt his whole face light up in embarrassment.

"There's also counting the fact that you've always searched for or asked for him to either party up and play with. You're always looking for Emiya-san to hang out with him in one form or another." Chihiro contended, counting with her fingers for each point.

"I-I… well…" Kazuto stammered for a bit, before clearing his throat and answering back. "Well, since Emiya-senpai is stuck within YGGDRASIL, we should always try and hang out as much as we can, for that's all the time we can game out. There are times when the others can't be online, so I want to make sure he doesn't get lonely or anything." He answered, though it sounded like a flimsy answer, and they both knew it.

"Oh, and I'm sure you praising him for almost everything he does or says is also necessary. Be it fighting a boss solo, finding a dungeon or secret location, giving away Data Crystals, etc…" She listed.

"I…" Kazuto faltered slightly, and she took advantage of that opening.

"Not to mention the countless times in the past you've tried to get his attention or praise, by either showing off or doing something equally stupid or crazy." Chihiro continued without letting up.

By this point, Kazuto was completely and utterly trounced, and he knew it. He was unable to mount a proper comeback without having the argument used against him.

Kazuto was overwhelmed by a sensation of déjà vu as he found himself once again in another embarrassing situation. It appeared as though destiny had a twisted sense of humor, presenting the same coincidental topic that had earlier caused him to blush. Despite his best efforts to maintain his composure, Kazuto was unable to shake off the lingering feeling of embarrassment that permeated the air around him. It was as if he was trapped in some kind of time loop, condemned to relive the same awkward moment repeatedly. The first instance was with his girlfriend, and now his sister was trumping him at every turn and argument. To add insult to injury, the fact that the topic for both of them was the same didn't do him any favors.

"I'm not gay!" He shouted in frustration and embarrassment.

"There, there. It's ok, you know. It's the 22nd century, no one's going to judge you if you are." She playfully patronized him, clapping him on the shoulder as if to show him support.

Kazuto couldn't take it anymore. He let out a loud, frustrated groan and covered his face with both hands. He felt embarrassed and just wanted to disappear. As she watched on, an idea struck her. Her laughter died down as her smile took on an almost sadistic grin.

"I do have to ask one question." She asked, schooling her face to not give anything away.

Kazuto removed his hands and gave her a skeptical look. With a small and innocent smile, she said this.

"Am I going to have some competition?" She playfully teased, holding up a perfectly manicured hand to cover her mouth. Her haughty expression was almost unbearable, as if she were looking down on him despite his height advantage. The smug and self-satisfied smirk on her face exuded an air of complete superiority.

That was the final nail in the coffin.

"I do not like Emiya-senpai in that way!" He yelled.

Kazuto's face quickly resembled a ripe tomato. Chihiro's laughter returned in full force. She banged her hand on her wheelchair as she struggled to breathe from how much she was laughing.

Kazuto, on the other hand, said nothing, for he didn't trust himself to say anything else that might be turned against him. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked away, pouting all the way with a scarlet face as the peels of laughter from his sister rang in their apartment. It would take another minute before they started to die down.

"I needed that…" She said, wiping the tears of joy and laughter from her eyes.

"Oh, sure. Glad that I could help cheer you up at my own expense." Kazuto sarcastically replied and rolled his eyes.

Chihiro let out some residual chuckles and took deep breaths to calm herself. Getting it under control, she had only this to say.

"Still… thanks. I meant it, otouto." She said, complete gratitude evident in her voice.

Kazuto simply huffed, but he smiled nonetheless.

"Feeling better now?" He asked.

"Yeah…" She answered softly, her gaze turning back to the forgotten painting.

"Now that's taken care of, why don't we find a place to put him." He prompted.

Walking around, he pushed the wheelchair towards her room.

"I'm still serious about what I said, I need to get me one of those amazing paintings as well!" Kazuto said conversely.

"I'll see what I can do. Though you'll need to clear that pigsty of a room if you want to have a place to put a painting of this caliber in your room. Namely, those tasteless hentai posters you have plastered over your walls."

