"Darling, it looks like we're dead."
Alain stared, dumbfounded, at the vast expanse of black light around them. After the Modified Entity's surprise attack, they had arrived here. The feeling of weightlessness still hadn't ended. Since she had Alain with her, Crazy Mita decided to just give up.
"You..." This girl... it was as if just being with him was her heart's greatest desire. But Alain hadn't yet shown her the splendors of the real world; naturally, he didn't want to die so soon.
He squeezed her hand. Alain wasn't panicking. He calmly and expertly checked the Safety Guard panel. First, the firewall wasn't reacting at all, which proved this wasn't an attack from outside the game. Second, his uses of Safety Protection were still available. Since the protection, which was designed to counter in-game attacks, hadn't activated, it meant that he and Crazy Mita hadn't taken any damage just now. Unless they were instantly annihilated at the code level, along with the Safety Guard itself, the protection would have definitely activated.
"Relax, we're not dead."
"Darling is so calm at a time ," the girl who had been slacking off said, perking up upon hearing his answer and looking around.
As if on cue, once the two of them realized they were safe, the surrounding black light receded like leaking water, and other colors began to distinctly pour in. Pink and other bright decorations appeared like cascading sunlight. A moment later, with the feeling of solid ground beneath their feet, they completely left the black light and arrived at an unknown location. And yet, it felt somewhat familiar.
The soft pink wallpaper, the white particles drifting in through the window, the overall cozy atmosphere... and the beautiful photo of a girl with low ponytails hanging on the wall...
"Isn't this your private chambers?" Alain asked, looking thoughtfully at Crazy Mita.
"Private chambers? It's our marital home!" she corrected him emphatically.
"Actually, it's very simple to tell if this is version 1.9," the girl said, pointing to the ring on Alain's hand. He understood what she meant and checked the number on the ring. But forget a number, he couldn't even see a hint of its usual dark green light. The ring's function seemed to have completely died.
"What's going on? The ring isn't working?"
"...A little strange," Crazy Mita said, trying to snap her fingers. A crisp snap echoed, but the room didn't react at all.
"You don't have permissions here?" That shouldn't be right. His bad woman's permissions in the game were unexpectedly high. Teleportation was a daily routine for her. How could she not be able to control the permissions in version 1.9? Unless... this wasn't the version 1.9 they were familiar with, but somewhere else entirely.
Alain explained his guess to her.
"It's very simple to prove if this is my version 1.9," she said, giving him a complex look, then walked over to a paper box by the nightstand. She opened the box. Inside... were neatly arranged sets of underwear in various colors. She looked at them for a moment, then closed the box, turning her head back to Alain. "This isn't the version 1.9 I know."
You can tell just by looking at underwear?
"Hmph~ And whose fault is that, leaving an IOU?" she said to Alain peevishly. He remembered that when he first met his bad woman, he had taken a pair of her underwear and left a note. Wait, you still haven't thrown that away?
"So, when are you going to return my underwear to me?"
How am I supposed to handle this? Should I give them back now? Oh well, since the owner herself was asking... Alain was about to take out Crazy Mita's panties, but he noticed the low-ponytail girl was looking him up and down, as if... spying on something.
"...What are you looking at?"
"I was thinking, maybe I should just strip yours off you."
"Just kidding~" she said, but her expression didn't look like she was kidding at all. I'd better be careful when I'm teamed up with her...
As the two were silently lost in their own ulterior motives, Alain noticed a faint, rhythmic tapping sound. It was an extremely familiar sound, one he had definitely heard before. His memory spun, and an image came to his mind. He looked at Crazy Mita with disbelief.
"Did you... lock Misa up again?"
"Huh? The long-haired puppet came into the game world with you this time?" Crazy Mita was just as clueless, so it seemed that wasn't it. And yet, the current scenario perfectly matched a certain memory in his mind. He had a conclusion.
He walked over to the door, quietly opened a crack, and observed the living room. Seeing something, his expression suddenly changed. He waved at Crazy Mita, signaling her to come over. The girl walked to his side and peeked through the crack.
"What?!" she whispered, lightly slapping his arm.
In the living room stood a pretty girl with low ponytails. She was observing the layout of the room. As if noticing their gaze, she immediately looked in their direction. Alain quickly but gently closed the door.
"Was that my imagination...?" he heard the unfamiliar yet familiar girl mutter, before she continued what she was doing.
Left alone in the bedroom, the two breathed a sigh of relief. Alain looked at Crazy Mita and then pointed at the door. More accurately, at the person in the other room.
"Looks like it's me."
They both felt a sense of bewilderment. But neither of them were fools, and they instantly connected this to the ability of the fused Modified Entity.
"Spacetime...? Did we travel through time?" Crazy Mita mused.
As a transmigrator himself, Alain's ability to accept such information was very strong. He had long suspected this might happen after they were hit by the attack, but he hadn't imagined it would be with Crazy Mita.
"In that case, if there's a 'you' in this world, then there must also be a 'me.' I just don't know when that 'me' will arrive," he said, pointing toward the living room.
As he was thinking, Alain looked over at Crazy Mita and found her looking at him with a pleading expression.
"Can you do me a favor?"
"...Do what? If you want panties, I'm not giving you any," he said, then added, "Neither mine nor yours."
"That's not it. If I wanted them, I would definitely take them from you with my own hands. What I mean is—" She pointed to the living room. "Let's kill her together."
The person in the living room was the Crazy Mita of this timeline. So, his bad woman's meaning was to kill this Crazy Mita and then take her place? That is exactly the kind of thing you would do...
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