"So, for the sake of saving this Player, you risked danger and came to Version 1.9?"

After Alain and Crazy Mita confirmed their strategy: leading Kind Mita out of the basement, and helping the player escape the game.

They planned to follow the established procedure, speedrunning through it once more. Then, when the player went to the basement, they would remove the game cartridge.

Of course, whether the player's departure or stay was connected to clearing the game was merely Alain's guess. If they failed, they would deal with it then.

Focusing on the present.

It was also necessary to make Crazy Mita experience Kind Mita's torment once again.

After all, they didn't know if the long-haired girl's favorability would be needed later when proceeding to the core.

"Yes, yes, you're very touched, aren't you?" the bad woman said, her brows twitching, a smile playing on her lips.

Alain could clearly see that the electric saw in her hand was already eager to move.

"I really didn't expect—" Kind Mita was just about to clap her hands excitedly when the bad woman quickly interjected.

"I know, I know, this is your first time seeing a Mita who's as 'kind, reliable, intelligent, and courageous' as you, right?"

"Huh? How did you know?!"

"Alright, don't worry about those things."

Alain stepped forward and routinely asked about the procedural issues from the last reset.

Afterward, having received Kind Mita's warmth, he returned to the bedroom.

But before he could even leave the wardrobe, Crazy Mita had already entered the room first, causing Alain's eyebrow to slightly arch.

"Why did you come in early?" His bad woman tugged at his sleeve.

"Perhaps it's because of our recent intimate moment."

Kissing and being intimate with Crazy Mita had consumed some time, which might be the reason she "came in early."

It wasn't that this world's Crazy Mita was "early"; rather, they should have been "late."

Fortunately, since they were going into the wardrobe anyway, their plans hadn't changed.

Slightly opening a corner of the wardrobe, once the dead-faced player appeared, the two immediately rushed out.

Alain was on the side, the bad woman at the back, successfully knocking out this world's Crazy Mita.

Because they were already familiar with the process, this time they didn't even let the other party see their faces.

Alain's evaluation was a perfect score.

He moved the unconscious young girl aside, then turned to look at the dead-faced person, "You want to go home, right?"

"...?" He was confused, and after some hesitation, he still nodded blankly.

"If you want to go home, come with me."

After Alain spoke, he didn't look back, taking his girl's hand and heading towards the wardrobe.

And the black-haired player, upon hearing that he could go home, also followed without delay.

Returning to the basement, Alain received the ring handed to him by Kind Mita.

The long-haired girl cast a puzzled glance at the black-haired player, then looked at Alain, eventually choosing to speak with Alain.

"After this, it's off to the core, right?"

"Right, but before that—"

Alain looked towards Crazy Mita. The latter, feeling his gaze, said nothing more, calmly nodding.

"Will you come with me?"

The two looked at each other and walked together towards the depths of the basement.

While Kind Mita was still wondering what secrets these two people had, she saw that Mita, who was just as kind and reliable as herself—

—opened the safe deep within the basement.

"???"

That thing, wasn't it something only Crazy Mita could open? Why could she?!

Meanwhile, Alain looked solemnly at the contents of the safe—

—it was the game cartridge console he had seen once when he first entered the game.

On the screen, a first-person perspective was still displayed, the view precisely located in the basement, directly observing his and Crazy Mita's backs.

Alain felt a bit like he was in a dream within a dream, and turned to ask the young girl,

"The password... Is it really okay for me to know it?"

"It's nothing, I've already come to terms with it," Crazy Mita replied gently, shaking her head. "Besides, even if you're not bound by the game cartridge, you'd still stay by my side, right?"

"Yes, that's for sure."

"Isn't that enough then? The game cartridge machine holds no meaning for you or me anymore." She seemed relieved, gently grasping one of Alain's fingers.

Alain clasped her hand back.

"Remember this, Alain." She took out the game cartridge machine, casually holding it at her side, looking directly at him, "The password is 4970."

"Okay."

After receiving his answer, she closed the safe, picked up the machine, and operated it with quite professional movements.

Faint clicking sounds continued for over a minute. Until, she pulled down the crimson button beside it—

"Ah..." On the other side of the basement, the dazed black-haired player's body began to emit flashes of white light.

"What is this...?"

"You're going home."

Crazy Mita explained with unusual indifference. "Well then, I wish you a return to your uninteresting real life."

Upon hearing this, the black-haired player was silent for a moment, then bent at the waist, bowing deeply towards Alain and Crazy Mita in the depths of the basement.

"Thank you."

After speaking, he vanished without a trace.

Kind Mita patted her chest, still somewhat overwhelmed, "Although I don't understand the situation, you actually saved a player!"

Originally, she had even suspected whether these two were Crazy Mita and a "player accomplice" pretending to be kind to deceive her trust.

But now, how could that be? Anyone who helps others despite the danger is definitely a good person!

"You guys are truly amazing!"

"...Thank you," Crazy Mita's gaze was a little complex.

Alain understood the profound meaning in the young girl's eyes: the person she had once imprisoned was now genuinely praising her.

It was truly a turn of fortunes.

Just as he was about to praise the bad woman, he saw her casually throw the game cartridge machine onto the ground.

"This world no longer needs this thing." The young girl lifted her leg, and a strange force emanated from the sole of her shoe; the precise electronic device sparked with a surge of electricity and was ruined.

"Hmph... Well then, Darling. When we go back, you can do the same as me, you know. After all, I've told you the password."

"I'll see how I feel."

Alain maintained a nonchalant attitude. After all, the game cartridge machine was no longer a restraint for him.

Keeping it as a small memento for the bad woman wouldn't be bad either.

"Alright. Now, don't we still have something important to do—" Crazy Mita had just said helplessly halfway through, when the basement door resounded with a "thump."

The three people present instantly froze, their movements halted, like three ice sculptures.

Alain quickly shot Kind Mita a look.

"Quick, go make up inside the cage!"

"???" The long-haired girl was very surprised that she could understand his signal. But she obediently entered the cage.

Alain regulated his breathing, calmly observed his surroundings, and pondered where he could hide.

His anxiety was not unwarranted.

Because, no matter how much he thought about it, there was only one person who could be entering the basement at that moment:

Crazy Mita from this specific point in time.

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