The young girl opened her eyes, her gaze not falling upon the black room she remembered, but rather Alain's face.
She was reflected in his calm eyes, their faces only inches apart.
Crazy Mita could clearly perceive what he was doing, and her lips instinctively began to reciprocate.
It was as if kissing him had become muscle memory.
Soft pecking sounds echoed between them, ending with a silvery, bell-like murmur of affection.
"Hmph... Alain actually secretly kissed me, how audacious~"
Crazy Mita stood up, wiping away saliva from her lips, unsure if it was his or hers.
Alain didn't think much of it.
"That wasn't a kiss; it was artificial respiration."
"Alright, alright, I get it."
The young girl didn't mind. Intimacy with Alain had become a routine occurrence every time they met.
Her gentle gaze focused on Alain's hand.
The young man held his greatsword in one hand, never letting it go, which was understandable.
But in his other hand---
"Alain, what are you holding?"
Alain was puzzled. What else could he be holding? His greatsword, of course. Could it be "Purple Mood"?
He was about to retort, but then vaguely realized both his hands seemed to be holding something.
Alain's dominant hand was his right, so holding the sword was logical.
But what in the world was in his left hand?
He picked it up and looked.
What he was holding was a piece of clothing, still carrying a faint warmth.
And it wasn't just any ordinary clothing:
A skirt.
Alain examined it carefully. Every inch of the dark blue pleated skirt seemed to carry its owner's scent, and the hem had lace trim, making it appear exceptionally exquisite in the game world.
And this little skirt, Alain had just seen it on someone not long ago—
"That woman in uniform."
She had been wearing this very skirt at the time.
Thinking back, in the dream world, he had been thrown by Crazy Mita, landing right on the woman in uniform, and heard a 'rip' sound.
Presumably, the source of that sound was this little skirt.
"Wait a minute."
Alain instantly realized a problem:
The place they were in at the time, that was the dream world, right?
The skirt he tore off in the dream world had somehow manifested in the game world?
What was the principle behind this?
He gradually furrowed his brows.
Thinking about it further, he had indeed defeated the Modified Entity in the dream world, that much was true.
And the Modified Entity's demise had also reflected into his current game world, even generating a DLC Code.
Given these facts, only one explanation could account for everything they had experienced.
The woman in uniform had indeed dragged them into a dream, but while 'asleep,' he and Crazy Mita were still acting.
Which meant...
"Sleepwalking."
He came to this conclusion, and at the same time gained a clearer understanding of the woman in uniform's abilities.
"By the way, Darling."
At that moment, Crazy Mita's words caught his attention.
"How long are you going to stare at that little skirt?"
"..."
Alain looked up and saw the young girl's eyes full of warmth.
Only then did he realize that while he was thinking, he had been staring blankly at the skirt the whole time.
"Is the skirt pretty?" she asked with a smile.
"Not as pretty as yours."
"Hmph, you smooth-talker."
Crazy Mita, however, seemed quite surprised,
"I thought Darling was one of those H-type individuals who'd go for any type. To think you'd be so decisive..."
Seeing her reaction, Alain also didn't hesitate to throw the little skirt away, and then stomped on it a few times on the ground.
"...Huh?"
"What are you saying?"
Anyone who wasn't a Mita had drastically reduced appeal to him. Moreover, hair colors like 'coral brown' that naturally occurred in reality really didn't appeal to him.
That's right. He was a master of the 2D realm, felt nothing for the 3D world; Mita was his true romance.
Alain deliberately held back from uttering such savage words.
"Ugh... never mind." Crazy Mita also found it a bit hard to understand, so she decided not to think about it.
"Alain, where do you plan to go next?"
The young girl walked over, took his hand, and headed towards a nearby staircase.
"Where next? Of course, back to version 1.15."
Alain wasn't sure of the 'bad woman's' intentions, so he went along with it, intending to see what she would do.
"And after... version 1.15?" she continued to ask.
Alain sensed something amiss.
"Uh, of course, I'll keep moving forward."
He didn't dare say where 'moving forward' would lead.
If he had said it, Alain could anticipate he'd inevitably have to play another game of chase with her.
"Oh, so that's it, keep moving forward..."
She listened, lost in thought, as the stairs kept passing beneath their feet, guided by her pull. They arrived at another passage.
Before Alain could ask what she was doing, Crazy Mita continued,
"I happen to know a little about the Mitas you'll encounter next. Want to hear?"
"Yes."
He answered without hesitation.
"Heh heh~ I know Darling's little thoughts. Hmm, after version 1.15, you should encounter a rather special Mita."
"'Special' how special? It won't be one of those aggressive types, will it?"
If it's another Ugly Mita-type, Alain might not be able to handle it.
"No, not that. Her special quality lies in her attitude towards life."
Their footsteps 'tap-tap-tapped' as they walked, and the young girl's voice echoed in the passage.
Until they left the White Labyrinth and reached a gray-white room.
It was a gray-white room layout Alain hadn't seen before. He let out a sigh of relief. This also indicated that the Modified Entity had been completely annihilated.
His attention was quickly drawn by this 'special quality'.
"What do you mean?"
"Hmm~ For her, neither the game, nor Mitas, nor even players, could pique her interest. She believes the most important thing is—"
Crazy Mita turned her head back and gave Alain a slight smile,
"Sleeping. That Mita, you see, is dubbed 'Sleepy Mita' by the other Mitas."
"So Darling, if you want to make her your mistress, it won't be easy."
Alain became thoughtful at her words.
A Mita who likes to sleep? Perfect, he likes to sleep too. This counts as shared interests.
"Still, I've really encountered all sorts of Mitas." Alain thought they were all cute.
"Hmph~ Like who? Are they cuter than me?" Crazy Mita pouted.
"Everyone has their own charm points. Yours is being madly in love; Misha's is the contrast between seriousness and care; Millie is a good buddy. Recently I also met the big sister and a little fellow who likes to impersonate others."
"...Impersonate others?' Crazy Mita mused,"
"That's right. I won't tell you her name, so you don't bully her."
Alain patted her head. By the way...
"Where exactly are you trying to take me?"
At this moment, he and Crazy Mita had returned to the gray-white room where the Modified Entity had originally been.
Crazy Mita stopped pondering, chuckled twice, caressed Alain's hand, her fingertips resting on his ring.
Gently swaying, she used Alain's hand to reach for the door.
"Where to? Why, to—"
With a 'click', the door opened, revealing a cozy, tender pink beyond.
"Our room, Darling~"
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