"So, I just need to stand here?" In the kitchen, Mila stood beside the black sphere, staring at the culprit that was constantly devouring the surrounding furniture.
"Yes. In a moment, I'll guide you step-by-step." Alain stood just behind and to her side, instructing Mila while conversing with 2D Mita.
As for behind them, the three Mitas waited at a safe distance, ready to provide support at any moment.
"Hey, can you not use that ambiguous tone?" Mila shot him a dissatisfied glance.
"I really don't get why little Miluo likes you so much."
"Hmm..." Miluo, the subject of the comment, mused for two seconds. "Because Sir Knight is so handsome! All the time."
"Well... when it comes to handsomeness, I hold my own."
Banter aside, following Alain's instructions, Mila placed her hand 10 centimeters above the black sphere.
"Now then, pardon the intrusion," Alain said, placing his hand on the back of hers.
"Don't you go doing anything weird!"
"Like what?" he asked without even looking up.
"Ugh... never mind, forget I said anything." Mila scratched her cheek as Alain guided her hand down, gradually moving closer to the black sphere.
Until—both their hands were completely submerged inside the black sphere.
"Ugh... so gross!" Mila could feel a sensation in her palm, like thick, sticky mud.
"Bear with it. The important part is still to come."
Meanwhile, guided by the Safety Guard's senses and 2D Mita's directions, Alain led Mila's hand, gradually feeling for a deeper spot.
"Ping..."
The next second, their path forward was blocked by something, which emitted a beautiful tone like an orchestral instrument.
"I-I touched something weird!" Mila's face couldn't help but turn pale.
"Alright, alright." Alain looked at the icon on his phone screen. After touching what felt like a "thread," the Intranet Firewall icon began to flash more rapidly.
2D Mita also nodded at him. "Alain, that's it!"
"Got it."
As Mila felt it, Alain began guiding her hand in a series of strange movements.
It was like plucking thin threads one by one, which in itself didn't seem like much.
The key thing was... her own hand was being manipulated by him like a marionette, which was just indescribably... Weird!
The girl stared at the black sphere, and gradually, her vision penetrated its dark surface, reaching the spot where Alain was working hard.
It was probably thanks to Alain that she could clearly see the work he was doing.
By touch, they felt like threads. In reality, they were lines of code, one after another, which Alain was parting one by one.
But judging by the density of the lines, it would probably take a while to finish.
Speaking of which... after all these lines were parted, would they all be leaving?
Mila thought, her gaze falling on a photo frame in the corner.
The glass of the frame reflected the worried faces of the girls standing behind her.
This group, they had disturbed her life the moment they arrived. But in truth, after all the noise, when the quiet returned, she would actually feel a little unaccustomed to it.
The girl glanced at the ticking clock. Less than three hours had passed from when she got out of the bath, through the end of the pillow fight, to now, dealing with this bug.
She really had met a group of interesting people.
Misha's first impression on her was that of a gentle and serious girl. In reality, she was exactly as she seemed, like a big sister who didn't mind mingling with everyone.
She was practically the perfect model for the term "young lady."
As for Millie... that one was the loudest. Mila's initial impression of her wasn't great. But after spending time with her, she was a very interesting girl! Always had endless things to talk about.
Miluo was the Mita she got along with best. The way she called her "Big Sister Mila" made her very happy From her silhouette, she seemed very cute. And her voice was pleasant too
Too bad she'd fallen for Alain.
Mila's gaze flickered to the young man beside her.
Her first impression of Alain, aside from "harem protagonist," was nothing special. She didn't even see much of the "yasashii" (kindness) typical of harem protagonists. She once couldn't understand why everyone always gathered around him.
But after spending these three hours with him, her impression had changed a lot.
Daring to speak and act, and very caring towards his Mitas, even Mila herself had unconsciously received much of his kindness.
Now, she could sum Alain up in one sentence:
He's a good guy.
The girl looked back, gazing at the lines of code within the black sphere that were gradually being parted.
The lines, once so dense you couldn't see the end, were now becoming sparse. The bug fix would be over soon, wouldn't it?
Will everyone... come back to see me?
Watching the lines, Mila's lips moved slightly, and she murmured softly, at a volume no one could hear.
The moment she said it, even she herself was a little surprised.
I'm actually a little reluctant to see them go... This won't do!
Mila knew everyone was watching, and she couldn't show any weakness.
Otherwise, the perfect first impression she'd built would be ruined!
This farewell is for the sake of a better reunion in the future!
Mila comforted herself with this thought.
Besides, there were many things she could do alone that she couldn't with everyone around.
For example, if they were here, how would she have the peace to read?
Or when she was practicing her sword skills, a few of them would probably be making noise nearby.
And another thing, once they left, no one would bother her while she continued to train—with push-ups!
"Done." The word came from Alain.
As it reached Mila's ears, she was surprised to find that the black sphere before her had vanished.
It was all over.
Alain let go of her hand.
Everyone returned to the living room.
Miluo looked at Mila, reluctant to part, "Big Sister Mila... I don't want to leave you!" The girl threw herself into her arms, drawing a delicate laugh from Mila.
"Can't be helped. Such is my charm~"
"Mila." Millie took advantage of the moment while they could still interact and returned the pen to her. "Let's play together again later!"
"Of course! The pillow fight is only half over!" Mila took the pen, feeling her own bright smile.
The pen's cap was on tight, just as it was before she had lent it out, unchanged.
"Miss Mila." It was Misha's turn. She came over and said softly, "Please wait for us, wait for Alain."
"Wait for what? I'm perfectly fine on my own. You all can take your time."
She put on an older-sisterly air, mimicking Misha's tone to lecture them, "Safety first!"
After speaking, she pursed her lips and let out a little "pfft."
And Alain slowly knelt in front of her. His fingertip caught the heavy tear running down Mila's cheek, "I will definitely save you."
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