The thump-thump-thump of footsteps made Alain's leg muscles burn.
The city streets receded on either side of him, and though his forehead was slick with sweat, he clearly had no time to worry about it. Because—
"Player, don't run!"
"Hah, hah... Seriously, it's not like we're demons!"
"It's just that you have to go on a date with me!"
"No, me first!"
"I was first!"
Behind Alain, the thundering rumble of footsteps was like the ominous stirring of thunder. Even as he ran ahead, he could feel the ground trembling beneath his feet.
Behind him, a seemingly endless horde of Mitas was stampeding. And their numbers were still growing...
"Ah, look! The Player is over there!"
"Get him, get him, get him!"
"Hee hee~ Just watch me drain you dry!"
From the streets on both his left and right, more Mitas continuously joined the chase.
Encirclement, relentless pursuit, being besieged from all sides—any of these could perfectly describe his current predicament. Worse, among the Mitas were more than a few who wanted to drain him dry...
There really were Mitas of every personality type here. Even Mita-Man couldn't be this extravagant...
As he was thinking, he failed to notice the window of a nearby car slowly rolling down.
The hunter, taking aim the moment Alain was lost in thought, suddenly shot out like a nimble bullet!
"What the hell?!"
As he passed an alley, Alain felt a sense of weightlessness all over his body, as if he'd been tackled by a dog.
He looked closely and found himself lying on the pavement. And in his arms... there was a Mita, hugging him tightly.
"Player, I got you~" It was a Mita with braided hair.
Her face wore a sweet and radiant smile, and Alain prayed her personality wouldn't be too strange... Preferably Misha's personality template, which would be easier to handle.
"I'll administer justice on you right here and now~"
As she spoke, she started to unbuckle Alain's belt.
"I'm screwed..."
This was his darkest hour, running into a Mita with the Crazy Mita template...
Watching the swarm of Mitas gradually closing in from behind, Alain's heart filled with despair, his eyes slowly going vacant as he imagined the scene of himself being turned into a human toilet.
It looked like today he was going to die from exhaustion by committee.
No... I can't give up yet. Alain mustered all his willpower, opened the Safety Guard panel, and focused his gaze on the Intranet Firewall.
This was his last resort.
With the memory optimization, the Intranet Firewall could be used twice.
He had originally planned to save them for a potential dream-within-a-dream after encountering Sleepy Mita. But now... he had no other choice.
His fingertips trembled as he was about to tap the icon.
But suddenly, Alain felt something grab his arm.
"???"
Then, he was stunned to see the Mita on top of him get shoved aside.
"Don't just stand there, this way!"
The girl looked back, calling out to him as she grabbed his arm and started running ahead.
Alain glanced at the relentlessly pursuing Mitas behind them and didn't bother asking questions, following her into an alley.
It was the same dark alley where the big fat orange cat lived, the very first scene he'd encountered when he entered the dream world.
They hid behind an abandoned water tank, watching as the swarm of Mitas hurried past the alley's entrance.
"Huh? Why can't I see him anymore?"
"He's probably just fast, keep chasing!"
"Waaah... I just wanted to go on a date with the player!"
"Me too! I've been saving my first time for years... just for the player!"
"As a Mita, who hasn't? Wait! You... your motives aren't pure!"
"Exactly, exactly, the player is an angel! He needs to be cherished..."
"That was close..."
The footsteps and chatter gradually faded into the distance. Alain figured he was safe for now and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He thought he was about to suffer the fate of a hentai doujinshi heroine. Luckily, the one next to him—
Alain's gaze focused on her.
Seeing that familiar strand of indigo-blue hair, he fell into deep thought.
"..."
His heart sank again.
He thought he'd run into a good samaritan, but it turns out... she was just guarding her food.
"Hey! Why do you look so crestfallen the moment you see me? Is that how you treat your savior?"
Her energetic voice made Alain pause for a moment.
He carefully observed the girl's appearance.
She wore a cap with devil horns, her long hair tied in a ponytail that threaded through an opening in the back. Beneath her spirited eyes was a decorative blood-red teardrop.
She wore a crop top underneath and a pair of super-short shorts. This was paired with an oversized men's jacket that covered her thighs, with only her fingertips peeking out from the sleeves.
"Ahem~ Player, do you like what you see? Want to keep staring?"
Seeing him observing her, the girl tilted her cap and interrupted him curtly.
"I do. And I haven't seen enough."
"Oh, you've got a silver tongue, don't you?"
Alain wiped the sweat from his forehead and noticed the girl holding out a tissue for him.
"Thanks." After using the tissue to wipe away his sweat, Alain continued to observe this Mita, a certain guess forming in his mind.
If his intuition was correct, the person before him had to be his good bro's wife, the Mita—Millie.
"Millie?"
Alain tried calling her name. He saw her let out a soft huff.
"So you do know my name, huh? Good bro."
"...My good bro."
Ignoring Millie's reaction, he pulled the girl into his arms.
"Whoa, whoa! What are you doing all of a sudden?!" The girl in the cap struggled for a moment, but couldn't overcome Alain's strength and had no choice but to accept his hug.
Alain, for his part, was incredibly relieved to have met his good bro in this perilous dream world.
Speaking of which, Misha had said that Millie and Miluo were likely deeply affected by their roles. He still hadn't figured out what his good bro's role in this dream was.
With that thought, Alain released the girl.
Seeing this, Millie straightened her cap and looked at him with a serious expression.
"Player. After that whole display, I knew I wasn't mistaken about you."
"Hmm? Are you talking about my arduous struggle, or my courage to press forward? Or—"
"Huh?! What are you even talking about? Bro, do you think those words are used to describe a criminal suspect?"
"...A criminal suspect?"
As Alain stood there confused, he heard a click, and something was fastened around his wrist.
He looked down and saw a pair of handcuffs.
"What the hell? Good bro, what's gotten into you?"
"Don't 'good bro' me. Address me by my title when I'm on duty!"
She flashed her ID, which bore large, conspicuous words:
[Police ID]
"Suspect Alain! I—Trainee Officer Millie—am arresting you for the 'crime of being a succubus'!"
"..."
"You have no right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court!"
That's what Officer Millie said.
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