When Kirito opened his eyes again, he saw ...... Unfamiliar ceilings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the dim candlelight, Kirito carefully examined everything, the rows of safety signs on the cement wall without a single gap, and the mountains of materials stacked together filled most of the empty room, leaving only what looked like two hundred square meters, and it looked like an arsenal hidden underground.

He struggled to get up, but his body was tied up by vines, and the vines wrapped around his arms were tied with a chic bow.

"Don't struggle, this is a cowhide vine I specially found, and I can't even break it off......"

Kirito struggled to turn his head and saw the kidnapper who had brought him here.

Qito sits on a wooden box filled with detonation charms, watching the performance of his prey.

Hehe, imprison play...... It's not fun.

"The place you're looking for is really good, it's really a strange fight called 'Mobile Supply Point'......"

"Thank you for the compliment, it's just a gift from your predecessors...... I just want to ask where is the Sword Skill Scroll? ”

Kito glanced at the table, which was littered with scrolls, messy and tangled bandages, kunai, senbon, shuriken, and various gadgets including steel wires, yoryo pills, and the ninja bag laughed silently at Kirito with his empty mouth.

"Huh? Sword Skill Scroll...... What is it? ”

Kirito was a little confused, what the hell is the sword skill scroll.

"Still pretending to be stupid, don't you think I know? It is not surprising that even Lord White Fang's swordsmanship would cause a tragedy. ”

Qi Dou touched his chin and analyzed, nodding his head in a matter-of-fact manner.

Kirito is a little crying and laughing, because he is a 'transfer student' for the sake of this stalk, there are such and such legends about himself in the training base, such as his own family, anonymously sent to the grassroots level for exercise, and for example, he is the illegitimate son of so-and-so, sent here to avoid the limelight, and now there is a story of being wiped out, and the orphan escaped with a peerless cheat, but this is just a rumor, just a pastime in a boring life, Kirito just smiled and ignored it, I didn't expect someone to take it seriously......

"I want to say that the sword scroll doesn't exist at all, and I'm not from a samurai family, can you believe it?"

His sword skills are more of an instinct, just like eating when you're hungry and drinking water when you're thirsty, it's just a feeling engraved in your bones.

But this statement is too fantastical, and he said to Qi Dou that he would be born as soon as he was born, and Lao Tzu was a genius, so it was difficult to guarantee that this paranoid child would do something......

"Huh! Do you want to fool me with this, the moment you show your edge, I began to carefully study everything about you......"

Kito walked to the wall and removed the supplies, and Kirito was surprised to find all kinds of documents and notes pasted on the wall, all of which were connected to each other with red threads, all pointing to a photo in the middle, which was Kirito's photo.

Didn't I really go to the wrong theater, this is the instant sense of running from "Iron Man 1" to the "Sherlock" theater......

"According to historical records, Miyahara, a famous kendo family in the Land of Iron thirty years ago, split in a coup d'état, and one branch was missing, and it happened that there was an additional village with the surname Miyamoto in Kawagoe City, and since then, the sword-casting technology of the Fire Country has also made a leap, and the shape of the Konoha ninja knife has also changed...... Kirito, do you know what this means? ”

Kito pointed to the yellowed piece of paper to another old map, and then another picture of Taidao......

Kirito was stunned by this god-like brain hole, how could he still be involved in the country of iron, so he could only nod ignorantly, in exchange for a teachable expression of a strange fighter.

"Yes, that's right, you were found in the back mountain of the Miyamoto family in Kawagoe City three years ago, so you may be from the Miyamoto family, and it was in the Land of Thunder that Konoha fought there three years ago, which coincides with the time of your appearance......"

"Although most of the evidence suggests that you are an orphan of the Miyamoto family, I have done a lot of work to be more accurate......"

"I like spicy food, but the eating habits of Kawagoe City tend to be light, and my favorite dish is the spicy food of Iron Country......"

