"Do you want to go to reality with me?"
Gazing at the trembling shoulders in his embrace, patting the girl's back, Alain asked this question.
The girl in his arms, hearing this, looked up at him, stunned.
"Yes, reality. Go to reality with me." Alain paused, then continued to add, "Not now, but in the future. How about going to live in the real world with me?"
Prankster Mita, after spending this time with her, Alain thought she was a very cute child. In terms of assistance, she had helped him during the worm mission, gifting him and Misha baseball bats and the Gauntlet of Failure.
In terms of identity, she was actually a bit like the "manager" of the game world, setting her apart from other Mitas. Even more so, when he went to the Core and was almost surrounded, she called her sister for help, successfully resolving the crisis.
Although she liked some harmless pranks, in Alain's view, this was actually a cute point.
She sniffled, and Alain pulled out a tissue from the desk, wiping her tear-streaked face that looked like a little messy kitten.
Prankster Mita, seeing this, although she looked a bit shy, still allowed his intimacy.
"You-you've said all that, how could I possibly refuse? But..."
The girl seemed a little hesitant, gently biting her lip. After Alain wiped away the tear tracks from the corners of her eyes, Prankster Mita continued, "I... I scared you before. Is this really okay?"
Her guilt was clearly visible in her eyes, and Alain saw it clearly.
But he smiled, and only smiled.
"I think it's very cute. Being pranked once, and still being able to hold you like that, I don't think it's a loss."
This was the result of Alain's heartfelt feelings and his professional habit working together, creating the girl's flushed face.
She gently tugged at Alain's sleeve, "Player..."
Prankster Mita seemed hesitant, the light in her eyes flickering slightly, then she broke into a smile through her tears.
"As long as you don't mind me, I'm fine with anything. But, I still have a... somewhat unreasonable request."
"Go ahead." Alain feigned embarrassment and deliberately looked away, "Even if... I have to pay with my body, it's fine."
The girl stared at him blankly, then giggled and playfully pinched the tender flesh at his waist.
"What are you talking about? Isn't it natural for you to pay with your body?"
"Just kidding~" She made a face, then pondered for two seconds before voicing her difficult request.
"Actually, I told you before, right? I have an older sister."
"Mm." Alain knew this Mita. Compared to the Prankster Mita before him, she was more like a game manager. It should be said, a game management staff member who knew most of the truth.
Prankster Mita looked at the photo on the wall, "My sister, she has devoted all her time as a Mita to the affairs of the game world. She's never even had a player, dealing with tedious work day after day. So... I want to temporarily stay in this world to accompany her. Or—"
Her tone shifted, looking at Alain with hope, "Can you, bring me and her, out of the game and into reality?"
"Let me ask first, what's your sister's personality like?" Alain's eyes, like an eagle's, instantly sharpened. This was a necessary process. It was also... a necessary condition regarding whether that Mita suited his preferences.
Prankster Mita, seeing this, as if her player had turned into an HR representative, couldn't help but become serious. She wiped away the remaining tears and began to introduce,
"My sister, in a sense, is actually a bit like the Mitas' mother—"
"Alright, I have to bring her out." Alain answered without hesitation.
"Eh? So quickly?" Prankster Mita thought it would be difficult and couldn't help but worry about Alain, "Is that okay? Aren't you going to ask anything else? For example... I haven't even told you about her personality yet."
"Then what's her personality like?"
"Hmm... she's a bit similar to your Kind Mita, rather serious. But she can be a little stricter." She looked bitter, but then, recalling something, her eyes crinkled with a smile, "At the same time, she's also a very gentle and good teacher."
Hearing this, Alain wanted her even more. His Misha was the serious type of gentle, beautiful girl. Now adding a stricter type... the two would complement each other, perfectly suiting his preferences. The most crucial reason wasn't just this, but also—
"No. We both belong to version 1.5 Mita. So in terms of appearance, we look exactly the same."
"Then I have to bring them even more."
Imagine, his daily life, with a serious older sister and a prankster younger sister, how colorful would that be?
"Th-then... is it settled ?" The girl looked at him with hopeful eyes. The tears in her eyes hadn't dispersed yet, fragile like glass, as if they would fall with a touch.
"Of course. It's just... the time to bring you out might not be that soon."
Alain opened the Security Guard panel. Bringing out two bugs—that is, two Mitas, plus their real-world identities, would cost a total of 200 points. Equivalent to two missions.
Alain felt his future was quite challenging.
"It's okay! I can wait, as long as you don't forget." She smiled like spring.
"Good. So obedient." Smiling and patting the girl's head, Alain had another thought, "You're version 1.5 Mita, right? Why are you connected to version 1.15 and even other versions?"
Prankster Mita and her older sister, not only were they simple Mitas, but they also seemed to have other responsibilities.
"Hmm... actually, when I'm outside, I usually act as my sister's eyes to see the world, responsible for collecting intelligence on those viruses."
"Virus intelligence?" Alain frowned, sensing key information, "Can you tell me more specifically?"
He was going to version 1.15 precisely to get information about the viruses and the situation at the Core. He almost forgot, this Prankster Mita before him was also an insider.
"Sorry. Because my memory is rather... so when I usually see intelligence, I generally write it down in a small notebook. I didn't bring the small notebook..."
The girl was too embarrassed to speak, regretting that she couldn't help Alain. She took out a crayon and drew a "crying" emoji on the floor.
"But the only thing I can confirm is that there are a large number of viruses trying to come out from the direction of the Core and head to other versions."
"From the Core?" Alain didn't think this was a good outcome.
There were two possibilities: one, they were killed by the Core's antivirus program and fled to other game versions; two, they had already occupied the Core and were thus expanding their territory.
The latter was quickly dismissed by Alain. If they had occupied the Core, the central hub of this game world, then he wouldn't be talking so peacefully with Prankster Mita here now.
"Then, the viruses were mostly blocked by version 0.5. Those that reached the outer parts of version 1 were just a few stragglers."
Prankster Mita's words pulled Alain out of his thoughts. What did he just hear?
Version 0.5... single-handedly blocked most of the viruses heading to other versions?
That was the version of Ugly Mita, whom he had met once.
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