"Remember, until we meet you again, do not come out for now."

After Alain obtained the crucial information, he handed the key from by the basement sofa to Kind Mita.

As for Crazy Mita, who was originally the one talking, she had long grown tired of the peaceful conversation with the "doll" and had already gone ahead to wait by the stairs.

"Hmm…" The clever girl looked suspiciously at the Player before her, her worry evident. "Are you… going to do something dangerous?"

"Yes, very dangerous. But it's also so that I can meet [you]."

Alain's stern expression melted, replaced by a clear smile, "My dear."

He could clearly see the surprise on the brow of Kind Mita, who was not yet Misha.

"Huh? How do you know that?"

"Haha, it's just what I like to call you."

"Sigh… alright then." The girl sighed helplessly. "I always feel like, player, you're hiding something from me. But I believe you'll definitely solve it in your own way. Please promise me…"

Her hand pierced through the cage, like a sliver of pale moonlight breaking through the night clouds and mist.

"Please, absolutely, absolutely. You must, absolutely, return to me safely, my dear."

Alain looked at her serious face, his gaze seeming to pierce through time and space, arriving at the moment she became Misha.

The Misha she would become: the one who would lead the way; the one who would devise strategies; the one who would fight alongside him… All of this gradually overlapped with the Misha before him, and Alain's vision blurred for a moment.

He unhesitatingly took Misha's hand.

"We will meet again eventually."

After bidding a temporary farewell to Kind Mita, he and Crazy Mita returned to the bedroom in version 1.9.

During this time, time had not reset. This indicated that the conditions for triggering a reset, at the very least, involved bringing Kind Mita and opening the door with the ring.

After locking the iron door and closing the wardrobe, the girl's words slowly emerged.

"Honestly… how can your relationship be so good? I'm getting a little jealous."

Crazy Mita felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. This was something she had never felt, even from the Hat Doll, or even the Little Doll. If she had to put it… it was like a conflict for the "primary consort" position?

This loss of a sense of uniqueness made her very uncomfortable. The chainsaw in her hand vibrated restlessly. If it weren't for the fact that this weapon was a gift from Alain, she would probably ignore his opinion and rush straight back to the basement…

"Don't think like that. Just as you and I have been through a lot, Misha has also accompanied me for a long time."

Alain's thoughts returned to the cage where they first met. Precisely because of this, he became even more determined to return to the original game world.

He immediately shook his head, pushing away the boundless thoughts.

He focused his sharp gaze on the room door.

According to Kind Mita, today was the day of Player—Alain's—arrival. Perhaps, one of the key steps to solving the problem still lay with the him who was about to arrive.

But…

Alain's gaze fell on the apparatus beside him. It was a wall-mounted, intricate apparatus, consisting of a screen, keyboard, mechanical platform, and various intricate circuits, which formed the teleporter.

If all went as expected, Crazy Mita would definitely return to the bedroom they were currently in within a certain period of time.

Alain opened a sliver of the room door and looked towards the living room.

She seemed to be making the final preparations: placing game controllers, sofa cushions, and so on. She would probably enter the room very soon.

"Let's hide inside the wardrobe first." Alain said to his bad girl.

The two simply hid inside the wardrobe and closed the sliding door.

Several minutes later, as the bedroom door creaked open, that familiar yet unfamiliar Crazy Mita appeared.

They and she were separated by only a wardrobe door.

Alain could clearly hear her footsteps lingering around the teleporter. He slightly opened a crack, and through the thread-like light, Crazy Mita was already standing by the door leading to the living room, waiting.

The next second, she vanished without a trace, presumably having entered the stealth state from when Alain first encountered her.

The time was almost here.

Alain couldn't help but feel strange about seeing another version of himself. But there was nothing to be done.

The next second, a warm yellow light flickered from the teleporter, then intensified, until it slightly overshadowed the room's scattered white particles.

Alain silently chanted "Seize the moment," "Seize the moment," his heart feeling a little nervous.

The girl sensed his thoughts, and grasping his hand, seemed to tell him, "I am your safety net."

This was truly… a damn sense of security.

The teleporter's light dissipated. And that figure successfully descended into the game world.

But Alain's thoughts froze at that instant, and even Crazy Mita, holding his hand, twitched it in confusion.

That Player scanned the rosy room in confusion.

He stepped off the teleporter, and Crazy Mita simultaneously appeared behind the unsuspecting him, with a mischievous, demon-like grin, only gesturing with her thumb.

Normally, Alain would tease his bad girl about her demeanor. But at this moment, he had no time to spare for such trivial details.

Because he didn't recognize that player.

It was a black-haired player, with a lifeless face. His eyes were dull, and he stood with his shoulders slumped, dressed in a shirt and trousers.

Alain's unfriendly gaze turned to his girl. The latter was clearly baffled, shaking her head like a rattle drum.

Completely clueless?

He sighed, and pointed outside.

"What's wrong?" Crazy Mita whispered.

"Come with me, let's attack that version of you."

"Huh?"

The girl was puzzled.

Alain didn't wait for his bad girl's hesitation. Before the black-haired player could turn around, he directly rushed out of the wardrobe.

"What?" What greeted him was the surprise of this timeline's Crazy Mita, and the incomprehension of the black-haired player.

His gaze focused on Alain's greatsword.

Alain ignored him, instead using his greatsword like a war hammer. Before the (timeline's) Crazy Mita could react, he violently brought it down on her head.

"Thunk!"

The sound of hard objects colliding instantly dazed her, making it seem as if stars appeared around her head.

Meanwhile, his own bad girl, though a little late, had also switched to a baseball bat suitable for "hard crowd control."

Smashing it down on her head.

The sound of hard objects colliding once more instantly dazed her, causing stars to appear around her head again.

That player was utterly bewildered, watching her grip the bat and, with a force that even a physics engine would struggle to contend with, strike the back of the head of another her, who was identical in appearance.

With another dull thud, this timeline's Crazy Mita's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed to the ground.

Only silence remained between the three people in the room.

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