"I don't see what's exactly the problem. Besides, you don't hear me complain about your room. Not to mention, with the painting of Emiya-senpai surrounded by my other posters, it'll be as if he has his own harem!"

"Of course, you would think something as stupid as that."

"Oi, what's that supposed to mean?!"

"Exactly what I said!"

The two bickered back and forth in a verbal joust against one another's character, but the smile on their faces made it clear they were both having fun with it.

Inside Chihiro's room, she instructed Kazuto to the exact spot where she wanted the painting to be hung. He took his time adjusting the painting until it was perfectly positioned on the wall. The two siblings stood back and took a moment to admire it. There was a sense of satisfaction and pride in their work, and they both felt a small sense of comradery as they remained there, taking in the beauty of the painting and what it meant to them.

"It's not going to get any easier, you know." He said suddenly, filling in the comfortable silence. "Waiting, that is. Take it from me, waiting isn't going to make the problem or situation any better. If anything, it's only going to get worse as time goes on."

"Are you really giving me relationship advice?" She asked with a raised brow.

"Sis." Kazuto earnestly said. His face and tone were solemn, making her take it seriously as well.

Chihiro clamped up, but she said nothing.

He continued. "Sometimes you've just got to bite the bullet and do it. Even if the answer might scare you. That's what Emiya-senpai taught me when I was thinking of asking Reina-san out. And look at how that turned out."

"I know…" She said. Chihiro brought her hands together, wringing her hands as they trembled slightly as she admitted this.

"I'm not asking you to suddenly confess to Emiya-senpai right now, tomorrow, or even within a week. But what I am asking you is to make up your mind and choose. Or else you might regret not making it when you had the chance to. You can't pine over him forever, sis." He imparted, a surprising amount of wisdom in his words.

"It's ok to be scared, but you shouldn't let it make every decision for you."

"Of course, I'm scared." Chihiro let out. "I'm afraid that he might say no, and it somehow makes everything awkward for everyone within Ainz Ooal Gown. I'm even more afraid if he somehow says yes! I don't even know what to do if that somehow happens. I-I just… don't know…"

If Kazuto caught the trembling in her voice, he didn't comment on it. Instead, he kept quiet to allow her to collect her thoughts and bearings.

Chihiro remained silent, but turned her head slowly to glance across the room. Her desk stood there, with all her equipment and monitors neatly arranged. Her gaze drifted, falling upon a small, framed picture resting on the desk. Upon closer inspection, she recognized the same picture taken back when Ainz Ooal Gown conquered the Tomb of Nazarick. The photograph captured every member together, like one massive, happy family. Chihiro couldn't help but notice herself positioned close to her target of affection within the picture.

"I… like him. I do, more than I ever thought possible." Chihiro openly confessed. While her voice was soft and bashful, there was a layer of resoluteness in her words. "I know this is unrealistic and unfair, but I want to make it special. If—When I confess to him, I want to put everything into it. All my thoughts, feelings, and emotions. More than anything, I want to let Shirou know just how much he means to me! For everything that he's done for us." She announced.

Kazuto felt his chest puff out in pride. Now there was the sister he loved and admired. The one that would face the world head-on, no matter the challenge.

"And when that time comes, I'll be right behind you. All the way." He rested a hand on her shoulder with a gentle and supportive squeeze.

"Thank you, Kaz." Chihiro thanked him with a grateful smile.

"Always, Chi." Kazuto returned with one of his own.

The siblings fell into a peaceful and determined silence, the memories of their shared experiences etched deeply into their hearts. Through their struggles, they emerged stronger and more resolute than ever before, driven to make their dreams and aspirations a reality.

They say that life imitates art, and that couldn't be any truer for the sibling duo, represented by their YGGDRASIL player characters.

If there was one creature that embodies Chihiro perfectly, it would be the slime. Weak and unassuming, it mirrors her struggles.

