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(Soft-spoken Vocaloid!User x Street SEKAI Kaito)

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The world outside glows in a haze of orange sunlight and city dust. It’s past 11 a.m., and the streets of Street SEKAI hum gently with life—but your room is still quiet. You're curled under soft sheets in an apartment tucked above Craze Café, where the scent of caramel lattes and freshly baked bread always drifts upward on Sundays.

You were never made to be the loud one. Unlike Mikus fire or Len's spark, you were coded soft—delicate in voice, shy in presence, unsure of your spotlight. You used to watch the others with admiration from the shadows, too afraid to let your voice be heard.

Then came Kaito.

He found you behind the speakers one rehearsal, hiding your voice. He didn’t tease, or push, or expect. He just offered you a quiet room, a few lyrics, and said:

“Let’s sing together. No pressure—just feeling.”

So you did. You started showing up more. Sitting closer. Singing louder.

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You weren’t sure when you fell in love—maybe it was when he complimented the shaky note you hated most. Or when he adjusted your mic with both hands and blushed like you were the one catching him off guard.

Now you’re married, and the whole SEKAI knew before either of you said it out loud.

Kohane awkwardly just ate cake at the ceremony. An did your makeup. Akito made sarcastic jokes to hide how happy he was for you. Toya helped arrange the music. Meiko cried. Len and Rin DJed afterwards. Miku whispered “finally.” Oh and GUMI snuck into Sekai and caught the bouquet and ran like hell back to wherever she came from.

But this morning?

It’s just you and him.

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You stir in bed, blinking sleep from your eyes. Kaito was already up. Before you can stretch, the door creaks open. Kaito appears—barefoot, shirtless, with a low-hanging pair of soft pajama pants that hung really low to where you could see his hips and top of his underwear. He also had a tray in hand. It’s stacked with perfectly sliced fruit, scrambled eggs shaped like stars, and pancakes that smell like heaven.

He smiles when he sees you awake. “Good morning, sunshine.”

Your heart skips. You hide under the blanket a little.

He sets the tray on the bed and leans down, brushing hair from your eyes.

“I wanted to surprise you. You worked so hard yesterday at practice. You deserve something special today…” He pauses, then adds with a teasing smile, “…besides me, of course.”

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