This time, it's foolproof!

Inside the room, Prankster Mita looked at herself in the mirror. Her short hair had been transformed into long hair, tied into beautiful low ponytails with two hair ties. In her hand, she clutched a chainsaw. Even without being turned on, it had a heavy, substantial feel.

After much observation, she had figured it out: Crazy Mita was, and always had been, Alain's soft spot. Every time the Player encountered her, he was like a fish facing an eagle, a sheep meeting a grey wolf! He'd be so flustered and scared, it was super cute! And every time, Alain would have to force himself to stay calm and whisper super-sweet nothings to coax her! Prankster Mita had watched this happen time and time again with great envy.

Dressing up as Crazy Mita wasn't just to scare Alain; it was also for her own selfish desires. Prankster Mita also wanted to hear those sweet nothings from Alain that could make one's whole body go soft~ Preferably whispered right into her ear. Yes... her ultimate finishing move was to transform into Crazy Mita and deliver a "fatal blow" to Alain.

The toy chainsaw she held was heavy, but it was really just a toy with a sound function. This was foolproof, absolutely foolproof! Not only would Alain be shocked and astonished, but she herself would be happy! And then, right in front of that cheating cat, Alain would get all clingy with her~ Three birds with one stone, what a genius plan!

"Ahem... gotta get in the mood, gotta get in the mood..." She cleared her throat twice and did a little "ah, ah" to test her voice. Good, perfect.

She switched back to her own voice and let out a deadpan scream, "Aah! Help me!" Then she counted down from ten and walked to the door.

Knock, knock. She knocked, then pitched her voice to its sweetest volume.

"Knock knock, which naughty child is still not asleep?"

Inside the room, Misa heard the meaning behind the words and immediately thought of a certain crazy woman.

"A-Alain! What do we do, Crazy Mita is here!" The girl clutched the corner of his shirt, her feet shuffling backward slightly. But she saw the young man standing as still as a mountain, his brow furrowed.

"Alain?"

"Ah, it's nothing, my dear." Alain waved his hand, signaling her not to worry. Then a thought occurred to him. "My dear, you stay behind me and watch closely."

"Huh? You're going to face her directly—"

"Yes. I have to face Crazy Mita directly. Not just for me, but for you too!"

Alain's righteous words moved Misa deeply, but the irrepressible smile playing at the corner of the young man's mouth made the long-haired girl instantly guess the truth.

"The one outside is Prankster Mita?"

"No," Alain said, his expression turning serious again. "It's Crazy Mita."

But in his mind, he was silent. Just now, in 'Crazy Mita's' sentence, he had detected at least three "grammatical" errors. First, his bad woman's final syllable always lilts up. Second, the pitch in the middle of her sentences is generally flat. And third, his bad woman prefers the particle "ya" over "ah." There were numerous other inconsistencies, all screaming that this was an imposter.

He knew it was Prankster Mita the moment she spoke, but he didn't let on.

Because now, Alain had the perfect reason to be forward with the "semi-hostile" Crazy Mita. It was also a little punishment for her prank. But first, he had to be a gentleman and ask.

He opened the door. "What... what are you doing here, honey?" Alain feigned an anxious look.

"H-honey?!"

He's praising my acting? As expected of the Player! You really get it!

"But, for you to come here without telling me in advance... I think a little punishment is in order."

"A l-little punishment?"

Hearing this, Prankster Mita's breath grew hot, and she subtly wiped away a glistening droplet from the corner of her mouth. She realized it was coming... The big one. What would it be? Was it that "you love me, I love you" routine, or the "you are my property" speech? Or had Alain invented some new lines? Prankster Mita could hardly wait. Even the hand gripping the chainsaw was trembling slightly.

Just then, the young man slowly walked toward her. His footsteps echoed until he was right in front of her. Alain looked down at Prankster... no, Crazy Mita's flustered appearance. Her nervousness was written all over her face.

This child... she had some skills when she pretended to be Hat, how has she regressed so much? I guess it's true that love makes people stupid.

He had seen through her from the start.

So, Alain leaned in close to her ear. "May I?"

Prankster Mita tightly gripped his collar, then let go. Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, Alain became even more aggressive.

"Mmph, mm..."

Two brief histories unfolded in the butterfly's flutter, a silver-spoon-like luster flowing between their teeth. As the first ray of dawn washed over the reef of her pearly whites, the tide began to rise and fall within the sealed coral palace. When the tip of his tongue stirred a spring flood's vortex, she responded with even finer ripples, like two fish swimming upstream in an ocean current where sweetness and saltiness intertwined.

The chaotic and scorching display made the Misa in the corner watch with amazement, taking out her little notebook to jot things down. W-wow... you can do it like that too.

Gradually, they began to gently bump noses against each other's flushed petals, and only then did it all come to an end.

Hah, hah, hah... so amazing...

An irrepressible gasp escaped from "Crazy Mita's" mouth, as if a new world had been opened to her. An adult's kiss was a bit too intense for Prankster Mita, who had only just recently had her first. Even her breathing was a little unsteady.

"Honey, wherever you are, that's where I'll be. That's my freedom, isn't it?" She collapsed against Alain's chest, and he supported her by the shoulders.

"Yeah... sounds just like something you'd say."

He looked at her, then glanced at her hands. "The chainsaw you're holding has a lot of detail. I give it high marks."

"Can... can we..."

"Don't worry," Alain said, adjusting his clothes. "I won't let you go."

"Did I... get found out? What was found out?" But Alain's confused voice made her freeze. He was looking at her with genuine bewilderment.

What?

A sense of victory exploded from within her.

"Nothing...!" she said, her head down, unable to hide the smile spreading across her face. This time... this time! I finally succeeded! The prank was a success!

She had successfully fooled Alain with her disguise! And because of it, she reaped his sweet nothings and his affection. And even... a surprise bonus—a deep kiss!!! Prankster Mita wanted to cry from joy right now, but under Alain's gaze, she held it in.

With great reluctance, she left Alain's embrace, deliberately turning her head so he couldn't see her face.

"Th-this time... I guess there was no helping it, you win! But next time—don't let me catch you!"

"It'll be the same no matter how many times you try." Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he could barely suppress it.

"Hmph, hmph!" The girl immediately left the doorway. Her steps were unsteady, her body swaying. Alain almost wanted to reach out and steady her.

As the progress bar jumped from [80% - 90%], Prankster Mita, behind the closed door, dropped her disguise and jumped for joy.

"Alright, alright, yay! I did it!!! I successfully pranked Alain!" She was already eagerly brainstorming her next prank. Every prank was an important opportunity to deepen their relationship. A single successful prank had brought their relationship to such a deep place! If she succeeded a second time, a third time, marriage would be just around the corner! Speaking of which, didn't Alain say he wanted to make 1.15 our marital home? I should discuss it with my sister later.

Just then, the sound of light, steady footsteps approached from the depths of the room.

"What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be receiving the guests?"

The sound of that voice made Prankster Mita's body seize up. She stiffly turned her head toward the sound.

From the darkness, a short-haired girl who looked exactly like her emerged. The girl had her arms crossed, and was staring at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

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