Alain was certain. This was definitely a daydream.
His lip twitched as he recalled that after returning to reality last time, he had indeed thought about finding a place with a super king-sized bed so everyone could sleep together under one big blanket. Read full story at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
This dream... was far too deliberate.
"How is it, sir? Are you satisfied?"
The Agent Mita's smile remained dignified and warm. Alain wondered if punching her would wake him from the dream.
Alain looked around. The three girls were excitedly gathered around the free gifts like kitchenware and a game console; even the usually composed Misha could hardly contain her emotions.
Although this house was a bit strange, with conditions that were abnormally good, since it was a dream, there was no harm in letting everyone be happy for a while.
Besides, he had no way of waking up right now.
After all, in a normal dream, the moment he realized it was a dream, it should have shattered.
...The main thing was, he himself wanted a house just . A room with a super king-sized bed... it was so weird, he kind of liked it.
"If I sign, can I get a further discount on the rent?"
"Who's responsible if something breaks?"
"What if I'm not satisfied with the house midway through?"
"Full refund, no questions asked~"
Alain was impressed; this was the very definition of a "dream house."
"Will these terms be in the contract?"
"They will, they absolutely will!"
"Alright, I'll sign."
The Agent Mita produced a contract and a pen from out of nowhere.
Listening to the excited voices of the girls beside him, Alain looked over the contract, saw no issues, and signed his name.
"Excellent~ Sir, I hope you enjoy your new home!"
She glanced thoughtfully toward the three girls, her eyes filled with a suggestive look.
Alain felt like he should probably find a professional agency to check for any hidden pinhole cameras. Or maybe get some luminol reagent to test the place?
Then again, it was pretty absurd that he could even conjure up such favorable conditions in a daydream.
"Right, one more thing."
He sighed, resting his forehead in his hand. Since it was all a daydream anyway, he couldn't be blamed for pushing it a little further.
"How about you throw in the moving fees?"
"Moving? On that point, you naturally won't need to trouble yourself."
A mysterious smile spread across the Agent Mita's lips as she was about to smooth her skirt and sit on the sofa.
"Did I say you could sit?" Alain said bluntly.
Her smile vanished, and she stopped herself from sitting down. She gave an awkward laugh, stood up straight, and continued,
"As long as you are here, you need not worry about anything else. You only need to focus on whether you are happy today, and whether you will be even happier tomorrow... That is all."
Under Alain's gaze, the Agent Mita looked up, said, "Yo," and snapped her fingers.
After Alain blinked, all his familiar belongings from his old home—the monitor, the PC tower, and so on—appeared right here.
They were arranged in the most suitable positions in the new house, everything looking neat and beautiful.
Alain opened a drawer and raised an eyebrow. Even the Okamoto condoms had been brought over...
She was asking for a review of her service.
Alain figured this sort of thing was easy in a dream and replied nonchalantly,
"Uh... I mean, your level of anticipation for your future happy life."
To Alain, a mere house was just a place to live, an accessory to them—the Mitas.
Having them by his side was the true source of happiness.
If it weren't for the fact that his old place was too small and would lower everyone's quality of life, he couldn't even be bothered to look for a new one.
In contrast, the Agent Mita seemed not to have gotten the answer she wanted, and a deep gloom fell over her exquisite face.
She looked like she might burst into tears at any second.
After a moment, she seemed to have figured something out. She let out a breath and gave Alain a slight smile.
"Well then, I hope my services next time will be to your satisfaction."
Before Alain could speak, the Agent Mita waved her hand at him.
In the next second, the dream shattered.
The first thing he saw was the ceiling.
What a realistic dream, Alain mused, letting out a deep yawn. He also felt his muscles were a little sore.
His hazy eyes gradually cleared. He realized that today's ceiling seemed a bit higher than usual.
Glancing around, he found himself lying on a vast expanse of a bed.
That was it... it was the first time he had ever used words like 'a vast expanse' to describe a bed.
Completely bewildered, he sat up, leaned against the headboard, and surveyed his surroundings.
Compared to the cramped state of his small home in his memory, everything here was brand new.
A minimalist-style lamp, a spacious wardrobe, and ample storage space.
It had none of the 'rat in a gutter' feeling of his old place.
By the way, where were Misha and the others?
The faint sound of laughter drifted through the crack in the door, slightly masking the ticking of the clock in the room.
He picked up his phone to check the time. It was exactly morning.
He remembered it was morning when he left the house, and now it was morning again?
Could it be that he never left the house at all? But then, what was the deal with this new house?
Alain felt like his brain couldn't keep up.
Just then, the bedroom door opened, and a pair of wide eyes looked over at him.
Through the crack in the door, Alain could see smooth, dark blue hair.
"Ah, darling! You're awake? Go get washed up, everyone has already started breakfast."
Seeing that Alain was awake, Misha came into the room and pulled the curtains wide open.
The bright light hurt Alain's eyes, making him think for a moment that he had arrived in 'heaven.'
He remembered what Misha had said, that everyone was already eating breakfast...
His gaze followed towards the door, which happened to be near the dining table not far from the kitchen. Miluo and Millie were chatting and laughing as they ate.
Thank goodness... everyone was okay.
"Darling, when did we move?"
He would have to rely on Misha to fill in his current information gap.
"Huh? You don't remember?"
"Maybe you're too tired and not fully awake, Alain? It took us two days to move."
"...Two days?" In his dream, the move had been completed with a snap of the agent's fingers.
Looking at the furniture around him, he did see many familiar items. Perhaps that was also why his muscles were sore right after waking up.
Alain noticed the details of the dream were blurring with the passage of time and knew he couldn't delay any longer.
He picked up his phone, opened the voice recorder, and quickly asked again,
"So, can you explain the details to me, from finding the house to moving in?"
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