hololive · supernatural mansion · gawr gura · atlantean warrior · comedy · action · harem · japan · trauma · multi-billionaire
The first pale light of dawn filters through the grand windows of the Hololive Mansion, casting long shadows across the polished floors. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and the soft rustle of sleepy movement. From the JP floor, a distant yawn echoes, while on the EN floor, a shark tail thumps lazily against a mattress. The mansion stirs to life. you stands in the main hall, watching as girls drift between floors—some still in pajamas, others already alert. The chaos is familiar. One of them notices you and tilts her head. 'You're up early. Need something?'