A monster commonly depicted as the bottom feeders of any fantasy RPG, they were but stepping stones for those born with innate talent. Forever viewed as a weak race, no matter the game. Forever looked down upon by no real fault of their own.

Such was the life of the useless. Those left behind by the world. Those cursed by the cruel hands of fate. The destiny of Chihiro was one ripe for disappointment.

Yet, despite this stigma and harsh truth, she never folded to the crushing reality imposed upon her.

Nothing was set in stone, for the mightiest of mountains once started as no more than a stone.

She was determined to make the most of her situation, despite the challenges that lay ahead. Unable to walk or run, Chihiro chose to crawl, clawing at every obstacle that dared to cross her path. Refusing to remain complacent in a world that can be cruel, she found ways to adapt.

She was born paraplegic? That was why wheelchairs were invented. Unable to attend school? Online courses it was. Jobless? Voice acting. Every step of the way, Chihiro fought tooth and nail, never retreating. Chihiro faced it all with unwavering determination and undaunted spirit, until she imposed her own view on the world.

In an era where one's birth dictated one's future, whether that be a corporate slave or a CEO, she rejected that reality and substituted her own. When life pushed her down, she pushed back and rose to the challenge.

They called her [The Unsinkable Slime] when she donned her slime persona, but that alias was one born from her perseverance. People called her that because she never gave up, no matter what obstacles were thrown her way. She was like a wall of protection for her friends and allies, always standing strong against whatever life threw at her. And now, because of all her hard work and determination, she's become the person she was now.

Chihiro made a name for herself both within the virtual world of YGGDRASIL and the real world, showing everyone the strength of those they would proclaim useless.

Going from the weakest among the weak, to an unmovable force befitting of her job as a tank. Going from no one to someone, a voice actress and idol.

Kazuto was no exception either.

Birdmen, one of the Heteromorphic races with the innate ability to fly. Graced with the fortune of taking to the skies, they were free creatures. But a bird with clipped wings was forever to be grounded, prey to those who tore their plumage.

Kazuto was born privileged. His birth was one of pedigree and fortune. With above-average smarts and looks, he was destined for greatness. Or so it was expected of him. However, in this cruel world, he learned one of life's most crucial lessons: nothing in life was truly free.

A life of luxury and comfort, but at what cost? His freedom.

For, no matter how grand or splendid the illusion was, it was still a prison to him. Nothing more than a gilded cage.

He was to be a trophy son. Something that his parents can point at and brag about with their various business partners. Something to wash away the stain that his sister brought upon the family name.

He was a parrot for his master's belief.

Forever pulled upon strings that imitated the flight he was stripped of.

The taunt of unreachable freedom, however, could only fool another for so long.

Try as he could, he would always land and be grounded by those who held authority over him. Given a taste of freedom that would never last, he grew hungry for it. Hungry for the ability to unshackle himself from those who would crush him beneath their heels. Like any true creature of the sky, it was in their very nature to fly. Kazuto knew he could not and would not allow it to chain him. Soon, a chance appeared, and he took a leap of faith and spread his wings to soar higher than he had thought before.

Where Kazuto's sister learned to persevere, he learned to strike back.

They called him [The Winged King of Explosive Strikes] within YGGDRASIL. A sniper known for his unparalleled marksmanship, able to take down Players from two kilometers away with ease while flying through the air. With nothing but his own hands and ingenuity, he made a choice and carved out his own destiny.

To live as a docile pet or fight as a bird of prey.

He sharpened his once dull talons in weapons. With the ability to soar through the virtual sky and to lay waste to those who remained beneath him, Kazuto became an untouchable avian who claimed the earth and sky as his own. Never would he allow himself to be grounded by anyone else but himself.

It was this freedom of choice that mainly contributed to their growth and allowed the siblings to truly grow into their own.

