Early in the morning, on this nice day with sunny weather, no one noticed...... On the street, a golden point of light formed a human form, turning into a handsome young man wrapped in a black robe.

"Modern city~~"

Yakumoguro sighed and looked at the busy lane in front of him, the pedestrians coming and going.

Listening to the world of billboards and car horns is like a world away......

"System, what kind of copy world is this?"

["Sword Art Online", a world with crooked technology, in 2022, has not changed much from the host's birth world, but there is a virtual reality game ......]

"Is that all there is to it?" Yakumo Hei asked in his heart while feeling the power of the slow running in his body, and he didn't care too much, after all, his physical fitness was still there, and the helmet of the pit man in the original book of "Sword Art Online" couldn't help himself.

"What about the dungeon teammates?"

[You will encounter them when you enter 'SAO', and now they are also in the real world, but in a different area.] 】

"So, I'm going to get a gaming headset first?"

[There is also a place to live.] 】

"It doesn't matter where you live."

Looking around, ignoring the curious and experienced gazes of pedestrians, Yakumoguro frowned, "Anyway, where is this?" I've never been to Ward 11 except for Akihabara. ”

"Hello, sir, take the liberty of excuse me."

Suddenly, a man in a suit appeared in front of Yakumoguro, first bowed politely, and then handed over a business card with both hands.

"The contemptible Yama Takeichiro is a talent scout of the 'Yamato no Bun' entertainment company."

Seeing the business card handed to him, Yakumo was stunned for a moment, then reacted and took it, glanced at the information on it, and there was not much difference from the business card of the original world, just identity, name, and contact information.

"What's the matter?"

Although he guessed the other party's intention, Yakumo asked anyway.

Yama Takeichiro looked at Yakumo Hei, who was dressed in a black robe, with bright eyes, and after seeing the other party's long black hair and feeling the indifferent temperament of the other party, he said: "Mr.'s image and temperament are very perfect, I don't know if I can have the idea of becoming an artist, if I can......"

"I'm sorry that even if you let me be an idol, I'm not interested, not to mention that I don't watch LL"

Yakumo Hei directly shook his head and interrupted him.

Seeing this, Yamatakeichiro showed a disappointed look on his face, but he didn't dwell on it, and after bowing and apologizing to Yakumo Hei again, he turned around and left.

Seeing the other party's undescriptive style, Yakumo Hei had a good impression and immediately stopped him, "Wait! ”

"Sir, figured it out?" Yama Takeichiro turned his head and asked in surprise what it meant to make Yakumo's face dark, what did it mean to figure it out...... I couldn't figure it out.

"I'm sorry I just wanted to ask something, but does Mr. Yamatake know anything about SwordAerOnline?"

Hearing Yakumo's question, Yama Takeichiro's expression turned into a sense of pity when he saw Yakumo's expression. Yakumo Kuro probably knew what he was thinking.

Even if Yakumo's black brain is made up into an Internet addicted teenager who plays games and delays his life, Takeichiro Yamago still answers his question.

"It's been four days since the 'SAO' closed beta ended, and there are still three days left to open."

It seems that the complete stealth genre does have a huge popularity in this world, and even a scout who doesn't like games knows this.

"Thank you." Yakumo Kuro nodded at him and walked out of the street.

Three days to go...... It's enough for me to get my identity and money, and then I can get a helmet, and I can also stuff some advanced tools and food of this era into this system backpack.

Thinking of this, the first thing Yakumo Black had to do was rush to the electronics store and pack all the games first!

……

……

……

[Host, your taste is really unique. 】

Pushing open the luxurious Western-style coffin, Yakumo Kuro lay inside.

"Shut up! I don't want to be sent to the hospital to get a hanging injection, just switch the blood lord into dormancy mode and don't have to be afraid of weakness at all, just make a grave and lie in the coffin It's weird for the blood clan! ”

[Which blood clan will dig a pit directly in the field and fill it with a stone slab to make a monument. 】

“…… Because of the trouble =-="

[Your lazy cancer is really hopeless. 】

Ignoring the system's complaints, Yakumo's pupils slowly turned from black to scarlet, put on a helmet, closed the coffin board, and read in the dark-

“linkingstart”