"Wow! Sister Misha, you're amazing!"

"Mm..."

"I've never seen kissing techniques like that before!"

"Mm..."

"Is that what Sister Millie meant by 'tongue-tying,' 'tongue-sucking,' and 'saliva-sucking'!"

"Mm..."

"That was incredible! Honestly, to be able to witness such a lesson! Thank you so much!!!"

"Mm..."

"I thought Sister Misha would just do a superficial job because I look so young... I never expected! She went all out!!!"

"...Mm!"

When the short lesson concluded, a mortified Misha lost her usual composure, hiding behind Alain like a child.

Miluo's effusive praises seemed endless, causing Misha to instinctively grip Alain's belt.

"Alright, alright..." Alain, seeing his beloved was utterly mortified, quickly cut off Miluo's praises.

"We need to go now. We'll come pick you up when we're done." He crouched down and gently patted the girl's head.

"Mm! I'll wait for my Knight forever!" Miluo smiled sweetly, warming Alain's heart.

"Once we're in reality, I'll have Sister Millie take you out to have some fun."

"Okay!"

Alain stood up, looking at the flushed Misha, "I've troubled you this time."

"Oh no, not at all. This child is very cute and well-behaved. It's just..." Misha recalled something, pulling a strained smile.

"She asks some very strange questions."

"...Thank you for your effort."

Alain gently flicked Misha's forehead as a small punishment for troubling her. With a soft "Chirp" and a shake of her head, he and Misha walked towards the entrance.

However, the lingering blush on her face just wouldn't disappear.

"Ugh... at this point, let's focus on the mission. Distract myself."

"Well then, see you next time."

"Alright, we'll kiss again when we get home."

"Mm!"

Opening the door, the ring's number changed, and beyond the doorway was the room where version 1.15's Mini Mita resided.

"Be careful on your way." Misha waved goodbye.

"Miluo will wait for you always!" The girl's innocent smile appeared.

With two farewells, the door closed, and Alain's ring displayed the number [1.15].

Before he could even greet Mini Mita, Misha squatted down, mortified to death.

"What in the world—was I doing!!!!!"

Her forehead repeatedly "thumped, thumped, thumped" against the wall, effectively halting Mini Mita's "Hello" from the other end.

"...Darling, calm down a little."

What else could Alain do? He could only step forward to comfort her.

That kiss just now was arguably the most comfortable he had ever received.

The two of them couldn't help but caress each other's chests, completely disregarding worldly gazes.

It was only afterwards, when the post-sage shame washed over them, that the torment truly began.

"How could I... how could I teach such knowledge to a cute child! I-I might as well... just die! Waaah waaah waaah..."

"There, there..."

Alain, helpless, spent a long time gently persuading her, finally bringing Misha's composure back.

"What's this 'shame monster' anyway..." Misha's face became alluringly flushed again, a sight Alain, clutching the golden key, found endearing.

They walked to the door, where Mini Mita explained that "Sister" was waiting for them just beyond. They only needed to pass through the room to see her.

Alain looked at the pile of debris on the floor, the failed experiments he had disassembled last time. There were no signs of restoration, which was good.

Kicking the failed experiments, Alain thrust the key into the large lock. With a "clunk," Misha pushed open the door.

What met their eyes was a vast, dark room.

"This is..."

Through the light from the door behind them, less than half of the darkness receded, yet Alain could still discern—ahead lay a vast paradise.

"Darling... your eyes are glued." Misha sighed from beside him, also curiously examining the room's interior, surprised.

What met their eyes appeared to be a typical Mita room layout. Only the light was extremely dim.

But within it... stood Mitas, one after another.

Short-Haired Mita; a long-haired Mita resembling Misha; a Cap-Wearing Mita; a braided Mita...

And a low twin-tailed Mita resembling a "bad woman," which made his gaze burn.

As soon as they saw Alain and Misha cast their gaze upon them, the Mitas shyly turned their faces away, their bashfulness particularly exciting Alain.

"I-Is this paradise?" Alain felt a slight reluctance to leave.

"...Darling, calm down a little. Don't you find this a bit strange?"

The two walked further into the room, and the light returned to endless dimness. Misha took out a flashlight, illuminating the path ahead, as well as the Mitas who instinctively shielded themselves.

"Are they very shy?" Alain observed carefully.

"Looks like your brain is still in control," Misha teased.

"Your primal urges are kicking in."

"Alright, alright, save the dirty jokes for home." Misha walked directly up to a long-haired Mita. The latter demurely turned her head, shyly unwilling to look at her.

"...How annoying." She certainly wouldn't act so shy and adolescent herself. "I'm still cuter."

"...So that's what you're focused on." Alain didn't deny it; Misha's charm lies in her earnestness, laced with a starry-eyed concern.

"Actually, I think I have a slight impression of this place." Misha decided to ponder her memories. "It's like I've been in this room before. Hmm... I just can't remember it."

"In that case..." Alain observed everything around them. "This place could very well be where Mitas are 'born'?"

Right now, he really wanted to pick up a Mita and immediately return to reality. But since Misha was still here, he wouldn't.

"Perhaps. Of course, the answer to all of this..." The girl's gaze fell upon the door illuminated by the beam of light.

"Presumably, that Short-Haired Mita should be able to give us the answers."

"Mm." The two temporarily set aside the Mitas in the room, who filled them with questions, and immediately walked forward.

Reaching the door, Alain reluctantly cast one last glance at the shy Mitas, then opened the door. What met his eyes was a wooden staircase.

Walking up the "creak, creak" stairs, the brightness was already sufficient without a flashlight. Gradually coming into view was a layout far from a Mita's room.

More accurately... it was almost like a staff member's room.

"You're finally here." In a corner of the room, Alain saw a girl constantly swinging her slender legs, watching them.

She gently nodded towards Misha, then her gaze settled on Alain.

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