The Hat's Game Controller

[Gamepad] [Points Required: 0]

In other words, this must be a complimentary bonus from the System, included after purchasing the "Bring Out Hat Mita" item. That was the only way the '0 Points' cost made sense, Alain figured.

He clicked on the item's details page: [Exclusive equipment belonging to this bug]. Apart from this single line of text, there was nothing else.

What's this thing even good for?

Alain felt a tug on the glove he was holding. Turning his head, he saw, as expected, Hat Mita's sneaky little hand.

"Oops, did you see me?" She scratched her head, embarrassed, though the grip on the glove didn't lessen. "Could you give the glove back? It's just... my hand feels a bit chilly."

As Alain saw it, perhaps the gloves held the same significance for Hat Mita as panties might. The term 'little sister' evoked shame for a young girl; hands evoked shame for Hat Mita. Therefore, Hat Mita's hands = 'little sister'.

"..." Alain realized with a jolt—didn't that make what he'd just done rather ungentlemanly?

Here.

Since she had promised to go home and wash his hands for him, he had no reason to keep teasing her.

"Next time, I'll try taking off your hat."

Alright, so he was still teasing her. He really wanted to know what her hair, hidden under that hat for so long, smelled like.

He couldn't imagine how good it might smell. Probably deeply marinated by now.

"No! Way!!" After hastily putting the glove back on, she quickly shielded her hat.

"Why are you trying to—to steal my main appeal! Bro, you're such a terrible friend!"

"Isn't your personality your main appeal?"

"..."

Hat Mita looked at him, silent for two seconds, then broke into a smile and threw another punch, landing a light tap on Alain's stomach. "Hey! Bro! If you know how to talk sweet, say more!"

"Oof... finding it a bit hard to breathe." Seeing Hat Mita's triumphant expression, like a victor, Alain steered the conversation back on track.

"Alright, enough idle chatter."

"Then it's my time to shine!"

"No changing the subject." Feeling a bit like Misha, Alain gave her a gentle chop with the side of his hand.

"Tch~ Bro, it's only at times like these that you really match your Best Friend. So, what did you want to say?"

The girl didn't seem bothered, only concerned about whether her hat had gotten wrinkled.

"I want to give you a gift." Alain tapped into the System Shop and spent 0 points to purchase the gamepad.

"A gift? What gift? And what are you looking at? What are you tapping? What are you doing?"

The hatted girl noticed Alain occasionally tapping at the empty air in front of him, her curious little hand sweeping through the space he was interacting with.

"Okay, don't worry about this."

Alain pretended to reach into a non-existent backpack behind him. The next second, right before Hat Mita's eyes, he produced a gamepad.

"Whoa! The first gift Bro has ever given me!" Her tone remained casual, but her hands accepted it with solemn care.

"Is this... a gamepad?"

Her large glove gently caressed the surface of the gift. It was primarily blue and black, with the power button pulsing blue light. Added to that were purplish-red joysticks and buttons – clearly Mita's primary color scheme.

She carefully took off her glove, her fingers tracing the material meticulously, almost reverently.

What her fingertips brushed against was a matte texture. Cool and real.

She glanced at the other gamepads on the living room table. The models constructed by the game designer looked slightly shoddy, merely functional at best.

But the one Alain had given her felt exquisitely detailed, like a model from a AAA game.

"This is an amazing gamepad! Bro, thank you!" The girl couldn't put it down, then turned the conversation, "So, what kind of return gift do you want?"

"Let me wash your hands," Alain answered without hesitation.

"Er... you haven't forgotten about that yet." Hat Mita gave a wry smile. "How about something else? Let's change it~"

"That's true."

From Alain's perspective, washing her hands was already scheduled for when he returned to reality; it was decided. It was essentially already his. So, it was time to demand an extra reward beyond what was already agreed upon.

"I want to wash your hair for you."

"..." Hat Mita fell silent, quickly stuffing the gamepad into her pocket, pulling her glove back on, and placing both hands firmly on her hat.

"Bro, you really have a strange fixation! Why are you so eager for physical contact? Aren't we bros?"

"You disagree?" Alain felt she was overreacting.

If he wanted to seriously argue back, he might have said something like, "We're already bros, and I haven't even asked to see you naked when we shower together, so what's the big deal about washing your hair?"

He didn't say it out loud, though. And Hat Mita's reply came first.

"You already gave me this gift, and you still want to wash my hair... Of course, I have no reason to refuse! But—"

She held up a finger on her thick glove, "Helping me wash my hair doesn't count as the return gift! Hmm! I haven't thought of one yet, so just look forward to it!"

"Alright, alright." Now, there were two girls who owed him gifts: Hat Mita and Crazy Mita.

Thinking about it like that, he felt quite sinful.

Then, he heard her tone shift. "However!"

Hat Mita emphasized, "You need to remember, our relationship is 'bro'. In English, it's 'brother', in Chinese, it's 'xiōngdì', in Japanese-English, 'buraza'. We are brothers, close friends, beloved family!"

"Bro, you smell nice."

"Ah!"

Hat Mita seemed to get PTSD from that sentence, quickly stepping back and clutching her chest.

"Close call, close call... Bro, our friendship can't turn sour. Besides..."

Her gaze swept past Alain's face, focusing on his collar, hesitant. "You already have your Best Friend—Misha—as your exclusive Mita."

Her eyes flickered slightly. "It wouldn't be good for me to interfere."

She's not my Mita either, Alain wanted to say.

He believed his Mita had always been the 'bad woman'.

Besides, even if he did have his own Mita, he still found Misha cute and wanted to date her, hold her hand, hug her, kiss her, and maybe even do other things. Naturally, he also thought Hat Mita was cute.

Whether he had a Mita or not didn't really affect his feelings.

Cute is cute, and his affection for the Mitas was already high. Alain wasn't afraid to admit that.

"Oh, right!" Hat Mita clapped her hands, her relaxed demeanor returning. The heavy atmosphere between them instantly dispersed with her words.

"You call your Best Friend 'Misha', right?" Her eyes narrowed into a mischievous smile.

"Tell me about it? What kind of love story is hidden within the name 'Misha'?"

"You're quite the gossip. I'll tell you later. It's nothing much, really." Alain almost forgot that when he brought Hat Mita to reality, he also needed to give her a name convenient for getting around.

"Speaking of which, you need a name too."

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