A certain rest day. Miku was in her room making a phone call. The other party was a female manager that was in charge of Miku's administrative affairs. Due to the ban of making a television appearance had been lifted, they had been keeping in contact significantly more than usual. "——Ah, that's right. Since the ban is being lifted I want to take the chance to create that. It should be something called a blog. I've been interested in that for a long time now. ......Eh? Nothing will go wrong——, I know my limits even if you didn't tell me. I'll just write something about work, put up some photos of my cooking, couple shots with Darling and the like......ah? What do you mean I can't? Eh? Darling is Darling......Haa, I'll make my fans angry? That sort of thing, just let them do what they want." After that, her manager started yelling into the receiver with an extremely loud voice. Miku could only sigh in helplessness.
"......Fine fine, I got it——. I'll give up on the blog. I'll just try that then. I'll make a Twitter account then. ......Eh? Uuuh, are you treating me like an idiot? Of course I know how to use it. ......Eh? You're asking about what I'm going to write? I'm going to write about going shopping with Darling, about the cute side of Darling, the pictures of me and Darling kissing and......eh? That's no different from just now? Even worse? Haa......this is harder than I thought." At that, Miku suddenly widened her eyes. "Well then, how about photos of me playing with female friends then? Yes, she is super cute——. Yes, her name's Shiori-san. ......I can't. Shiori-san is a friend only to me alone. ......Fufu, if that's the case then I can think about this. Right, alright. Then goodbye——" Saying that Miku hung up. Her body that had sunk into the sofa, slowly stood up. "Well now......all I got to do is to ask Darling for the measurements of his clothing——" Miku licked her lips, walking out of the room while humming a tune.
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