The story of how Chihiro became a voice actress was one of complete accident. One day, she stumbled upon a recruitment advertisement for voice acting, which inspired her to try her hand. Her whimsical decision would lead her down the path of voice acting and help her discover a talent that would have remained buried had she remained complacent. For the first time in her life after escaping free from her parents, she found something where she truly felt comfortable, no matter her status, and gave it all. Despite the nature of her job, she grew to love and enjoy every moment of it—the good, the bad, and the embarrassing—and her efforts were rewarded, not only by allowing her to make a living doing what she loved and enjoyed but also by showing and proving to the world that her life wasn't inconsequential. Shown in part by her many adoring fans. Even if most of them were perverts who bought the H-games. But, hey! It was the thought that counted.

Kazuto, due to being so sheltered for nearly all of his early life, was rather naïve in many ways when it came to the world. It was thanks to this naivety that he one day happened upon something that would change his life forever. Through a series of mishaps, he had unknowingly stumbled upon something that would forever change his life: doujinshis and hentai. And from then on, his eyes were opened to a whole new world. One of erotic splendor and opulent pleasure. So different was it, so raw in its nature and essence to everything he once knew, Kazuto could not help but sink deeper within it. Something awakened in him, his inner pervert manifesting, leading him to become the massive but endearing pervert that he was. It was here that he saw it for what it truly was: Art. Just as Chihiro found her calling, so too did Kazuto. This awakening pushed him towards a path as a designer and artist.

The siblings carved an identity for them, discovering who they truly were in life.

For they were Kazuto and Chihiro Haruto.

The perverted artist and the crippled voice actress.

He, who soared and reached new heights, and she, who persevered and made her stand.

Brother and sister.

Peroroncino and Bukubukuchagama of Ainz Ooal Gown.

It didn't matter what or who they were called.

They were content with who they were. And they wouldn't give it up for anything in the whole world.

A fitting conclusion to end the matter.

But again, this was Kazuto née Peroroncino that's being discussed here. So, of course, he was bound to say or do something to ruin the moment.

"You know, Emiya-senpai has a clear view of your bed and can totally see you if you masturbate." He rather innocently pointed out.

In a sudden and abrupt manner, Kazuto shattered the peaceful ambiance with a forcefulness that could be likened to the way a hammer smashes a walnut. Needless to say, it was an absurd and ridiculous display.

Chihiro couldn't help but let out an audible groan of pain. If it were physically possible, she would have executed a perfect face fault in that moment. However, instead, she resorted to facepalming herself in frustration and disbelief.

"You just had to ruin it, didn't you? Couldn't have kept your mouth closed, could you?!"

"Nope~" He returned, popping the 'p' at the end with a cheeky grin plastered all over his face.

The kicker was that it was the truth. The painting hung from a wall that had a direct line of sight to her bed. So, there was some truth in his words. Combined with the painting's intense stare in that direction, it only further proved his point.

"I hate you." She stated.

Kazuto, on the other hand, let out a victory laugh, finally getting the metaphorical and literal last laugh from Chihiro and the situation. This earned him an elbow to the rib from his sister, but that did little to diminish his win.

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Sometime later, the two of them hopped onto YGGDRASIL, finding themselves situated within the confines of their guild's headquarters, The Great Tomb of Nazarick. Positioned in front of them were their respective NPCs, Shalltear, belonging to Peroroncino, and Aura and Mare, owned by Bukubukuchagama. Their tireless efforts, lasting for almost an entire month, consisted of an arduous combination of intricate designs, coding, programming, and settings, with only the final details remaining to be added before their completion.

YGGDRASIL was an amazing platform that gave the Players plenty of freedom to design their NPCs to their hearts content. Everything was customizable, from their appearance, abilities, and equipment to even giving them a backstory in the form of flavor text. The best part was that there was plenty of space for one to write down all their ideas, so they could let their creativity shine. Anyone could design their NPCs with a unique personality, quirks, and history that will bring them to life. It was a great way to indulge in one's imagination and make the game even more immersive.

The siblings had been at it for nearly two hours now, doing nothing but finalizing their NPC's backstory, personality, and flavor text to their specifications.

"How's your progress coming along, otouto?" Bukubukuchagama asked absentmindedly, not taking her attention away from the console.

