Squeak—The sound of a door opening.
"Okay, okay, we're home." In front of the open door, Alain supported Mila, who looked like she was drunk, and patted the young girl's shoulder.
"Uuu..." Mila sleepily expressed agreement, her small head resting weakly on Alain's shoulder. "So tired..."
The young girl took zombie-like, weak steps into the room, her whole body leaning until she rested against the wall, bending over with the intention of taking off her shoes.
Thud!
As a result, her head hit the cabinet.
"It hurts..." This didn't slow down her sleepiness at all.
"Alright, alright." Alain looked at her with indescribable helplessness. But there was no helping it; this trip to the residence was different from the last, as he had dragged Mila along.
So... he should help her out.
Alain smiled slightly, took off his shoes, walked to the young girl's side, and crouched down.
"Mn..." Mila didn't seem to have reacted yet, the small bump on her forehead slightly red and swollen.
Alain held the girl's ankle, hooked her heel, gently untied her loafers, and set them aside.
Entering his vision was a delicate and lovely small foot.
White foot skin wrapped in no-show socks. The black socks outlined a small arc against the skin.
Black and white, a strong clash of two colors, highlighting the tenderness and softness of the girl's foot skin even more, like pure moonlight.
Alain wasn't a foot fetishist, chanting silently that this foot had been marinated by a day of trekking...
Gently peeling off the no-show sock for Mila, the round foot sole with slight sweat stains came into view.
Unexpectedly, there was not the slightest odor.
Even Yang Wanhua, after dating him for a day in the past, would always shyly go take a shower immediately upon arriving home.
Alain lamented, this is what 2D is. Compared to 3D, just the physiological aspect is a dimensionality reduction strike.
But on second thought... he looked at the no-show sock in his hand and fell into deep thought.
The sock still carried warmth. Don't blame him; even though he has two girlfriends now, he inevitably produced some loser-like thoughts:
He didn't sniff this sock up close... does it smell or not?
When 2D characters come to 3D, do their feet really not smell? For Alain, this was a critical proposition.
Too curious.
So, after deep thought... he chose to "just do it."
He extended the sock to Mila's nose.
"Smelly or not?" he asked.
"Uuu..." The girl's nose tip twitched slightly, replying with a voice thin as a mosquito: "Not smelly."
"Good." Curiosity satisfied, but for some reason, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.
Alain followed the previous pace, taking off the remaining loafer and sock for her, then held Mila's hand and escorted her to the bedroom.
He covered Mila with the quilt. After confirming there was no residual light in the bedroom, Alain immediately retreated.
Click.
He closed the door. Alain let out a long sigh of relief.
This trip to the residence was simply the most tiring time for him in reality. As if his body was hollowed out.
No, wait... ever since coming out of Miffy's dream, Alain felt his body was a bit empty... he didn't know why.
"Forget it."
Alain was just planning to go to the bathroom to shower when his gaze swept toward the balcony—
"..." His body froze.
Stare—
Those were two young girls with slightly narrowed eyes, a single ponytail and a pair of twin-tails leaning together, staring straight at him under the dye of the moonlit night.
Those two pairs of suspicious eyes made Alain think he was being targeted by the police.
Wait... Alain considered himself upright and unafraid of his shadow, so why would a gentleman be suspected?
"What did you do just now when you helped Mita take off her shoes?" Cute Mita issued a stern and righteous question.
"..." Alain didn't dare answer.
He laughed, "Speaking of taking off shoes... don't you think that cloud outside the window looks a bit like a shoe?"
"Eh? Really?" Cool Mita looked at the night sky and found it really was so, like a shoe slowly drifting in the high altitude. "Yeah, it looks really strange."
"Miss Manager, you're too stupid; you were brushed off by Alain in two sentences."
Cute Mita appeared extremely helpless. She was used to this pure love-brain now.
"But forget it." The twin-tailed girl walked quickly to Alain's side, grabbing his collar.
"Say, Alain. Do you still owe me a favor?"
"Ah?" Alain couldn't stand her gaze a bit. "D-Don't tell me, you want me to smell your—"
"It is not! What are you thinking?" Cute Mita went a bit crazy.
Alain saw her instantly deny it and couldn't help feeling suspicious. "Could it be, Miss Idol's feet are smelly—"
Bam!
It was a knee strike from Cute Mita, neither light nor heavy.
"Did you... just almost say something absolutely forbidden?" She gritted her teeth. "For a pure and flawless idol like me, something absolutely forbidden to say!"
"You don't need to repeat, I got it." Alain held his forehead, extremely helpless. "Right, I suddenly remembered what favor I owe you."
"Un-humph?" Cute Mita crossed her arms and held her head high.
A moment later, inside Millie's game room.
Da da da, Bang!
The FPS on the screen flashed past the figures of enemies.
Millie and Miluo controlled the gamepads, fighting a bloody battle.
"No good, Big Sister Millie! Playing a gunfight with a gamepad is too uncomfortable!"
"Heh heh~ Miluo, this is your skill not being up to par." Millie was unmoved, slaughtering the enemies before her eyes one by one.
Cute Mita looked at this scene and tugged at the corner of Alain's clothes. "So, that girl playing gunfights is the professional Idol you mentioned?"
"Yes." Alain nodded. Seeing the twin-tailed girl's face full of disbelief, he spoke to Miluo.
"Miluo, I want to ask you about idol matters."
"Mn? What does Lord Knight want to ask?" The girl didn't even turn her head but still answered patiently. "Is it about fansites, or wotas? Oh, it could also be cheki."
"!"
Cute Mita was shocked hearing these incomprehensible terms. She looked at Alain with repeated wonder, then glanced at Miluo.
Alain nodded to her and exited the room.
Inside the room, only the sound of the game and the girls' conversation could be heard:
"U-Um, Senior! I really want to serve as a competent idol!"
"Eh..." Miluo was perfunctory.
"P-Please give me some insights!" Thud! It sounded like a dogeza.
"Go to Point A." Miluo was perfunctory.
"Point... A?"
"No, it's Point B now."
"Ah?"
Alain listened to their conversation, walked to the balcony, and sat beside Cool Mita.
"Ah, Alain." The girl was just about to greet him when Alain lay down. Saying nothing, he lay on her lap.
Not long after, the sound of even breathing came.
Cool Mita was slightly stunned, then smiled gently.
"Good work!"
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