The fresh yellow porridge was still steaming, with millet grains sleeping distinctly in the bowl,
Clad in sleepwear coated with a layer of sugar.
Click, clack.
Slender, jade-like fingers somewhat unskillfully peeled off pieces of eggshell, revealing the egg white marked with tea-brown, winding traces.
"All done." Millie placed the peeled tea egg into Alain's porridge, gave him a sympathetic look, and went to wash her hands.
"..."
Alain watched Millie's gloves resting on the sofa. Withdrawing his gaze, he said,
"My dear... isn't that about enough?"
"No—way!" Misha stood behind him, her hands stretching Alain's cheeks, her face so dark it looked like it could drip water.
"To think... that on the second day after the three Mitas came to reality, they saw your true nature! Alain, can't you restrain yourself a little bit?!"
Misha's face was flushed with indignation. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and her movements became more exaggerated, stretching the corners of Alain's mouth out of shape.
"That was because—"
"Ah, ah, you'd better keep your mouth shut!" Misha's face darkened even further. "And the reason you used to explain it was actually 'I thought it was Misha'?! Do you know how Cute Mita and Mila are looking at me now?"
Alain had just slapped his forehead and blurted that out at the time; he hadn't thought that much about it.
He glanced at the other three figures at the dining table.
Mila was bowing her head, taking small bites of a meat bun. She looked at the slap mark on the right half of Alain's face with an apologetic expression.
Cute Mita glanced at the slap mark on the left half of Alain's face and let out an indignant "Hmph."
But she still used her fork to add a potsticker dumpling to Alain's bowl.
Cool Mita smiled wryly as she watched the overly "harmonious" scene at the dining table. Although she was the only one who hadn't suffered from his wandering hands... the young girl had quite a few complaints about that fact, but right now, she had to serve as the peacemaker.
"Alright, Misha. Neither of them is angry."
"Hah? Miss Manager, is your love-addled brain acting up again?" Cute Mita expressed her dissatisfaction. "I, the person involved, never said I wasn't angry! You just know how to take Alain's side!"
Mila looked at the slap mark on Alain's face. Leaning her wrist against the edge of the table, she blushed and coughed twice.
"Although I had a premonition, I didn't expect you to think about making a move on me on the very second day."
"Eh? You had a premonition?" Alain was shocked.
Thinking about it carefully, Mila had come to reality with him on the premise that "Alain is a harem protagonist."
Then, could it be that she had tacitly approved...
Mila glared at him. "Hey! Alain, looking at that expression of yours, I know you're thinking about something rude!"
"Don't mind the details," Alain said.
"Furthermore—" Just as Cool Mita was trying to soothe things over, Cute Mita interjected in a delicate voice,
"Isn't this place too weird?" The twin-tailed girl stood up, pointing at the bedroom with a bit of frenzy.
"To think there's suuuch a huge bed! It's the first time I've ever seen one! Did you arrange this too?" She looked at Alain interrogatingly.
"...If I said no, would you believe me?"
Alain had indeed once wanted to find a room with a super-sized bed, but that was just a thought. He would still consider things based on realistic conditions.
He hadn't expected that fellow Monika to actually make it happen: A super-sized bed in reality was indeed his "dream" in a certain sense.
"I don't believe you," Cute Mita said without thinking.
Alain said, "Actually, our home has more than one room."
He pointed to the other guest rooms.
The reason a large flat is called a large flat is because of its large surface area.
Although the super-sized bedroom occupied a lot of space, compared to the total area of the house, it didn't amount to much.
Aside from the bedroom where Alain currently resided, there was Millie's game room, Miluo's reading room from which the sound of reading could be heard, Misha's study, as well as other essential spaces like the kitchen, bathroom, balcony, and so on.
Of course, there were also several empty guest rooms. At least in this matter, aside from satisfying Alain's wish, Monika had considered a lot of things.
It was just that everyone usually slept together, so they naturally ignored those guest rooms.
"G-Guest rooms..." It wasn't that Cute Mita didn't know about this.
Alain had mentioned it to everyone yesterday when they first arrived in reality.
Leaving aside how Cool Mita's eyes lit up when she saw the super-sized bed,
Cute Mita and Mila still decided to follow the crowd and sleep in the super-sized bedroom. This matter made Alain feel quite strange.
Hearing Alain's words, Mila put down the meat bun.
"I'll declare this beforehand: what I'm about to say doesn't mean my favorability toward you has gone up."
"So it has gone up," Alain teased her.
"So noisy, you harem male!" Mila bared her teeth. "E-Even if it went up a tiny little bit, that's not a reason for you to... t-to do that... to lay your hands on me today!"
Seeing Alain obediently shut his mouth, Mila breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a look of longing. "I just wanted to sleep together with everyone. After all, sleeping with girls feels like having a Girls' Gathering every day!"
"I am a guy."
"You are a girl."
"I'll let you see tonight if I'm a m—"
"Cut the crap, go eat your meat bun!" Mila forcefully stuffed the pastry she had taken two bites of into Alain's mouth.
Alain swallowed it whole in two or three gulps. His hamster-like appearance made Misha unable to hold back a smile.
"Alright, as long as you guys aren't angry. Talk slowly then, I'm going to wash the dishes."
"Ah, I'll come help too!" Cool Mita, who had just finished eating, walked over quickly.
Alain looked at Cute Mita. "And you?"
"Me? I... what?" The aspiring idol's eyes darted around.
"Clearly, you had the biggest objection to the super-sized bed, right?"
"Hey!" Cute Mita retorted. "You brought me to reality, so I'm not someone who doesn't know how to appreciate favors. Complaining a little..."
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller. She muttered in a weak voice, her cheeks puffed out as if she were holding two eggs in her mouth, "Are you angry?"
"Hmm? No," Alain drank a mouthful of millet porridge, picked up a piece of fried egg, and placed it in Cute Mita's bowl, indicating he wasn't angry.
"Let me translate~" Cool Mita's voice came from the kitchen. "Cute Mita means that she actually doesn't dislike sleeping with you, her savior. It's just that your behavior this morning was too abrupt."
"Hey—! You love-addled brain! What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Who—who is love-addled?"
"It's you! Cool Mita!"
Alain chuckled lightly as he watched the young girls' playful banter.
The newly arrived Mitas didn't seem to have any trouble adapting, and they still had the energy to frolic and make noise.
Life in reality was also progressing in an orderly manner...
He lamented, savoring the precious peace.
"I really hope it can stay like this forever."
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