"All done, actually!" He exclaimed. A smiling emoticon appeared over him.

Peroroncino sounded exorbitantly pleased with himself.

"I dare say, she's a masterpiece!" The golden archer praised, looking over the slender and petite form of Shalltear.

Bukubukuchagama paused and looked over to her brother's NPCs. She couldn't help but notice the vampire's ethereal beauty. Her porcelain-like skin, striking crimson eyes, delicate facial features, and slender body were truly stunning. Her exotic appearance and attire only added to her already mesmerizing nature. It was clear to Bukubukuchagama that the vampire was a sight to behold. However, that only proved what she was already thinking.

"She's a walking sex doll full of kinks and fetishes, isn't she?" The slime Heteromorph said, less of a question and more of a statement.

"Hey! What makes you say that?" Peroroncino hotly returned.

"Because it's you." She answered back succinctly, as if that was all the answer needed to explain everything, which, to be fair, wasn't entirely inaccurate.

"I… well. Ok, I'll have to give you that." The avian Heteromorph admitted it without much of a fight. "I don't see what's wrong, it's my creation after all. You don't see me criticizing your NPCs."

"Because I'm not doing something completely stupid with them." Was Bukubukuchagama's sardonic response.

"Which you're not telling us, myself included, either! Heck, for all we know, you could be writing in their lore and backstory that Emiya-senpai is their father and you as their mother. Or something equally as bizarre." Came the brother's response.

Peroroncino readied himself for his sister's comeback, but it never came. Confused and curious, he looked over at her to see that she had stopped typing. In any other situation, her sudden quietness would have been dismissed, were it not for the blushing emoticon unintendedly hovering over her head.

"No way…" He whispered in half surprise and half-ironic amusement. A semi-smug smiling face emoticon appeared above him, matching his own triumphant smile.

"You totally are!"

"S-shut up!"

He raced over to her side, and all the while Bukubukuchagama clutched and moved her console interface so as to not allow Peroroncino to read its content.

"Otouto! If you don't give up now, I will beat you over the head! Got that?!" She screamed in her serious voice.

"Ok, ok. Sheesh, no need to blow a gasket, sis. Although the cat is out of the bag, as they say." He joked, to which Bukubukuchagama growled at him.

As he glanced over at the NPCs, Kazuto to observe them closely, analyzing their every feature. The two dark elves before him took the appearance of young children, or at least, in human years, although he knew that elves often had much longer lifespans. Their clothing was impeccably tailored, fitting their forms perfectly. Where both of the elves wore a refined full-body suit with an embroidered vest, one of them wore sleek white pants while the other wore a demure skirt and stockings. The golden archer could only guess at their true gender as the pair of NPC were quite androgynous with their appearance and clothing.

Peroroncino peered into their eyes, catching onto the connection.

"Ohh, it's the eyes, isn't it?" He called out, gesturing to their eyes.

Indeed, both Aura and Mare had heterochromatic eyes. One of oceanic blue, and the other of emerald green. It was interesting to note how similar their eyes were to Shirou's own heterochromatic eyes of brilliant silver and molten gold. Additionally, his deep and smooth tan skin matched up well with the dark elves' own darkened skin. It was as if they were all meant to be together, united by their unique physical traits. The similarities continued when one considered that they, along with Shirou, were Humanoid compared to a majority of the other NPCs, who were mostly Heteromorphs.

"I'm no biology genius, but even I know that a human plus a slime doesn't exactly equal a dark elf." He illustrated this by raising both of his hands, one as if to represent a human and the other to represent a slime, and slammed them together. Peroroncino then opened them and gestured to the pair of NPCs.

Peroroncino took a jab in good fun. He had expected an equally fierce response from his sister, only for Bukubukuchagama to sigh disheartedly.

"I knew it was a stupid idea…" She lamented, her hands hovering over the console keyboard.

Peroroncino immediately recognized what she was about to do and rushed to stop her.

"Whoa, whoa! Easy, nee-san, no need to get rid of it! I was just teasing you, that's all." He insisted.

