Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

Mi Ye tiptoed downstairs.

The wooden stairs creaked very faintly beneath her feet, and she would pause for a moment after each creak to make sure she wasn't disturbing anyone.

The corridor was dark, and the morning light filtering through the stained glass windows carried a thin layer of grayish-blue hue, immersing the entire building in a steady, rhythmic breathing.

Korika's sleep-talking voice came through the door of her second-floor dormitory, muffled and indistinct, as if she were arguing with someone about whether to add pearls or coconut jelly to her milk tea.

She didn't turn on the lights in the hall.

Using the dim light from her phone screen, she made her way to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and the cool white interior light illuminated her face and her messy, dandelion-like hair.

The refrigerator was neatly stacked with several rows of food, the most eye-catching of which was the chocolate cake that Flores had made yesterday afternoon. There were still three pieces left, carefully sealed with plastic wrap, and the glossy chocolate sauce on the surface shone with an enticing dark brown hue under the refrigerator light.

Miya carefully pulled out a piece, covered it with plastic wrap again, closed the refrigerator door, and tiptoed upstairs.

As she passed by Flores's room, she deliberately tiptoed, like a cat that had stolen a fish.

Back in the room, I closed the door behind me and placed the chocolate cake on the corner of the table.

Sit down, take a deep breath, then turn on your computer and open the MikuFans live stream backend.

The cover photo features the chibi-style maid for whom Flores added a touch of blush last night. She's tilting her head, her eyes are sparkling, and there's a faint smile playing on her lips.

She added a few cursive words to the cover.

[The new little maid is here! 】

The text is pink with a white outline and is placed in the lower right corner of the image; it doesn't obscure the face but is still eye-catching enough.

The title of the live stream was also the same sentence.

I selected the categories as [Virtual Anchor], [2D], and [Miscellaneous/Drawing].

She hovered her finger over the "Start Live Stream" button and clicked it.

The moment the live stream lit up, the chibi-style maid appeared on the screen.

[Online viewers: 0]

"……Good morning."

Miya said something to the air, then felt a little silly.

There was no one else around, but she spoke up anyway because the live stream would have been even more awkward if she hadn't.

The chibi-style maid blinked her eyes and opened and closed her mouth in response to her voice, her movements quite fluid.

If no one's around, I'll start by drawing.

She opened the drawing software, created a new canvas, took out a digital pen from the pen holder, and twirled it around her fingertip.

What should I draw?

I took a bite of the chocolate cake, letting the slight bitterness of cocoa melt on my tongue, and then a brilliant idea suddenly came to mind.

As a struggling artist, her most familiar field is actually drawing notebooks.

In her past life, she earned pocket money by drawing doujinshi. After being reincarnated, the first thing she drew was a V-skin of a silver-haired pretty boy.

Color is the primary driving force, and the world of witches is no exception.

If she had to pick the color she's best at among all colors, it would have to be lilies.

In this world, the male-to-female ratio is severely imbalanced, and romances between witches are the absolute mainstream. The market for yuri fanfiction is so large that it can support an entire ecosystem.

However, MikuFans has a content moderation issue. She quickly checked the platform rules and was surprised to find that Bellavita's moderation was much more lenient than in her previous life. As long as it did not involve politically prohibited content, there were almost no taboos under the 18+ label. Miya's lips curled up.

So here's the question: who should we draw?

She stuffed the cake into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, and the digital pen spun around on her fingertips.

A face flashed through my mind.

She has long pink hair, deep red eyes, and a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. She usually maintains a noble demeanor, but once she breaks down, she blushes to her ears and fiercely calls her a liar. However, her fingers tremble when she touches her bow tie.

Reminal.

Although this guy is both her creditor and victim, to be fair, he is really good-looking and has impressive stats.

Moreover, her arrogant personality makes her a natural seme in yuri doujinshi. All it takes is a little dramatic tension, like portraying her as a haughty young lady who teases her maid until she's at her wit's end.

Now that we have the attacker, what about the defender?

Another face flashed through Miya's mind.

He has short black hair, slightly upturned eyes, and a methodical approach to everything he does.

Mebius, a cold and aloof beauty, was driven to flee in panic by a petite maid who was less than 1.5 meters tall. This contrast is simply made for doujinshi, and it's a perfect match for the bottom character.

Miya slammed the digital pen on the table, making her decision.

[Reminal x Möbius]

She didn't notice that the number of viewers in the live stream had gone from 0 to 1.

But the chat box in the lower right corner is still empty. That person probably just clicked in as they were passing by and hasn't sent any comments yet.

Miya focused all her attention on the canvas and began to outline.

She first drew a rough composition framework.

The scene is set among bookshelves in a library, dimly lit, with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Reminal stood on the left side of the canvas, one hand resting on the bookshelf, the other pinching Mebius's chin. Her expression was her signature haughty raised eyebrow, her lips slightly parted, as if she had just said something bullying.

