Kirito's bedroom style is different from his own, relatively simple, and does not have the eye-catching luxury of his own bedroom.

Entering the room, Yakumo Murasaki saw two blood-colored swords on the bed at first glance.

The Soul Devouring Sword and the Immortal Sword.

"Ahh Yakumo Purple opened the system backpack and was surprised after confirming that it was not a fake.

"You were probably too tired last night, so you passed out," Kirito explained.

Yakumo Zi held the two swords in his arms and thanked Kirito with joy: "Thank you, I'm so confused, I haven't even noticed that the weapon is missing"

I thought I was in the system backpack............

"It's just a gesture, thank you, it's just that I have a question I want you to answer" Kirito's expression suddenly became a little solemn.

"Please speak," Yakumo replied with a smile, even if he didn't say that he knew what the question was.

"Where did this long sword come from? This answer is important to me."

Yakumo slapped her forehead in distress.

Sure enough, it's this~

"I don't know where this sword came from, but I know that I was next to it since I was born"

"Really?" Kirito's tone was still a little skeptical.

"Of course," Yakumo replied depressedly.

If you tell the truth and don't believe it, and you don't believe it when you tell lies, what else do you want me to do?

MMP, it's really hard to serve.

Kiritto stared closely at the crimson eyes of the girl in front of him, there was nothing but helplessness in them, not like a lie.

Could it really be that this Zhuxian Sword is her weapon?

I obviously remembered her exclusive saber, but how did I become another person's now.

Is it possible that this girl is purple, or her doppelganger.

This thought intensified in Kirito's heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Lan Daoyou, you're not from the island country, are you?"

Yakumo Zi raised her head extremely proudly and replied: "Of course, I'm an authentic Huaxia person, what's the matter?" Why do you ask this? ”

"It's just a little curious" Kirito's face turned pale when he heard this, and his mind recalled the figure who rescued them two years ago, during the SAO incident.

Chinese!!!

On that day, she also said that she was from China, could it be difficult?

Kirito glanced at the very impatient girl in front of him, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

Absolutely impossible, never her!!

At this time, Kirito was very conflicted in his mind, originally he thought that Yakumo Purple was a doppelganger of Purple, or reincarnated and rebuilt, but now he found that he was especially like the one in Sao.

(PS: No, the author is going to explode, hurry up and skip it)

At the time of the SAO incident two years ago, he and 10,000 players were trapped in the game by Akihiko Kayaba.

Moreover, if the game dies, reality will also die, and the strategy can only return to reality when it reaches a hundred layers of bosses.

This rule caused a great deal of panic among the players, and after a few days of madness, they had to accept the harsh reality.

But the difficulty of the game is far beyond their imagination, and after a month, thousands of people have died, and the progress of the boss strategy is only the second level.

Not only are those players desperate, but even they want to lie on the ground and die.

It's just that fate played a little joke on itself, on the day he learned that he couldn't quit the game.

I met a very interesting girl, her name is Purple, just one word, no surname.

She is a native of Huaxia and also calls herself an elf, who can unleash non-game skills.

Because of the appearance of Zi and her strong strength, the bosses on the Raiders Tower are not opponents.

She became the hope of many players, and was named "Goddess" by those people.

Until the end, before reaching the hundredth floor, Akihiko Kayaba, the biggest boss disguised as a player, was killed by her.

It's just that Purple is gone forever, she is not human, and she can't return to reality.

But the girl in front of her, no matter how you look at it, is human, it should be just a coincidence, right?

Coincidental?

These two words are like fate, and they have always been in Kirito's life.

A year ago, when I met Yakumo Murasaki, I thought it was a coincidence, but unfortunately, in the end, we separated.

Kirito feels that he is a person abandoned by fate and destined to be lonely for the rest of his life, otherwise, this coincidence will represent the final separation.

Purple too, so is she, was she a heinous sin in her last life?

There is such a punishment in this life......

"Kirito, are you alright? Why did you suddenly become depressed? ”

Kirito held his forehead with a haggard face: "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Are you alright?" Yakumo Zi looked at him suspiciously, it didn't look like he was fine.

Kirito sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Well, you go back first, I'm bothering you this time."

Yakumo Zi smiled: "It's okay", but his eyes have been observing Kirito, and the aura on this cargo suddenly shrank a lot, and I don't know what shadowy memories I thought.

After looking at it for a moment, she didn't see why she was coming, so Yakumo turned around and left, and as soon as she reached the door, Kirito stopped her again.

"Wait a minute"

"Huh?" Yakumo Purple turned back suspiciously.

"Do you know how to make Huaxia's breakfast buns?"

"Huh? Bun" Yakumo Zi instantly looked confused.

"Yes, it's a bun," Kirito's eyes showed a look of nostalgia.

"Yes, but I don't promise it will be delicious."

Kirito smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay, as long as it's a bun, it's fine."

In the SAO game, Zi made herself a steamed bun breakfast in this way, and said that Chinese people basically eat this for breakfast.

Although the breakfast was a bit awkward, it didn't stop it from being delicious at all.

………………………………

On the way to the kitchen again, Yakumo Purple was also the first time to see such a luxurious villa manor, and there was a cool fountain in the center of the corridor path full of flowers.

All kinds of floral scents mixed together and poured into my nostrils, and the feeling was simply ...... Relax physically and mentally.

Is this the world of the rich? It's terrifying.

When she came to the kitchen, this ancient Western dress also opened her eyes, and she had a sense of déjà vu that she had traveled to the European Middle Ages.

"Miss, this is the material you ordered," a delicate maid came over with half a bag of flour.

"Put it here"

An hour later, as the steamer opened, the aroma instantly filled the entire kitchen.

Bean paste buns, pork xiaolongbao, white steamed buns, various vegetable fillings, etc., several kinds of buns, otherwise how could you waste an hour.

As for soy milk, I don't have time to get it now, so I just use milk instead.

"That's it, I finally understand how hard it is for those restaurants to get up at five o'clock to make steamed buns" Yakumo Zi wiped the hot sweat from her forehead, and still had white flour in her hands.

"Little sister, how about serving it for me?" With flour in his hands, Yakumo Zi was not easy to do it himself, so he had to ask for help from the beautiful maid who was waiting on the side.

(End of chapter)