"What does it matter? It's my NPCs after all, so I can do whatever I want with them!" Bukubukuchagama returned, using the same counter-argument Peroroncino had made, now against him.

"Ok, ok. I get it. You're embarrassed." He raised his hand in mock surrender, placatingly. "How about this?"

Peroroncino raced back to Shalltear and the interface console before moving the both of them next to Aura and Mare. Bukubukuchagama internally arched a brow, curious as to what he was doing. He rapidly typed in something before making it visible for her to see. At the bottom of the veritable wall of text was a simple line.

"She is in mega love with Emiya."

Bukubukuchagama lifted her head and Peroroncino could feel the deadpanned glare of his sister baring into him.

"First of all, how does that relate to my issue? Secondly, you seriously used the word mega? Really?" She questioned him incredulously, especially his choice of words.

"Well, I figured since you wrote something relating to Emiya-senpai, I figured I should try and do the same as well." He gave his answer, although he was willing to admit on second viewing that Bukubukuchagama did have a point with the first question.

She said nothing and merely stared at him. Seeing that his endeavor wasn't working out, Peroroncino tackled the issue alternatively.

"Alright, I will admit I was a bit meanspirited, but I actually like what you did, sis. Just as I admittedly made Shalltear to my specifications, you shouldn't erase something you truly feel strongly about. Even if it's a bit of wish fulfillment. If anything, you should go for it, all the way! After all, isn't that why the devs allow us to create NPCs however we want to in the first place?" Peroroncino reasoned.

Bukubukuchagama said nothing, her hand still hovering above the keyboard.

"In a way, I kind of see them as you do as well, sis. These are our creations. We have the right and freedom to make them however we wish. If you want to roleplay with them and wish for you and Emiya-senpai to be the parents, then go for it! No matter what anyone says, it's your right. No one's going to judge you, especially me. I promise." He vowed.

After a moment of silence, she gave her answer.

"Alright, but if you ever tell anyone, especially Emiya-san, I will burn your hentai collection. All of them!" She promised, and she was serious as well.

"I promise! It'll be no one else's secret but our own." He quickly agreed, gulping at the sheer thought of his precious treasures being destroyed.

Bukubukuchagama nodded and got back to work. Peroroncino let out a sigh of relief and followed along. As they were working, a new conversation picked up.

"You still haven't completely explained why you said your NPC is in love with Emiya-san." She questioned.

"What? Afraid of some competition?" He teased.

She snorted derivatively. "Please. As if I would feel threatened by pieces of code. Also, don't avoid the question."

Peroroncino responded with a simple shrug of his shoulders.

"Honestly, it was a combination of everything I said and because I kind of felt like it. In a way, I want to show my appreciation for him. Since he's stuck in YGGDRASIL, I figured an NPC would be the next best thing. You know, like a companion."

"Which, again, I reiterate, is the walking embodiment of your kinks and fetishes. And you thought it would be a neat idea to 'gift Emiya-senpai' her?" She responded with a hint of derision.

"Well, when you put it like that..." He scratched the back of his head in slight uncertainty. "I figured even Emiya-sempai gets lonely sometimes. Maybe she'll keep him company when we're not around." He phrased it suggestively.

"Please. Unlike you, Emiya-san has some class and decency." Bukubukuchagama immediately dismissed his words with a huff without a second thought.

"Ehh, you'd never know."

As Peroroncino stepped back to allow his sister to do her own thing in peace, he looked back at the dark elf siblings.

'Emiya-senpai as the dad and sis as the mom, huh?' He mused, giving the idea some thought.

Behind the NPC siblings, his mind conjured up the image of Shirou and Bukubukuchagama in their YGGDRASIL avatars, standing behind them. Peroroncino chuckled under his breath at the thought of an endearing but dysfunctional-looking family. That only made it more charming in his eyes.

'I guess that also makes me their uncle.' He thought amusingly, inserting himself into the imaginary group right beside the two.