Mebius was sandwiched between the bookshelf and Reminal, her back pressed against the spine of the book, her black hair slightly disheveled, her usually indifferent eyes now carrying a thin layer of watery light, and the blush on her cheeks was deliberately achieved with three layers of color by Miya.

The digital pen scratched on the tablet, and Miya entered a state of flow.

When she paints, she slightly bites her lower lip, her brows furrowing and relaxing occasionally, her movements fluid and confident.

She was completely unaware that crumbs of chocolate cake were still stuck to the corners of her mouth.

A comment silently floated past in the bottom right corner of the screen.

[Huh? This streamer's appearance... doesn't she look like that maid from Nightingale's Nest who was trending a couple of days ago?]

Miya had just finished tracing Reminal's finger lines when she looked up and habitually glanced at the comment assistant, where she saw this message.

She didn't panic; instead, she was secretly delighted.

Traffic has arrived.

She cleared her throat, giving her voice a soft, just-woke-up quality.

"Welcome to the live stream of 'The Early Bird Gets Eaten'! Good morning!"

Another comment appeared on the screen.

[The voice sounds so similar! Oh my god, no way, the voice is exactly the same?]

Miya's gaze lingered on that comment for a moment, then she winked at the camera, and the chibi maid on the screen also winked.

She didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and then she lowered her head to continue drawing.

The number of comments started to increase.

[Wait, wait, wait, what did this person draw? Is that Reminal?]

[Why does that black-haired guy next to me look so familiar?]

[Holy crap, isn't that the prosecutor whose ear I got licked yesterday?!]

After Miya finished highlighting the tear in the corner of Mebius's eye, she leaned back with satisfaction, then reached for the glass on the corner of the table and took a sip of water.

She glanced at the top right corner and almost choked on her water.

[Online viewers: 328]

For a newcomer with zero followers and zero recommendations who starts streaming at 5 a.m., this number is already astronomical.

And the number of people is still increasing.

The flow of comments has noticeably increased, with new text appearing on the screen every second.

The comments section was divided into two distinct camps.

Conservatives are investigating whether the streamer is actually the little maid from Nightingale's Nest, while radicals are investigating whether the streamer's drawings can pass censorship and when they will be finished.

[Host, why are you silent? Explain whether you are really the person in the video.]

What's there to explain? Her smile was practically an admission, wasn't it?

I came across this on the trending topics last night. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I've seen what the drawing contains, I do.

[Wow, are they going to turn the top two trending topics into a book? Streamer, you really understand the power of online traffic!]

[This drawing is amazing! Reminal's eyes are so captivating and alluring!]

[Mebius's uke face is so handsome, I've saved it]

Miya rubbed her lips with her finger to remove the chocolate crumb, then continued drawing.

She didn't directly respond to any of the comments asking about her identity. Instead, when she drew the detail of Mebius's hand tugging at Reminal's clothes, she suddenly started humming a melody.

It was the chorus of "Flowers and Water" that she had heard in that late-night live stream last night.

He forgot the lyrics halfway through humming, so he just used "la la la" to get by, which made him sound like he was in a really good mood. Someone in the live chat immediately recognized it.

[Isn't this the ending theme of the new anime? Streamer, are you watching the new anime too?]

"Yes, I heard it last night, it was very nice."

Miya replied naturally.

Then she finished the last stroke.

Reminal's hand, which was pinching Mebius's chin, had just the right amount of pressure, with her fingertips slightly digging into his skin. Her nails were painted with light pink nail polish, a detail she had spent a full three minutes working on.

The composition is full of tension, with Reminal's arrogant and domineering aura and Möbius's ascetic and submissive nature creating an extremely subtle chemical reaction.

She put down her digital pen, stretched her aching wrists, admired her work on the screen, and signed "flos" in the corner of the canvas.

"Okay, that's about it."

She picked up the cup, took another sip of water, and glanced at the top right corner.

[Online viewers: 547]

The comments section is no longer discussing whether she is the real person.

That matter seems to have reached a consensus.

The comments section is now filled with discussions about the content of the drawing.

Holy crap, when will the full version of this doujinshi be released? I'm buying it all!

[Reminell x Möbius: I didn't expect to enjoy the food so much]

[Host, have you considered what the consequences would be if these two people themselves saw this?]

[Don't remind her about her teeth, upstairs!]

When Miya saw the last two comments, she put down her water glass, tilted her head towards the camera, and gave a naive smile.

That smile, paired with the chibi-style maid tilting her head on the screen, made her look extremely harmless.

"What would happen if I saw it? Well... at worst, they'd each pull one of my ears."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the digital pen and bent down to add a few strokes in the corner of the canvas.

The comments section was quiet for a moment, then exploded even more.