It's time for Blanc to have her turn in the spotlight.
About you: You live in Lowee's basilicom and have a secret talent to do with singing. You and Blanc share a common interest in novels and are close friends, but you want it to be more than that. So when night falls, you plan to tell her how you feel...through the power of your voice.
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You were humming away whilst writing a few words on an empty lyric sheet, for you were currently going over song ideas and there was a good reason for it.
You can remember when you first moved to Lowee when you were looking for a job with the Basilicom, but what you were given was unexpected. Not only did you meet with the nation's CPU herself, but you had a singing voice that sounded beautifully to Blanc.
So here you were, now living in the basilicom along with Blanc and her twin sisters, Rom and Ram who likes to pull pranks or throw books at you. The reason why you were humming and writing a song of sorts was because one night, Blanc had returned after attending a party that took place on Leanbox.
You were the first to welcome her back, but she sighed and wanted some time alone. You wondered what was wrong with her until you had an idea, maybe you could write a song to cheer her up.
The ides however were interrupted by the slight rumbling of your stomach.
"Hmmm, guess I could put this aside for now." You said. "Off to the kitchen it is."
You left your room and made your way to the kitchen when you found Mina, Lowee's oracle already there.
"Oh, afternoon, (Y/N)." Mina greeted. "Are you looking for Blanc?"
"Well, more or less." You answered. "I'm just a little hungry right now."
You checked the cupboards and found a few things to make yourself something since it was lunchtime. Once you were done with lunch, you went back to your room. But along the way, you saw a door open to reveal Blanc coming out who closed the door behind her. You looked at her to notice that something wasn't right with her.
"Blanc." You said as you hugged her. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, (Y/N)." She answered quietly, hiding her face to avoid showing her blushed face.
You could tell that it wasn't nothing. "Please tell me what's wrong."
She shook her head. "I'm telling you, it's nothing."
You wanted to push the subject further, but stepped aside and watched her walk whilst rubbing her eyes. Clearly there was something wrong, but Blanc didn't seem to want to open up. Maybe someone else knows about the issue.
You walked to another apart of the basilicom, a huge playroom where Rom and Ram would most likely be. When you went inside, you felt a slight sense of an incoming attack. You moved your head to one side, avoiding an incoming book that was thrown at you.
"Awww, I missed." Ram moaned. "That's so lame."
"Uhhh, throwing a book isn't lame." You responded. "And I appreciate it if you'd stop doing that everytime you see me."
"Can't we be nice to mister (Y/N) for once?" Rom asked.
"That's a good question. Anyways, do you two know what's up with Blanc?"
Rom put a finger on her chin. "Uh huh, I remember Blanc saying something yesterday."
"Oh, you're talking about the birthday party." Ram added. "It sucks that we couldn't go."
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"So, you don't know what happened there?" You asked.
"Not at the party, but after that." Rom answered. "She looked...sad."
"Right." You pondered. "Why was she sad, cause that's what I'm trying to find out."
Ram hummed. "Hmm, I think she said something not being happy with her body."
"But she's wrong, me and Ram love her the way she is."
You started getting an idea of what happened. Someone probably made fun of her...lack of endowment...and it sort of hurt them mentally. This won't do, you wanted to cheer her up and tell her that she doesn't need to think about changing her body. You suddenly thought of possible lyrics you could write with, then came with a idea of your own.
"I see, well then, why don't you leave it to me." You said.
"What are you going to do?" Rom asked.
You smiled. "Get your elder sister's smile back."
Ram giggled. "That's so cheesy, but meh, as long as you don't make her sad."
"I won't let that happen." You held your arms out. "I'll make Blanc feel like she's the best around."
Rom and Ram got up and you hugged them both before leaving thier room and going back to yours, it was time to resume with a new song you were going to work on.
*Time Skip, brought to you by a chibi Blanc reading a book.*
The night had arrived and you had just finished dinner with Blanc, Rom and Ram as the four of you sat around table. Sitting next to Blanc made you feel happy but also a little nervous. Over time, you had grown fond of the Lowee goddess and thinking back to how sad she was made you feel like you want to be there for her.
Perhaps care for her, maybe even love her. But the fact that she was a CPU and that you were a normal person made you hesitant to ask her, but that was going to change tonight.
"Say Blanc." You said. "I got asked to take part in a talent show at the Lowee FireWall, the restaurant bar that opened last week. I was thinking if you'd wanted to come along with me."
"Hm?" Blanc looked at you. "A talent show?"
You looked away slightly. "Yeah, it wouldn't be the same if you weren't there for me."
Although it was faint, you could sense a hint of redness on Blanc's cheeks. "If you want me there, I'll go with you."
"Thanks."
"Oh, oh, oh, could we go too?" Ram asked.
"We have homework for miss Mina, remember?" Rom reminded.
"Awww, that's so boring..."
"It's not boring, Ram." Blanc said. "It's supposed to make you smarter for when you become CPUs someday."
"But we're not like normal people and we're gonna be kids so there."
"Now now, settle down." You intervened. "Anyways, we have to go in a few minutes."
"Okay." Blanc replied.
As you got up to get ready, you changed into your winter clothes since Lowee was incredibly cold at night, but you didn't mind that for there was a saying you once learnt. Cold hands, warm heart. Something that resonated with you perfectly based on how warm you feel when you're with Blanc despite the coldness of the land. After grabbing the lyrics sheet you finished writing on, you hid it away in your pocket and left your room to rejoin with Blanc who was waiting outside the basilicom.