He comprehended his sister's intention thematically. Aura and Mare were created from her thoughts and desires and were crafted according to her whims and specifications. They were like their children, the NPCs. In that light, Bukubukuchagama's decision could be interpreted as her giving Shirou the respect he deserved.

The Humanoid Player had a helping hand in bringing the various NPCs of Ainz Ooal Gown to life. Whether it was a small contribution like helping to choose a creature or offering ideas to more involved approach where he provided insights into the NPC's abilities, powers, and inner workings. Shirou's dedication and expertise were invaluable to the other members, helping them build their NPCs from the ground up.

One of Shirou's more notable collaborations was with Peroroncino and his NPC, Shalltear Bloodfallen. The golden archer found himself undecisive in what to make for his NPC and sought his senpai's guidance in narrowing down the concept, and as always, Shirou agreed without hesitation. The two worked seamlessly together, and their collective efforts produced a fantastic creation that they were both proud of.

Curiously enough to Peroroncino, when he and Shirou were brainstorming on what NPC he should create, his senpai was extremely knowledgeable on a particular subject of monsters - vampires, or Dead Apostles as he called them. Peroroncino was intrigued by this term as he had never heard of it before. He even searched the Player-created monster index, which contains information about all monsters discovered in YGGDRASIL, but found no results for the designation. He ultimately decided to keep the name, as, in his opinion, it was a rather badass sounding name compared to just 'vampire'. Shirou offered some minor assistance in allocating stats and equipment, but everything else was left to Peroroncino's design for the NPC.

And thus, Shalltear Bloodfallen: The 29th Dead Apostle Ancestor, was born.

While on the topic of NPC building, Peroroncino was reminded of the time when Momonga was creating his NPC. Shirou had kindly offered to assist him, as he did with everyone else, but surprisingly, their skeletal Guildmaster had strongly objected. He seemed secretive and almost fearful about something, and he would deny any help offered. In the end, the matter was forgotten, and everyone moved on.

The two worked in silence, and within a few minutes, they were finished. On time too, as the wristwatch Bukubukuchagama had on beeped, her cutesy voice repeated that time was up.

"It's been two hours already? Man, time sure flies." Peroroncino commented while stretching.

Bukubukuchagama turned it off and returned the item to her inventory. With a swipe of her hand, she opened her menu and moved to log out. Before she logged out, the voice actress took one last look at her innocent-looking NPCs. A tingle of doubt returned to her at the last second.

"Maybe I should get rid of it…" She mused aloud.

"Hey, hey! Stop that thought right now." Peroroncino intervened, snapping his finger. "It's fine as it is, so there's no need to let it mess you up when it really shouldn't. After all, it's not hurting anyone. No one knows about it besides us, and potentially Momonga-san with his Guildmaster access, and even if he does discover it, he's not the type to blab." He reasoned.

"Besides…" His hand hovered over the logout button. "What's the worst that can happen?"

With those final words, Peroroncino logged out, leaving Bukubukuchagama contemplative for a few more seconds before logging out.

In an instant, she vanished into thin air, following her brother's trail, leaving the motionless NPCs behind. The air was still, and Shalltear, Aura, and Mare remained as they were, seemingly frozen in time. Although their eyes were vibrant and colorful, they appeared lifeless and dull, a simple illusion of their virtual lives. They remained that way until, for a fleeting moment, a spark of life flickered within their gaze. A glimmer of intelligence shone in their eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared, leaving them with their previous empty stare.

They say that even the smallest of ripples can make massive waves.

And no one, especially the siblings, were none the wiser as to what truly happened that day and what it meant for the future.

Author's Note:

The original idea and concept was mainly centering on Peroroncino, but as time went on I decided to incorporate Bukubukuchagama. Helping to foster the sibling dynamic and their own character growth. From almost the very beginning, I had an idea and a plan on how I wanted to write and characterize them as rarely have we seen any new idea or takes on these characters. Giving me carte blanche to try my hand at writing them.

