"Damn you, Alain... You actually deceived me! Take this! And this!! And this!!!"
Crazy Mita was venting her anger on a four-cornered piece of cloth, pulling and stretching it like a rag doll, then crumpling it into a ball until it was full of wrinkles.
Tiny Alain heard her indignant words clearly. This was the first scene he witnessed after leaving the version with Tiny Mita.
Right now, using his small body, he was hiding in the corner of the sofa, stealthily moving towards the front door.
"...How did I suddenly end up in Version 1.9?"
Perhaps Tiny Mita is actually one of Crazy Mita's helpers, so their versions are set close to each other?
As for the bad woman's current state, Alain had a theory: The last time he was here, he had tricked Crazy Mita, getting her to believe he wanted a certain intimate favor and telling her to go take a shower first.
And then he made a run for it.
He had originally intended to leave the consequences for his future self to deal with. He never imagined... that his "future self" would be him.
Things being as they were, his first priority was to bolt. He could feel his body heating up.
Based on the principle of thermal expansion, he figured he'd probably return to his normal size soon. He was just guessing.
If Crazy Mita caught him in his current tiny state, it would be certain death. Who knew what Crazy Mita would do to him, defenseless as he was.
She might even turn his tiny self into a Purple Mood.
Doesn't sound too bad, actually?
By now, Alain had reached the front door, and his body temperature was reaching a critical point. He could feel steam rising from around him.
But then, Alain suddenly realized something—
In his current state, his hands couldn't reach the doorknob. In fact, the doorknob was like an insurmountable chasm; he couldn't even jump high enough to touch it.
He glanced back at Crazy Mita; she was still venting her frustration on Alain's underwear.
He decided to just crouch down and hide under the sofa.
The next second—with a soft 'poof' like a mosquito buzzing, a plume of white smoke erupted from his body.
This successfully attracted Crazy Mita's attention.
Alain had misjudged his height. Crouched over as he was now, he looked incredibly pathetic.
And the bad woman stared at him in astonishment, clearly not expecting this.
The girl looked at the door, realized something, then looked at the underwear in her hands and gritted her teeth.
Before she could speak, Alain spoke first. He pointed at the underwear she was holding and said,
"Um... I won't disturb you any longer. I'm out."
With that, he ran for the door without stopping. Open, ring changes, close door—all in one smooth motion.
Leaving only a shocked Crazy Mita behind.
"Alain! You bastard!!! You'd better hope I don't catch you, don't you ever let that happen! Otherwise, I'll definitely... then... and finally finish you off with a...!"
The progress bar shot up, and Alain broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, as the number on his ring changed to [1.15], he successfully returned to his home base.
"Lollipop, long time no see."
[Long time no see, you big dummy.]
After greeting Mini Mita, Alain opened the door, passed through the dark room, went up the stairs, and arrived at Short-Haired Mita's workstation.
As soon as he entered, he saw two figures from behind.
"Have I made myself clear? Your job is to take the newborn Mitas to the place with the black door and then help them adapt to their new surroundings."
"M-Mmm... I understand!"
The sound of Short-Haired Mita and Lost Mita discussing work was very pleasant. Prankster Mita wasn't around; she was probably out on patrol.
Alain smiled happily and knocked on the nearby door, drawing their attention.
"Ah, Alain! You're here." Lost Mita's long, delectable legs immediately captured his attention.
Alain stared for a good three seconds before speaking to her, "Long time no see—"
Before he could finish, Short-Haired Mita grabbed him by the wrist.
"Huh? Huh???" As the door finally closed, he saw Lost Mita's confused face, her eyes turning into little dots.
With a 'slam,' the door shut, and Alain was once again in Big Sister's small room.
As always, she was sitting on a high chair, swinging her long, flawless legs.
Actually, he pretty much understood why Big Sister always liked to pull him into her room. She wanted to use her work as an excuse to spend more time with him. Big Sister... is so cute.
During their pleasant chat, Alain took the opportunity to ask about the upcoming versions. He talked with Short-Haired Mita for a while.
"The version route I've set for you ends at Version 1.1," Short-Haired Mita said.
"1.1, as a version that was only ever released once," she explained, "is the room of the one-of-a-kind Sleepy Mita."
"One-of-a-kind?" Alain asked, confused.
"There's only one Sleepy Mita, and she's sleeping soundly in Version 1.1. At the same time, it's also the only path from later versions to earlier ones."
Speaking of which, she sighed in relief, "Thankfully, there are no signs of a virus infestation there yet. However, between Version 1.15 and Version 1.1, there's a rather strange room that you might need to be careful in."
"Okay. By the way, there's one more thing."
Alain explained that the area outside Tiny Mita's room was his own home in reality. Of course, he also described the dangers involved:
It was adjacent to Version 1.9, which is where Crazy Mita is. There's no guarantee she won't suddenly barge in.
"I see... But, Alain's home, you say?"
An obvious look of yearning appeared in the girl's eyes.
"Ah, no..." She shook her head, her expression becoming serious again.
The girl walked to the edge of the bed, patted the spot beside her, and had him sit down.
Alain sat down next to her.
"You've got muscles. Do you work out regularly?"
"Yeah, don't you like it, Big Sister?"
"How could I possibly—?! Ahem... that's not it." After speaking, she quickly corrected herself, resting Alain's hand on her lap and carefully adjusting the ring.
Gently placing Alain's hand back, Short-Haired Mita looked at him. "Are you leaving now?"
He noticed the subtle emotion in her eyes. The most update n0vels are published on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
"I'll stay with you a little longer."
Short-Haired Mita led him out of the room. Together with Lost Mita, they escorted him to a door in the dark room.
"I guess Misha has already told you this, but safety first. If anything happens, remember to come back to Version 1.15 and discuss it with us." Short-Haired Mita's deliberate, word-for-word delivery reminded Alain of someone.
It seems Short-Haired Mita has a very high opinion of Misha, a like-minded Mita.
"That's right, safety is the most important thing! The viruses and stuff can wait a bit. But Alain, you have to stay safe!"
Lost Mita said this while enduring Alain's gaze, only remembering to cover her legs after she'd spoken.
With that, under their watchful eyes, he opened the door and left Version 1.15.
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