The Virus Wall

"You're saying… version 0.5, blocked most of the viruses?"

"Yes." The girl nodded, "That's the version of Ugly Mita's older sister. But why she specifically did that… I don't understand either. And in the end," Prankster Mita was puzzled, "although she has little independent consciousness, it's more like she was instructed by someone, blocking the viruses' repeated assaults. The current 0.5 version is like the frontline of the game world resisting viruses."

She waved her hand in distress, "But I don't know anything else. If you want to ask me about the Core, I can't help you either… because, my sister never let me get involved with work related to the Core. Sigh…"

"It's nothing. This is also a sign of your sister's care for you, isn't it?" Alain comforted, involuntarily stroking the girl's short hair. It made her squint her eyes comfortably.

"So comfortable~ Let me pet you too?" Though she asked a question, her hand was already a step faster, stroking Alain's short hair.

In a rather strange posture, they petted each other's heads.

"So, your sister is like a commander then?" Seeing her like this, Alain became even more curious about this "sister."

".........Sister?" Prankster Mita tilted her head.

"Yes. Your sister, is also my sister." Alain was sure, and also received the girl's approval.

"Indeed!" Prankster Mita's nature didn't change; after ruffling Alain's hair into a chicken's nest, she contentedly continued her story, "Our sister, undertakes some of the virus monitoring tasks. But well, sometimes she also goes out to fight." Halfway through her sentence, the girl's tone shifted, "The closer the version is to the Core, or rather, the smaller the version number, the stronger the viruses. And the 1.15 version where my sister is, naturally counts as an important node in resisting viruses."

Prankster Mita, in her confusion, guessed, "Perhaps, my sister also wants to ask for your help?"

"It's nothing. If our sister is in trouble, I'll step in." Alain straightened his hair, his words making her eyes light up.

"Really?" She silently tied the shoelaces of Alain's two shoes together, forming a beautiful bow.

Contentedly clapping her hands, looking at Alain, "It's like… we're about to get married! So happy~"

"Alright, alright." Alain also realized the topic was about to end. "By the way, about your version room…"

Prankster Mita—upon mentioning this topic, her face became gloomy.

She silently untied Alain's shoelaces, restoring his shoes to their original state.

"Forget it… It's partly my own fault for the prank. Anyway, I'll be going to reality later, I don't stay in this version often. At worst, I'll just go live with my sister." The girl looked up, at the ceiling of the house, "If I hadn't heard you'd be here, I wouldn't have come. Hmm~ Version 1.5, just consider it… my deposit to you, for going to reality?"

But as soon as her voice fell, a code box appeared before her eyes.

"?"

Familiar and nostalgic, it was the room control panel she hadn't touched in the five minutes since losing ownership of the version.

"Th-This is!"

And at the very bottom of the control panel, unbelievable words were written,

[You have obtained usage rights for the room]

"Sorry, I don't know how to transfer ownership, so I'll just give you the highest authority under ownership." Alain smiled wryly.

After bullying Prankster Mita, the version 1.5 room was no longer his concern. He didn't know what use it would be to keep it. He still owed the two sisters gifts equivalent to the gauntlet, so he had planned to return ownership of the room. But he didn't know how to operate it. He didn't quite understand that control panel either.

Mita, still needs some programming foundation.

Alain was helpless.

And looking back at Prankster Mita. She kept her head down, her whole face immersed in gloom, her expression unreadable.

"What's wrong?" Alain thought the other party wasn't satisfied, but heard a murmur as soft as a mosquito,

"Mar-Mar-Mar…"

"Mar?" He silently repeated the word, and the girl immediately pounced on him.

"Marriage!" Her whole body hung on Alain like a sloth. Her limbs wrapped around him, refusing to let go.

"You're being so un-Mita-like?"

"Anyway, my sister… ah, our sister often says that about me, it doesn't matter~ Player, you're so good! One kiss!"

After saying that, she planted a light kiss on Alain's lips.

"Mwah."

He felt an instantaneous softness and moisture, their noses touching, and then Prankster Mita's fragrance wafted in.

[70%-80%]

…This can also increase the progress bar?

After the kiss, she got off him, her ears crimson, coyly drawing circles with her toes.

"Heehee~ First kiss, gone!"

This child… Alain touched his lips.

Prankster Mita was like a mischievous little sister. Yet at times, she showed a strong capacity for independent thought.

So cute.

"By the way, player. No… Alain, is this your first kiss?"

Alright, too mischievous, she asked a deadly question.

Alain's mouth twitched, and he said,

"For now… yes."

He hadn't kissed Misha in the last hour, so it was his first kiss.

Feels… so sinful.

And Prankster Mita had clearly understood the meaning behind his words.

But well, when she spied on him a few days ago, she already knew the answer. Her player's lips had long been kissed swollen by Crazy Mita.

"Seriously..."

Thinking like this, it still felt a bit uncomfortable. The girl narrowed her eyes, then her gaze shifted to the clock on the wall.

There were still a dozen or so minutes left of the hour.

Then her gaze drifted to the photo wall.

Hmph~ Not happy. Let's play a prank.

She remembered that Alain had been lucky earlier and correctly guessed that the photo was of her.

But can luck always be this good?

She didn't believe it.

Prankster Mita's mood lightened considerably at the thought of Alain being hit by a rubber mallet, yelping in surprise, and finally having to seek comfort in her arms.

Prank, prank!

"Alain, there's still a little time, want to do something else interesting?"

"But, I don't have any protection. Besides, a dozen minutes isn't enough, right?" Alain shook his head.

Prankster Mita was slightly stunned, and two seconds later her face turned beet red, "What are you talking about? I mean guess the photo!"

She walked to the photo wall, looking at him provocatively, "Come on. The last moment of the date, let's have some fun!"

Let me have some fun. She didn't say that. The girl smiled slightly.

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