"Miss?" The maid Keiko covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"What?" Someone turned around in surprise and saw a beautiful maid, but why was she so surprised to look at her?

"Megumi, you recognized the wrong person," Kirito said with a wry smile.

After witnessing Yakumo's appearance, Keiko's heart was filled with loss.

She put her hands in front of her lower abdomen and sincerely apologized to Yakumo Zi: "It's Xiaohui who is abrupt, I hope Miss forgive me"

"It's not a big deal," Yakumo Purple shook her head and smiled slightly.

"By the way, Xiaohui, what are you looking for me?" Kirito asked.

"That's right, a girl who calls herself Yuuki, looking for you, Master Kirito"

"Yuuki?" Kirito's face turned blue when he heard these two words, and among the people he knew, she was the only one with the surname Yuuki.

Asuna Yuuki, also known as Asuna.

"Kirito, is there anything special about this person?" Yakumo asked.

She was a little surprised to see Kirito's face change with the name, and she was a little surprised that there was someone who made him so afraid.

Kirito frowned and replied, "It's nothing special, it's just another friend, Lan Daoyou, you rest here for a while, and I'll be back right away."

With that, he got up and walked out the door.

And the maid Keiko bent down to Yakumo Zi and followed.

Kirito's strange reaction made Yakumo Purple intrigued, and she was curious about what kind of person could scare a cultivator into a big change.

So, Yakumo Purple quietly followed.

The living room, which belongs to the Yakumo family to receive guests, is dressed in a medieval European-style hall, and every brick and tile is more expensive than the toilet outside.

Asuna, whose real name is Asuna Yuuki, and her family's assets also make her belong to Bai Fumei's ranks.

But she is just the daughter of a rich man, and she can't be called a daughter.

Now she, as before, is much haggard, and she has a cheerful personality towards her friends, but now she has become taciturn.

Asuna was wearing a light green sundress, which perfectly revealed her figure, and her soft brown hair was draped over her shoulders at will, looking a little melancholy at a glance.

Kirito came to the living room and saw Asuna looking at the ceiling, and he bit his lip lightly, wary of himself not to show a little pity.

She and herself were already impossible two years ago.

The sound of footsteps caught Asuna's attention, and she looked back to see Kirito who had just stepped into the living room, her expression excited for a moment, but then fell silent again.

"Asuna, long time no see" Kirito smiled and said hello, not at all bound by emotions, it looked very natural.

I don't know, I thought the two were just a pair of ordinary friends.

"Kirito-kun, it's been a long time...... "Kirito's enthusiasm makes Asuna a little at a loss, but the woman's sixth sense tells her that this is a very dangerous sign.

As soon as Kirito entered the door, Keiko, the maid behind him, also arrived.

"Master Kirito, tea or coffee?"

"Hot tea" Kirito replied, and turned his gaze to Asuna: "What do you want to drink?" ”

Asuna smiled at Keiko, shook her head and said, "I'm not thirsty for the time being, thank you"

"Keiko understood"

With Keiko leaving, the two looked at each other, as if they were both waiting for the other to say first.

Seeing that Asuna didn't mean to speak, Kirito coughed lightly and asked, "Asuna, what happened when you came to me today?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that this morning, I got the news that the area of your house has been abandoned because of the terrorist attack last night, so I came to see you...... and straight leaves"

"Thank you for worrying, Naoba and I were safe last night, but it's a pity that the home is gone, so I can only live in Purple's house"

Asuna secretly clenched her skirt tightly, and after a violent struggle in her heart, she still didn't say what was in her heart.

If you can, you can move to my house.

But she couldn't say a word about this, as if there was a mysterious power that sealed her mouth.

Moreover, the purpose of her coming here today is also this, obviously she had trained several times before coming, and there was no problem.

When facing real people, all the results of training are in vain.

"You're fine"

Kirito nodded: "En", he never opened his mouth again.

The two of them fell silent again, and the atmosphere around them was oppressive and heavy.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until Keiko came in with a hot cup of tea that they ended this awkward silence.

"Master Kirito, your hot tea"

"Well, thank you for your hard work" Kirito gave Keiko a smile, which moved the latter, and the master's praise for doing their job was undoubtedly the greatest honor.

Keiko put down the tea and stood aside and waited, her eyes did not wander wildly, which is the basic etiquette of being a maid.

Don't look directly at the guest.

"Kirito-kun, I heard that Naoba was injured, is there such a thing?"

Kirito was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Asuna with a strange look in his eyes, sighing in his heart.

How long has it been, how would she have known?

He also knows a little bit about the situation of the Yuuki family, so he shouldn't have such intelligence capabilities, or has Asuna been paying attention to herself?

"Hey, yes, Naoba accidentally burned his face by the fire last night, and he hasn't woken up yet," Kirito sighed.

It's just that the meaning of this sigh is unknown.

"How so!" Asuna covered her mouth in horror, her eyes full of sympathy.

Kirito was irritable and rubbed his forehead: "It's all my fault, I didn't react for a while, if it wasn't for Lan Daoyou's reminder, I'm afraid our brother and sister would have gone to hell long ago."

"What should Naoba do? Kirito-kun: Do you have a way now? ”

"Skin grafting"

"Is there a skin graft?" Asuna pursed her lips and lowered her head in contemplation for a while, and the next moment, she took out a bank card out of nowhere and handed it to Kirito.

"Kirito-kun, I have nine million savings here, and I don't know if I can help you"

Kirito took the bank card, and the card was still warm, so he couldn't help but look at Asuna in surprise.

She should have no place to put things in this sundress, right?

Asuna's face was slightly red, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't stand the torment of shame when she was stared at by Kirito like this.

"Asuna, what are you?" Kirito is not returning the bank card, nor is it receiving, it is very tangled.

"Kirito-kun, I also know that the cost of skin grafting surgery is very high, and it just so happens that I have a little deposit, so it's useless anyway, so I'll give it to ...... Lend it to you."

As for why she suddenly changed her words later, Asuna herself didn't know.

Kirito frowned, looking at the card in his hand, his mood was extremely complicated.

She was right, the price of skin grafting was sky-high, and it was not something that ordinary citizens like him could afford.

(End of chapter)