Staring at the ceiling, the hat girl floating mid-air understood that impact was imminent. "Hope it doesn't hurt too much..." She quietly closed her eyes, accepting her fate. Unexpected... the first thing upon arriving in reality is pain, huh.
But the anticipated pain never came. Instead, she felt a warm and soft embrace. Did someone kindly place a soft, large bed on the floor? That was the hat girl's first thought.
Then she turned her head and saw a firm chest and a very familiar white shirt. She seemed to understand something, looking up. It was the player who had played and joked with her.
"Bro?!" Millie, bewildered, completely shattered her previous notion of a "friendly large bed." Indeed, the bed was a "bed," but this "friendship," within a so-called princess carry, felt somewhat altered.
Hearing his own "Bro," Alain's face showed a mischievous grin. Seeing this, Millie... knew he was about to tease her again.
"Long time no see, my princess."
"Th-That's forbidden!" Millie could feel Alain's beating heart and the warmth radiating from it. Under this warmth, although her words still offered some resistance, her body honestly softened. "Your 'princess' sounds a bit cheesy. I'm your Bro." She looked down at Alain's hands supporting her thighs and back, her face flushing red. "Thanks for catching me. Though I kinda want to stay a bit longer, can you put me down?"
"Okay." Alain gently set down Millie, whom he hadn't seen for a few minutes. After settling down, she found a mirror and started tidying her hat and gloves.
"Wow~ So this is the real world? Mirrors show reflections automatically without needing to turn on ray tracing!" Millie clicked her tongue in amazement, touching the mirror surface and her own reflection. "This lighting! It's ray tracing unavailable in <
"No, no, no... such detailed modeling, even an 80-series might not achieve this." Alain was stroking his own hair, but a hand beat him to it, touching his head first.
"Indeed!" the hat girl marveled, using her large gloves to feel the fineness of each strand. "Alain, so fine!"
He felt a bit annoyed. Coincidentally, his gaze fell on Millie's gloves. "Heh."
Meanwhile, Misha, having finished cooking, heard loud shouts coming from inside the bathroom. "Bestie! Alain is betraying you and making a move on me! Quick, save me!"
"...?" Misha, curious but also understanding something, chuckled wryly, walked to the bathroom, and opened the door. She saw Alain holding Millie's face back as she tried to bite, his other hand gripping the girl's glove.
"Playing dirty again? You promised me in the game, you'd wash my hands!"
"Bro! Please remove the 'for me'! And you actually didn't forget?!"
"This is the payment I deserve—for acting along with you!"
"Shh shh shh~ I forgot~ Waah waah waah! My strength suddenly increased!"
Alain looked at her seriously. "This is the buff an imp automatically applies to nearby members of the opposite sex, called the bullying buff. I received an attack power bonus."
"—"
"You don't need to ask why. Anyway, afterwards, you'll definitely be crying sob sob sob, begging Alain Onii-chan to forgive you."
"..." Millie belatedly realized this wasn't the main point of the topic. "Hah?! How dare you call me an imp? I'm clearly a tsundere! Wait, why are you laughing? Is it weird that I'm a tsundere? Watch me beat you up!"
Misha watched helplessly from the side. "Sure enough, it's gotten lively." She shook her head and walked in to separate the two.
"Alright, alright, wash hands later, let's eat first."
"What? There's a later? Bestie, aren't you on my side?!" Millie was horrified.
"...Sorry, I'm Alain's supportive wife; I have to prioritize his considerations." Misha apologized.
...
After Millie and Alain left the bathroom, Misha went in to take a bath to relieve her fatigue. The two good Bros, as time passed, finished the meal Misha had prepared.
"Wuwu... you two bad people! And friendship ultimately lost to love. Sob!" Millie was thoroughly bullied by Alain afterwards. Only after she cried sob sob sob and said "Alain Onii-chan, please let me go," did Alain stop.
As for washing hands and hair... although he really wanted to do it now, Alain's mental state was currently too exhausted. Better discuss it later. There were several more important things Alain needed to do.
First, the time for the next entry into the game. Alain glanced at the clock; it was evening now. He estimated he could re-enter <
Next, was the issue of sleeping arrangements in the real world. He looked at the layout of their small home. A one-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, one-bathroom, one-balcony setup was quite luxurious for someone his age, but still insufficient for three people. Currently, there were only two places that could be called beds:
One was the bed in his bedroom. Large and wide, overly luxurious for a small apartment near the school—a friendly bonus from the landlord back then. Squeezing slightly, it could probably fit three or four people. But it wasn't a place members of the opposite sex could intrude upon.
The last one was the sofa bed in the living room. Barely enough for one person; for two girls... it would be cramped.
Looks like the three of them will have to play rock-paper-scissors later.
Or... all three sleep together under one blanket? Alain fell silent. Seems okay too?
"Bro... your gaze is a bit dangerous." Millie silently raised her gloves into a boxing stance, making Alain pause.
"...!" Better discuss this later after Misha finishes her bath.
And in his mind, the third pressing issue emerged: "Sorry Millie, can you do me a favor?" He looked around, happening to see the overflowing trash can in the kitchen, finding an excuse. "Help me take out the trash. You can familiarize yourself a bit with reality."
"Hm? That's not a problem..." Millie was suspicious. Something feels strange about Alain? She awkwardly lifted the trash bag and headed towards the door. With a creak, her footsteps faded.
At last, only Alain remained in the living room. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although sending Millie away felt a bit mean, this kind of thing... had to be done.
This trip into the game world involved far too many incidents requiring him to suppress Little Alain. Not to mention, upon returning to reality, he had to continue suppressing himself under Misha's assault. Just when he thought he could catch his breath, he had another intimate roughhousing session with Millie...
Can't be helped, Bro, you're just too fragrant. It's because of you that I erred.
Right now, Millie was sent away, Misha wouldn't be out of the bath so quickly—this was the perfect opportunity. Thinking carefully, having two girls in the house now while doing this felt a bit pathetic.
He walked towards the computer. The screen was still lit, making him sigh in relief.
At this point...
Time for a round. Alain nodded. The learning materials were waiting for his attention too.
Unbeknownst to him, at the front door, an eye was quietly peeking at him.
"..." She lowered the brim of her hat, the corners of her eyes curving into a smile.
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