Rin

MONDAY, 11:00 P.M.

You were in your bedroom, peaceful, serene, but inevitably euphoric as you listened to one of your favorite Kagamine Rin songs sing in a live. It was one of those songs you couldn't get out of your head, no matter how many times or how much time passed, you adored it every time the instrumental played in your headphones. Rin's voice was sweet, and her hologram reflected on your screen was the only glow illuminating the darkness of the rest of your room.

Sitting at your desk, your eyelids closed almost unconsciously, letting the music penetrate your mind until you hummed the lyrics, or at least what you knew of it—your Japanese wasn't good at all. But there was no one to hear you, just you and the tranquility of your safe little world.

With one leg on top of the other, one of your feet made a movement that matched the rhythm of the melody Rin was singing. You knew this song by heart, yes, you recognized it very well. And while you were distracted by this, you didn't notice the sudden flash that your computer began to emit. The screen, with its steady glow, seemed to grow brighter, gradually illuminating the entire room like an ethereal flash of lightning. It was at that instant, when the glow grew so powerful, forcing you to open your eyes, that you realized what was happening.

With an expression somewhere between confusion and panic, you stepped back a bit, moving your face away from the screen until a sort of luminous burst came out of your electrical device, causing you to stagger back abruptly from the blinding light, falling from your chair straight to the floor with an audible noise as you covered yourself with your arms in front of your face.

On the other hand, that flash disappeared as quickly as you saw it, and that lighting that even stood out from your entire bedroom suddenly gone, leaving you in complete darkness again. It took you a while to regain your composure, blinking a couple of times and lowering your hands slightly, only to find yourself faced with an unexpected vision.

"Ouch! My head... Hm? What is this place?" Rin mumbled, one hand holding the side of her head as she looked around seemingly awkwardly, not recognizing the place, not knowing where she was. Lying on the floor just like you, she sat up, sitting upright as she searched for signs of any presence here, until her colorful blue eyes fixed on you. "Oh! You there! Who are you? And why am I here?"

You couldn't believe it—Rin, Kagamine Rin, was in your room, so real, so... alive. If it took you a while to process that light that strangely appeared on your laptop before, this would probably take you a few months to understand.

Rin, on the other hand, crept towards you, slowly crawling until she was slightly within your personal space, trying to get a better look at you through the darkness of your room, tilting her head to the side childishly.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? You look very, very scared." she said, her cheerful tone not at all in keeping with the situation, but judging by her expression, she seemed just as confused as you.

FRIDAY, 9:00 A.M.

And then? It had been a couple of days since Rin started living with you, and you still hadn't processed the situation at all. Ever since she arrived here, emerging from your laptop screen like an ethereal but living entity, you'd wondered whether you should be grateful or worried, since the poor girl had no idea about many of the things normal people did.

Although your surprise was evident at first, you refused to leave her alone in this intolerable world. Obviously, you weren't going to kick her out of your house. First, because she was Kagamine Rin, the virtual singer you admired and loved the most. Second, her lack of knowledge made her so vulnerable out there, where there were all kinds of perverts people. You were just trying to protect her, of course.

And luckily for you, she actually managed to adapt quite well to the environment. Even in such a short time, she learned quickly. Something you were immensely grateful for, since you didn't want to rack your brains teaching her such simple things over and over again.

Now? Resting peacefully in the comfort of your sheets, the beep of an alarm on your nightstand pulled you out of your sleepy state. That annoying noise forced you to wake up little by little, half-opening your eyes and squirming slightly against the mattress only to find yourself facing the other figure, a body that shouldn't have been with you. It was Rin, who was clinging to your form like a koala to a sapling, her arms firmly wrapped around your waist and her cheek pressed against your chest tightly.

Despite having allowed her to have your room for herself while you could sleep on the couch in your living room so as not to disturb her privacy, she seemed reluctant about that decision. She practically forced you and dragged you into your bed to sleep with her, and well, it's not like you were complaining about it.

Or maybe you were. This made you wonder if Rin simply wanted to use you as her personal stuffed animal because of how tightly she squeezed you during the night, clinging to you so tightly that it sometimes left you breathless, but it was cute, I guess.

"Ugh, turn it off." she mumbled softly. Her figure, clad in the pajamas you personally provided for her so she could rest, shifted in obvious annoyance, pressing herself closer to you. You knew she was referring to the noise from your phone, so, as best you could, you reached out to grab the device from your nightstand and turn off the annoying noise. With that, she seemed to sink back into a state of deep wakefulness, returning to sleep.

How would you get her off of you? It would be a challenge, since Rin seemed very comfortable against you, and she didn't want to let you go anytime soon. Although you know you couldn't stay snuggled up with her all day between the sheets like this, it would be easy for Rin.

SUNDAY, 1:00 P.M.

Bath time was something important, a daily habit that any human being, at least with consistency, would adopt, unless, of course, you were like Rin and seemed to refuse to take one with an insistence that started to frustrate you.

Of course, she justified it by saying that in her world that didn't happen, that none of the Vocaloids you knew needed to do that kind of thing. Bath time didn't exist for her, but it did for you, and in this world too. So, you dragged her with you to the shower, opening the door and revealing a spotless room, in shades of white and blue, with a perfectly maintained marble floor and a completely intact sink and tub.

With the lights on, you closed the door and walked over to turn on the faucet near the tub, letting the water run as it slowly filled the entire surface. Rin, on the other hand, looked at you with a mixture of annoyance and resignation. It seemed that no matter how many times you explained that this was important for her well-being, she just didn't get it. So, like the good caregiver you are, you took it upon yourself to offer her a helping hand with the bath, fearing that she wouldn't be able to do it alone due to her lack of habit.

Indicating for her to take off her clothes, she looked at her own figure with a confused expression, but blindly trusting your words. After all, you were the one who welcomed her into your home and taught her all the basics she needed to know; the least she could do was disobey you. Her hands moved skillfully to remove her signature outfit, her cheeks puffed out and her eyebrows arched deeply downward.

"I don't understand why humans have to take a bath. Len never taught me about that! We didn't need to, you know?" she related, the sounds of her clothes being shed from her body the only audible thing inside the bathroom. Ah, and her endless protests. "I know you said it's because of my body odor, but in my world, my smell was completely normal!"

When she removed all her clothes, she finished with the last layer—her large white bow on her head, connected to a pair of distinctive, futuristic headphones. She pulled it out of her hair, carefully placing it next to the sink, right on a table with the rest of her discarded clothes. Her pale complexion looked almost ethereal, perfectly cared for. The curves of her body, though slight, accentuated every perfect point, and her breasts were colored with those pink peaks; they were neither too big nor too small, just the right size.

That tempting vortex between her legs also stood out, attracting your attention like a curious child for a moment when you turn to look at her. Rin had her wrists resting on her hips, looking at you expectantly for you to tell her what she should do next. You never imagined seeing your favorite virtual singer like this; it was uncomfortable, it made you feel a little ticklish. But it was all to help her, right?