"From the first kendo training, I was no stranger to the wearing of kendo uniforms and the rules and etiquette, and I have obviously received many years of training......

"Judging by your delicate skin and white and neat teeth, you used to live a pampered life......

At this moment, he is not fighting alone! Not alone!! Sherlock Holmes, Di Renjie, and Conan were possessed by their souls at this moment!!

Looking at the red lines pointing to him in an orderly manner, Kirito couldn't help but throw himself to the ground in admiration for the strange fight standing by the wall, and he almost believed it, and he couldn't wait to fly to the land of iron immediately to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors......

But...... Boss, I really don't have a Rausch sword skill scroll, you should go find that guy in Baiye, although he is rotten under the big locust tree now......

Looking at the strange fight that was about to be old in the wilderness, Kirito interrupted him helplessly.

"What's the use of saying so much, even if you know who I am, and why did I give you my sword skills......"

"Kirito, if there is no such thing as swordsmanship, we can become friends, I have similar experiences as you, we are both from a small family, although I have become a little down, but I have no worries about food and clothing, my life is very ordinary, but I am very happy, I have a strict father, and a kind mother, but on that day everything changed, I lost everything......"

Qi Dou sat back on the explosives box, and saw that the candle on the table was about to burn out, so he took out a candle and lit it, and the candle flame at the end of the candle jumped a few times before extinguishing, and the curling green smoke drifted in the air......

Kirito's eyes gradually became blurred as the green smoke flew.

"Welcome back, Kirito......"

A gentle sound seemed to come from next door, followed by the sound of a spatula clashing......

Kirito, who was standing in the doorway, looked at the traditional living room carefully, a little overwhelmed.

"What are you doing there, come in and eat......"

A woman with a somewhat resemblance to Kirito between her eyebrows appeared at the table with a plate and a gentle smile on her face.

Kirito was afraid of trampling on the clean house, so he carefully moved in and sat down at the table where there was already a dazzling array of meals.

"Mom's ......"

Kirito hesitated, but spat out two words very naturally.

"Kirito, it's good that you can do this step, don't be nervous, don't care too much about your dad's evaluation, he was worse than you back then, and he dared to pull down that old face to train you......"

With a creak, the wooden door was opened, the wind carried the snowflakes into the room, and a middle-aged man appeared in the hallway......

"I'm back......"

"Kid Dad, welcome back......"

The middle-aged man hung his coat on the hanger, turned around and smiled teasingly at the woman: "kid, I seem to have heard something I shouldn't hear, shouldn't I go out for a while......"

"No, home, you'd better forget about it before you go back to the bedroom to sleep......"

The woman made a gesture of kneading dough under the table, and the middle-aged man was shocked and came to the table lightly.

"I started the ......" ×2

Kirito hesitated for a while, then raised his chopsticks and folded his hands: "I started ......"

The meal was delicious, there was a special flavor in it, and Kirito liked it too, but he didn't move, just quietly watched the couple talk about interesting anecdotes while eating.

The two couples stopped laughing and looked at Kirito, who had been silent, with confusion and concern.

"What's wrong with Kirito, isn't it feeling well? It must be that you are too strict with Kirito, and you see that the children can't even eat......"

"Wronged, boy, I didn't discipline him in his homework......"

"Oh? Then it's somewhere else, you see that our son is like a little adult all day long, with a straight face, how can he be like a child......"

"Spare me, it hurts, it hurts...... I didn't do anything......"

Kirito saw this heartwarming scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, I just suddenly feel happy......"

After the two couples were stunned for a while, the middle-aged woman let go of the soft flesh with a snort, covered her mouth and chuckled. The middle-aged man rubbed his waist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After the meal, the middle-aged man and Kirito sat on opposite sides of the low table, while the middle-aged woman washed the dishes where Kirito could see, smiling and giving Kirito a cheering gesture.

The middle-aged man was sitting on the futon, and his voice seemed to be far away in the clouds: "What is the point of the horizontal square chop......