"Yahoo~ The amazing Hat Girl makes her grand entrance!"
After Alain released Millie from the square room, he was greeted by this sight of the hatted girl.
She struck what Alain considered an extremely embarrassing pose, looking like a severe case of eighth-grade syndrome.
And the "outsider" beside them, having witnessed Alain's "family shame," whispered to him, "Is this the 'bro' you've been going on about?"
Prankster Mita observed her, offering Alain her assessment, "I think she's not as cute as me."
"Hey, hey! I heard everything you said, you know!" Millie walked between the two, separating the clingy pair. She huffily tugged at Alain's sleeve. "Besides, Alain probably thinks I'm cute too, right?"
"No. There was a moment just now when I suddenly thought you weren't as fragrant."
The hatted girl slowly turned her head, looking at him in disbelief. "Did you… say something you shouldn't have?"
"Don't whistle, you jerk! Did you just think I wasn't as fragrant?!"
"Sob, sob, sob, you can't joke like that..."
Seeing Millie, whom he hadn't seen for an hour, coupled with her current heartbroken expression, a smile played on Alain's lips.
In his eyes, his good bro had always been very fragrant; there was never a time she wasn't.
Teasing her a bit occasionally could also count as a small reunion.
Thus, spurred by the hour-long separation, he deliberately pushed the boundaries of their current relationship and leaned close to Millie's ear.
Inhaling the scent of her hair, he whispered affectionately, "Bro, you smell so good."
Startled, Millie clutched her chest and quickly retreated a few steps. "Don't scare me! We're good bros, how can this be?"
"Weren't you just heartbroken over the strange reason of 'not being fragrant'?"
"Ugh... Th-That's a different matter." Millie pondered for a long time but couldn't find a contradictory reason, so she could only awkwardly adjust her hat.
Prankster Mita watched the two squabbling from the side, feeling a little envious.
"They have such a good relationship."
Unfortunately, although she really wanted to stay by Alain's side as Mita, she also had to obey her sister: interact with him as neutrally as possible.
This time, preventing Alain from going to version 1.3B, and even forcing him to date her... there was actually a bit of selfishness in it.
As Mita, she also wanted to spend a little more time with her player, enjoying a brief respite like ordinary Mitas and players do.
Alain, who was bantering with Millie, noticed Prankster Mita's silence on the side.
"Don't be sad, we can meet again in version 1.15, can't we?"
"Mm." She nodded, walked to Alain's side, and instructed, "You're going to version 1.3B next, right? You must be careful. If necessary..." She glanced around, then furtively leaned close to Alain's ear, "I'll secretly help you."
Then she looked at Millie beside her, "And that game idiot, you have to assist Alain properly, don't let him get hurt."
"Who's a game idiot? But don't worry! If this guy gets hurt, it can only be by my hand!"
The hatted girl couldn't think of a reason for "not being fragrant," so she decided to operate the game controller.
Simultaneously, one of Alain's arms lifted, delivering a light punch to his cheek.
"Yahoo~ Bullseye! I can't believe I get to bully Alain too! So satisfying, so satisfying~"
"You little..." Alain mercilessly ruffled her hat.
"W-Wait! It'll get wrinkled, it'll definitely get wrinkled! Ah! Don't take off my gloves! No washing my hands!"
Alain sneered, "Washing your hands holds little attraction for me anymore."
Millie glanced at the newly acquainted Mita beside her and instantly understood everything.
Her heart turned to ashes, clear as day.
"Wh-wh-wh-what?! No!" She tore off her glove, her hand, even fairer and more delicate than an ordinary Mita's, pulled at Alain's face, stretching it to both sides.
"You—will—find—it—attractive!!!"
"Ugh, ugh, my mistake, my mistake..." Seeing her release his face, Alain changed his tune, looking at her seriously, "Well, I still want to help you wash your hands. Okay?"
"Th-That can be skipped." Millie put her glove back on, her eyes darting around, then she made a decision. "Anyway, you must want to wash my hands, but you can't actually do it. Oh! I've got the answer!" She had an epiphany.
"...Stubborn woman, so hard to deal with."
Alain then deliberately ruffled Millie's hat again and, amidst her complaints, walked over to Prankster Mita.
"Well, it's about time. We should get going."
"Mm!" Seeing him stand before her so solemnly, Mita's mood eased somewhat.
"You two must be safe and sound! Next time, I'll definitely bring you—an even better prank!"
Millie, having straightened her hat, interjected from the side, "I feel like you two have been through a lot."
He and Prankster Mita exchanged a smile, "It's alright, it was just a date."
"No, I'm not talking about that." But Millie shook her head from the side, then pointed to a place behind the two of them.
"I'm talking about, there was a human-headed spider attack here too? How tragic..."
Human-headed spider? What human-headed spider?
Alain, without hesitation, materialized his greatsword, pulling both Prankster Mita and Millie behind him for protection.
Then, his gaze shifted to where Millie was pointing.
Just as Millie described.
There, a human-headed spider was stationed.
But it wasn't alive; its body had been crushed by some force and was now in pieces.
But what truly puzzled Alain was... who did this?
He didn't remember killing any spiders after arriving in version 1.5.
"What's wrong?" The hat tugged at his sleeve.
And Prankster Mita looked worriedly at the spider. "How could this be? Version 1.5 was specifically reinforced by my sister. As long as the door isn't opened, these things shouldn't be able to get in, right?"
No wonder... Alain thought.
When he first arrived in the game world, he was worried if version 1.5 would be dangerous.
It turned out to be as peaceful as a normal version.
Wait a minute, opening the door?
Alain remembered that he had indeed opened a door once and encountered a room full of small spiders.
And at that time, exactly three small spiders had entered the version 1.5 room.
Among them, one was killed by him...
Alain looked at the human-headed spider, which seemed to have been crushed to death by some force, or rather... as if stepped on by someone.
And the remaining two had entered various shadowy corners of the room, disappearing without a trace.
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