After changing into a uniform and walking out of the kendo club with a bamboo sword bag on his back, a breeze blew from the middle of the school building and gently stroked Naoba's cheek.

It's half past one in the afternoon, and since the fifth class has begun, there is a dead silence in the school. Of course, the first and second year students are in class, but among the third year students who are free to go to school, the only ones who come to the school at this time are those who attend the intensive seminar before the high school entrance examination.

So now, only students in the promotion group like Naoba can take a leisurely stroll around the campus.

Although her status as a non-examinee makes her very relaxed, as long as she meets her classmates, she will definitely be ridiculed for a sentence or two.

So Naoba actually didn't want to come to school, but the instructor of the kendo club was a very enthusiastic person. He was very worried about his beloved disciple who was about to enter the kendo school, so he strictly ordered Naoba to come to the school's dojo every two days to receive his guidance.

The instructor said that Naoba has recently had some kind of strange habit when practicing swords. Naoba thought to himself [That's a certainty].

Although it was only for a short time, she played the completely undisciplined martial arts aerial nirvana in Alpheim almost every day.

Luckily, Naoba's skills as a member of the kendo club did not regress because of this, and today he was secretly excited to win two consecutive victories from a male instructor in his thirties who used to be one of the top few in Japan.

For some reason, she could clearly see her opponent's stabs lately.

When playing against strong opponents, as long as you concentrate with all your might, it feels like the flow of time will become quite slow.

She thought back to that fight with Kazuto a few days ago.

At that time, Kazuto easily dodged Naoba's full force. His quick reflexes were as if he were the only one in a different torrent of time.

Naoba thought to himself, could it be that the experience of completely stealth also has some kind of effect on the physical body in reality......

As Naoba was lost in thought as she made her way to the bicycle parking lot, someone suddenly stopped her from the shadows of the school building.

"Lifa ......"

"Wow!"

Startled, Naoba took a big step back. Appearing there was a tall, thin male student with glasses. His long, slender, eyebrows, which looked like they were drooping in trouble, were exactly the same as Regan's. And today it seems to be sagging even more severely.

Naoba put his right hand on his waist and said with a sigh:

"Didn't you say don't call me that at school!"

"Sorry, sorry. Straight leaf ......"

"You're ......"

Naoba took a step forward after putting one hand on the lid of the bamboo sword sleeve, and the male student shook his head desperately with a stiff smile and continued:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Kiritani-san. ”

“…… What's going on? ”

"There's something I want to tell you...... Would you like to go somewhere and sit for a while?"

"That's all it takes here. ”

Shinichi Nagata hung his shoulders in frustration.

“…… Then again, why are you in school?"

"Ah, I have something to say...... Kiritani said, so I waited from the morning until now. ”

"Wow! you are so idle......"

Naoba took a few steps back again, then sat down on the flower bed raised behind him.

"What's the matter?"

Nagata sat beside Naoba at a delicate distance and spoke:

“…… Sigroot: They said they were going hunting again this afternoon. Said that this time I was going to the undersea cave, and the fire elves didn't go to that place very much......"

"I didn't tell you about the hunt, just email me. I'm so sorry...... I couldn't attend for a while. ”

"Huh, huh, why?"

"I'm going to Arun for a ......"

The World Tree, which towers over the middle of Alpheim, has a sizable neutral city at its roots. That's the central city of Arun.

In addition to the long distance, there are many flightless areas on the way from Siyiruban, which will take several days to reach.

Nagata opened his mouth wide and stiffened for a while before he slowly approached Naoba and said:

"Difficult, do you want to go with the two guard elves from yesterday......?"

This thing subconsciously ignored Nero, the wind elf.

"Ahh I said I'm going to take them there. ”

"Y-What are you thinking...... Lily ...... Straight...... Kiriya-san! This ····· Aren't we on the same camp?"

"And...... I asked you to go to Arune, and you immediately rejected me......"

"If I go with you, I don't know how many times I'm going to wipe them all out on the way......! Say hello to Sigroot and them, too. ”

After Naoba finished speaking, he quickly stood up, said 'goodbye!' and waved his hand and ran directly towards the bicycle parking lot.

Nagata's expression was like a puppy that had been reprimanded by his owner, which made Naoba feel a little guilty. But even though Naoba treats him like this, there are already some rumors in the school. Therefore, Naoba does not intend to shorten the distance between him either.

…… Just lead the way, it's as simple as that.

She murmured in her heart as if she wanted to tell herself, the girl who was exactly the same as her sister, her expression at that time was ·······

I don't know why, she just couldn't calm down.

If it's really my sister, then why does she have such an expression?

Maybe it's because I admit my mistake·········

Naoha's bicycle was parked in the corner of the parking lot, and she quickly unlocked the car and stepped on it, then immediately stepped on the pedal and rushed forward.

Although the cold winter air continued to sting his cheeks, Naoba rushed out the back door of the school without paying attention, and rode straight down without pressing the brakes even when it reached an extremely inclined downhill.

Naoba is bent on flying quickly.

Before two o'clock she was back at her house.

I couldn't see my sister's bicycle in the courtyard. Maybe I went to the gym and haven't come back yet.

In fact, Naoba thinks that her sister's physique has almost recovered to the same as before the SAO incident.

But she doesn't seem to be satisfied with this, probably because she thinks that the difference between herself in the imaginary world and the real world is too great.

But it's also a matter of course, because it's hard to train your character to be close to the character in the game - but Naoba isn't incapable of understanding Kazuya's mood. Because she herself has tried to [fly] in the real world and doesn't know how many times she has fallen.

She entered the house from the hallway, put her gown in the washing machine and pressed the switch. Then go back to your room on the second floor, take off your gray sailor suit and skirt, and hang them on the wall.

She was wearing only her underwear and put her hands on her chest. Riding back from school is not much exercise for Naoba at all, but the heartbeat that should have calmed down a long time ago is still maintained at about 90 beats per minute.

I really didn't want to admit that it wasn't just because of the exercise, so Naoba tried to take a deep breath to calm himself down, but the more he tried to do so, the faster the pace of the agitation became.

"Now that my sister is not here, if she is really my sister, she should be absent······"

Naoba, who wanted to confirm Kirito's identity again, put on a wide T-shirt and lay down on the bed, picked up the AmuSphere from the bedside and pressed the power supply, put it on his head and closed his eyes.

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