Right now, Alain was very certain he was climbing a mountain, an unattainable mountain. Not unattainable in terms of physical stamina, but in terms of the most precious quality humanity has acquired since birth, distinguishing us from wild animals: morality.
The young man had just opened his eyes, and the first mont his consciousness returned, he understood clearly what was happening.
In his recollection, shortly after walking into the portal with Millie and Misha, he lost consciousness. His awareness returned to his body in reality. However, before he and she entered the ga, they hadn't considered the possibility: the body in the real world might very well fall over when consciousness is lost.
Never would he have expected to accidentally fall right onto the summit.
To the extent that now, two towering peaks dominated his entire vision. His left eye, his right eye, each luxuriously occupied one. Snow had just fallen on the high mountains, snowflakes like exquisite lace settling on the peaks. It was Misha's still-warm white skirt.
Just then, a warm breeze swirled up devastatingly from between the two mountains, blowing over the peaks, slightly lifting the snowy white covering. It was his own intense, scorching breath. Whoosh, it blew past like a gust of wind.
The clamorous, pheromone-laden wind stirred the white snow, revealing a corner of the snowy white land and pure peaks, emitting a hazy fla of youth.
So this is the view from beneath the snow-covered summit? Alain mused inwardly. At this point, might as well pretend to be asleep. He was the type to enjoy things quietly without making a sound. Anyway, the mont he made any move, according to standard ani plot developnt, Misha would suddenly wake up, then shafully scold him, "Stu-stupid! What are you doing? Why are you pillowing on... Ahhhhhh!", before descending into a frenzy.
Alain ultimately closed his eyes.
Sure enough, just a few seconds after he feigned sleep, he heard strained gasps coming from the girl above his head. "Huff, huff... breathing, so difficult."
How could it not be difficult? Alain naturally felt sorry for his dear. But for the sake of his own good image in Misha's heart... Sorry!
"Eh?" Then, Alain keenly felt the mountain he was using as a pillow tremble twice. The heartbeat within the mountain grew increasingly intense. Thump, thump, thump. Even the mountains his cheeks rested against grew considerably warr.
Comfortable, this temperature is just right, Alain thought. He had his own guess about Misha's abnormal reaction: She must have... seen my head resting on...
"W-Why... is Alain on..."
Indeed, her trembling tone, like a fallen leaf swept by the wind, proved Alain's understanding of her. Based on his knowledge of her: seeing him unconscious, Misha would definitely gently lay him down, find a blanket to cover him, and say, "Dear, you've worked hard." That's how it should be.
And what was unexpected, was the unexpected.
Alain felt his chin being lifted by two hands. His head tilted upwards. Based on estimation... he should be face-to-face with Misha now. My neck is so sore... What does my dear want to do? Did she discover sothing? Is she going to silence ?
Mwah. Alain felt a light, dragonfly-touch of moist softness on his forehead. His own heart stopped for an instant.
"You worked hard, my handso dear."
Alain still chose to feign sleep. As he expected, Misha gently laid him down and covered him with a blanket. Although the plot developnt was roughly similar, that kiss was completely unexpected. Alain felt he really wasn't a good person. Also, he really wanted to marry Misha...
No. Counting the ti, he should wake up now. If he didn't wake up soon, his dear would beco suspicious. Reaching this conclusion, Alain opened his eyes, imdiately eting a face drawing closer. The unique floral scent of Misha wafted over. Mwah, another moist touch landed. This ti, not on the forehead, but beside his mouth.
In that kiss, their positions were completely reversed.
"..." They stared at each other in the silent air. Alain could clearly see Misha's face starting to heat up and turn red.
"Very moist," he comnted.
"Th... Thank you?" She expressed thanks filled with confusion. A second later, Misha finally reacted, scrambling to her feet. "Alain? When did you wake up?!"
"..." For the sake of his innocence, he lied without batting an eye. It's a white lie.
...Okay, better apologize properly to my dear later.
"Th-th-that, I... Am I hungry?" Misha was flustered, her gaze darting nervously towards the kitchen.
"You're a little hungry."
"..." They stared blankly at each other. Seeing the other's expression as if ti had stopped, they both realized sothing. Misha burst into laughter, then asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm a little hungry. I want to eat sothing you cooked yourself."
"Okay!" Misha rolled up her sleeves and headed to the kitchen. "Millie should be arriving soon too. Let's use slightly more expensive ingredients today. How about that?"
"Mm. Thank you for the trouble."
Speaking of Millie, Alain rembered sothing. He stood up from the floor, patting down his clothes, then promptly walked towards the bathroom. Finally, his steps halted in front of the toilet. Last ti, Misha landed on the toilet... no, in the toilet. This ti, he couldn't let Millie make the sa mistake.
"..." He fell silent for two seconds. Suddenly, he kind of wanted to see Bro stuck in the toilet.
"Forget it, forget it. Since I'm already here, might as well catch her. Besides..." Alain was also curious: how would a Mita manifest the first ti she arrived in reality? Last ti Misha first arrived, she got stuck in the toilet. Logically, she should have appeared mid-air first. When they entered the ga world together this ti, it was a shared sinking of consciousness, not a physical crossing. Looking at it this way, perhaps only the first ti a Mita arrives does the "appearing mid-air" situation occur.
So, in what manner would she appear mid-air? He raised his head, staring at the space above the bathroom ceiling, waiting quietly.
His eyes grew dry from not blinking. But after the montary darkness of a blink, a figure appeared in his vision—a back view.
"Wooowaaaaah! It's over, it's over! Why did I suddenly appear so high up! Woo woo woo, it's definitely gonna hurt later...!" The familiar and lively tone clearly belonged to the one Alain got to know during this ga trip.
Faster than conscious thought, he reached out his hands towards the falling back.
Splash. Like a pebble dropping into a pond, she fell into Alain's arms.
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