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"Where'd the kitty go?" Walking in the dim alleyway, Millie looked around puzzled, unable to find the cute shadow from last time. Looking at

"Where'd the kitty go?"

Walking in the dim alleyway, Millie looked around puzzled, unable to find the cute shadow from last time.

Looking at the hatted girl turning her head to search, Alain sighed slightly. After going out, Millie had a sudden impulse and wanted to walk through the alley from last time again. Her reasoning: "Last time there was no incident, maybe this time there will be!"

Thus, they returned to the scene of the "cat case."

Taking advantage of the moment when it was just the two of them, Alain also wanted to ask some things.

He took out his phone, looking confusedly at the characters on the bug fix panel.

[76%]

After one trip to the game world, Millie's progress bar started to increase again, instead of stagnating. This further disrupted Alain's plans, forcing him to adjust.

Though the increase was only 1%, not very high, Alain had no way of knowing the reason. But this was undoubtedly an opportunity.

Perhaps it was related to Millie's strange behavior when the three of them were discussing plans at home earlier. Alain looked at their hands, which were still linked and had not been released, deep in thought.

I should ask.

"Millie, do you think Misha smells better than me?"

"....?"

Millie, hearing this, turned her head to look at him with a bewildered expression. "What... what were you just saying?"

Alain thought his words might have been too aggressive. "No, when we were discussing the game world with my dear just now, weren't you always on Misha's side?" Alain put on a worried expression, which made the hatted girl quickly explain.

"How could I! I would never think you don't smell good! No... what am I saying."

"Hmm? Then for what reason?"

"...."

Millie fell silent instead. At the same time, the girl's footsteps quickened, bringing Alain's pace along with them, as if wanting to quickly walk out of this alley.

"Actually, it's because of the reason for us holding hands," she whispered faintly.

"?"

Holding hands, does it need a reason? Isn't it just a matter of wanting to?

Alain looked at her back, which she hadn't turned. The girl's footsteps went from initially fast to slow again. Until she slowly released Alain's hand, took off her glove, and retook his hand with her smooth skin.

"Because, holding hands with you, I absolutely have to compensate my best friend properly. So, speaking up for her should count as compensation." She, walking in front, shook her head.

Alain frowned slightly. "If you want to hold hands, just hold them. Why so many reasons? This isn't like you, being so wishy-washy."

He squeezed the girl's hand. "Look, you're so nervous your hands are all sweaty."

The girl in front chuckled and gave him a light punch. "What are you talking about? Don't you just like my hand sweat! Hentai bro~ Aiya, how did it come back to me? This is your and your best friend's confession rehearsal."

The girl looked at the alley entrance ahead, which meant... the start of the simulated date.

"Alright!" Her invigorating smile was hidden in the light of the setting sun. "Let's start our war (date)!"

Walking out of the alley, they were just right at the shopping mall. Alain let Millie pull him along, and under the pretext of "scouting the battleground," he was forced to go to the shopping area.

Okay.

"What do you think?" Millie held a box of Okamoto and, under the encouraging gaze of the saleswoman beside her, brazenly handed it to Alain.

"What do you think?"

Although he really wanted to, Alain was far from being in a state of desperate thirst. His energy had been drained once by Crazy Mita in 1.3B last time. Right now, he was in a state between a sage and a berserker.

"No, I'm asking you what you think of this brand." Millie put down the Okamoto and leaned close to Alain's ear. "Do you remember? Last time I came to the mall with you."

"Hmm?" Alain vaguely remembered there was such a thing. At that time, she had sent him away, saying she needed to buy something.

"At that time, I bought a full eight boxes of this brand. Ahem... I don't know if it's good or not."

Her shameful side profile sent a chill down Alain's lower body.

"But don't worry! That's for you and your best friend to use. Mm, that's right, just consider it my return gift to you." Millie patted Alain's back heavily, as if cheering.

"...Wasting money." Alain vaguely remembered that last time Millie went shopping with him, she had put those eight boxes somewhere in the house.

"One box in the bathroom, one box in the living room, one box by the computer, three boxes in the bedroom. The remaining two boxes are for backup," Millie said, as if she had guessed what he was thinking.

"..."

"Alright, alright, for your and Misha's happy life! Keep charging!"

After Millie finished this topic, she took him and left the mall.

Afterwards, the two went to the game arcade. After accompanying Millie in a fierce battle, they went to the amusement park at night.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Alain turned his head to see Millie's leisurely expression.

"Hahaha! Alain, you're so bad it's pitiful!"

"...I was letting you win."

It should be said... Millie was truly a master gamer. In KOF '02, he hadn't won a single round.

However, in a sense, Alain had also won. He opened his phone, checked the progress bar, and the number went from 76% to 80%.

Compared to a simulated date for Misha, he was more inclined to make Millie happy. Looking at it this way, the effect was obvious.

In his conversation with her, Alain also roughly understood the reason why Millie's progress bar could continue to grow, but not by much.

"Hey, Alain. We can't get separated. Let's just hold hands properly."

The other party always had to find a reason to hold hands to get rid of the guilt in her heart. A bit like self-deceiving escapism.

Alain had also told her that there was absolutely no need for this.

"No need... I think it's necessary." She boarded the Ferris wheel with a smile, sat on the chair, and looked at the night view. "Because, this date, is ultimately for your and Misha's confession. Not for me."

Looking at Alain also sitting opposite her, Millie's expression was serious. "For your and your best friend's happiness, and even more so, your happiness as Mita and player. As a good bro, I will definitely help you."

The Ferris wheel gradually rose, the moonlight flooding the window. Alain looked at her side profile, understanding that now was not the time for him to hesitate.

"Bro, you smell so good."

"...!"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, it was clear to see Millie's shoulder twitch slightly. She put on a disgusted look.

"Ugh... At a time like this, don't say such mood-ruining things to your good bro."

He, A-ed up:

"I'm serious."

"..."

Millie fell silent. She lowered the brim of her hat, making it impossible for Alain to see her expression.

"..."

She then turned her head, looking out the window.

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