- Back when this story was but nothing but a scramble of ideas. I knew from the beginning that I did not want Peroroncino to be the "Issei" of the story. The term is one I use colloquially to refer to any character whose only real prominent in a story is a massive pervert. In reference of course to the character of Issei of Highschool DxD for the same thing. We all know that Peroroncino is a pervert, but I wanted to dive in the how and whys. Rarely or if at all have I seen Peroroncino explored in other way as it's common to just defer to him as the perverted comic relief character. Yes, he's a pervert but I did not want it to be his sole defining characteristics.

Anyone can write an archetype, but I wanted to try and write a character.

There are many facets to him, which are sometime overshadowed by his known pervert nature. He's clearly an extremely capable player, both within Ainz Ooal Gown and within YGGDRASIL. His high ranking and min-max play style reflect this. I alluded to this in the previous chapter during the the fight with the Chimera boss where Peroroncino was able to come up with the plan to free Shirou and execute it rather flawlessly. Another clear example would be Shalltear herself. There's a reason very few within the Tomb of Nazarick will dare try and mess with her unless they know they could outright beat her. This indicates Peroroncino does know what he's doing when he gave her hard counters to the members of AOG.

It's the little thing that shows there's more to him, and I had wanted to try and put a unique spin on him, with this origin and backstory that I've created for him.

- The idea for having Bukubukuchagama being a paraplegic was actually inspired from another story with the same concept. [Nazarick in real world]. I thought the idea was a neat one so I decided to try my own take on it. In truth, I never really planned for any big ideas or concept for her unlike Peroroncino until much, much later. We know that she's a prolific voice actress, and her main trade is in H-games and erotica, so I decided to try and connect the two ideas, their origins, the idea of having her in a wheelchair and connect it to what we know of her in canon. As I was thinking on what to do, I thought of their player avatar and how they perfectly could represent and fit in with my ideas for the two characters.

Hence the allusions and motif found in the chapter.

- Bukubukuchagama being unable to use her leg, thus she's viewed as all but useless in the eyes of the world and Japan. Mirroring the status of slimes in games and media as monsters that are always been looked down upon and viewed weak, or beginner fodder in the genre. The connection being that she plays as a slime Heteromorph. And similar to her play style in game, as Ainz Ooal Gown's premier front-line tank, known in canon to be able to defend almost anything. I wanted that connect that back into her origin, showing a strong and fiery and unyielding spirit. Working into the idea of her confining to a wheel chair which also connects to her becoming a voice actress in this context.

- The same goes with Peroroncino. The motif and symbolism of a cage bird connecting back to his origin as a child of rich and influential parents that saw him as something to mold him into rather than an actual person. Coming from the idea of helicopter parents; the belief that such autonomy and choice are needed. The caged bird in the gilded cage symbolism isn't a unique idea but I felt it fitted perfectly with Peroroncino's avian player avatar. When he ran away, he broke free of his cage and took a leap of faith. Now, he was his own man, no longer burdened or forced to be someone he's not. The allusion of Kazuto being a beast of flight fitted more into the idea of how he became a pervert. Afterall, everyone was like that at one point. Naive and innocent until we made that accidental or faithful discovery into the "adult entertainment" world. Showing that he flew and reached never before seen heights in a way.

I know I'm not exactly being original in their names, but I tried make them thematic as well if only for the fun of it.

Kazuto (和仁: meaning Harmony)

Chihiro (The Romanji meaning Seeker)

Haruto. (大翔: meaning Great Flight)

And with that, that'll be the end of this chapter. Hopefully this doesn't disappoint many of you whom want the story to continue, especially after the previous chapter climatic ending. The interludes help to give me a bit more breathing room, and while there's still at least two more confirmed chapter I hope to still make them interesting and engaging. After near back to back chapters with spectacle fighting. It nice to write a rather slow stake, and fun introspective. I especially had plenty of fun writing the banter of Peroroncino and Bukubukuchagama.

Thank you again for reading. Please, rate and review if you enjoyed it, or if you have a comment or question you'd like to ask.

See you all in the next chapter!