[Sword Art Online] Qing Tong

Legend has it that the love affair with Casablanca can only end hopelessly in death.

The most beautiful and proud figure burnt the boiling blood in the lover's chest.

Our meeting, like this passionately blooming flower, drains everything and burns everything, but it is not as good as withering and drying up into a gray wreck before the sound of death begins.

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Early in the morning, Kirito was woken up by his younger sister Suguha.

"Brother! It's time for lunch! You can't sleep anymore!"

"I'm so tired...Xiao Zhi, let me sleep for a while...just for a while..."

The girl tugged a few times again, but still couldn't see the opponent's movements, and finally thrust her waist angrily and helplessly.

"It's really...Brother Lazy! Although it's the weekend, being lazy like this really makes people..."

"Weekend... huh—"

"Brother...Brother..."

Seeing Kazuto Kiritani sitting up suddenly in front of him, Suguha was startled, took a step back, looked at his brother who was moving quickly and crisply as if ordered, the doubt in his eyes continued to deepen.

At this time, Kirito had already quickly ran out of the bathroom, put on a T-shirt and his usual black pants.

"Brother, are you going...to go out...?"

"Well, isn't mom here?"

"He said he wasn't coming back... Brother Heren... just finished lunch..."

"Sorry, Xiao Zhi, I... have to meet someone, and I might have Xiao Zhi for lunch."

one person……?

Following behind Kirito, Suguha couldn't help but see that petite and slender figure swooping down from the clouds in his mind.

"Eh... Eh?! Brother Kazuren..."

Kirito picked up a rice ball from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, then quickly put on the shoes at the door.

"I'm leaving, Xiaozhi!"

Probably because it was approaching the meal time, countless noisy people on the road hurried towards their direction with a positive face, and set foot on the way home, even the sound of the horn was in a hurry that was rarely seen on weekdays.

Just like Kirito's heart at this time.

Without thinking about the exclamation of my sister behind me, and without worrying about other chores, I stepped onto the seat of the bicycle and rushed to the end of the crowd.

I, want to see you.

early morning...

"Hey."

The thoughts in his heart were suddenly interrupted, and Kirito, who had slowed down at the intersection, was startled for a moment before realizing that the voice seemed to be coming towards him.

"...Are you talking about... me?"

The red indicator light suddenly turned on, and the originally noisy flow of people fell into a brief silence, and there seemed to be more gaps in the originally bloated space around.

Kirito looked at a tall boy who seemed to be the same age as him with some differences. He had messy hair, slightly dark skin, and a boyish arrogance on his face. He was leaning on the traffic light pole and staring at him sideways.

In addition, there are some familiar...

"you call me?"

"Hmph." The boy straightened up slightly, "I'm calling a guy named Kiritani Kazuto, you, aren't you?"

Arrogant eyes, wanton breath, and strong...

murderous look? !

His gaze swept across the opponent's right hand whose thumb was hanging by the trouser pocket and the index finger was slightly curved. As for his slightly bent back... Although there was a slight deviation, the overall feeling was similar to Ju Er's. There is a slight similarity in the actions made when inadvertently.

Wait, like Ju Er...sometimes inadvertently...

"Ah, what do you want from me?"

"Nothing, just a piece of advice for you."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in advice from people I don't know."

The girls who were laughing and chatting and the two people standing passed by each other, but they didn't affect the two people who were silent in the slightest.

"I am Sanye, Sanye Jun."

Kirito was slightly taken aback, as if he had heard it somewhere...

"As for you, you will only hurt other people's baby faces. Please, stay away from her."

"Eh?!"

In an instant, the red light turns yellow.

The static world suddenly boiled, the sound of the engine shook people's eardrums, and the impetuousness of the crowd once again broke the silent confrontation between the two.

"It's getting late, if there's nothing else, I'll take a step ahead."

Stepping into the car seat, Kirito glanced over the other side with a peaceful expression, and cast his gaze to the other side of the intersection.

"Going to see Zaoqing? Do you think you are a great person, and Zaoqing must see you? You still look impatient as if someone is waiting for you. Hmph, it's just for you to recognize the reality."

When the green light came on, everything on the starting line rushed out, Kirito was also submerged in the crowd all of a sudden, and when he raised his head again, there was no other figure beside him.

White walls, blue decorations, a space so quiet that you can hear the dropping of a needle, the slightly empty and crisp sound is the only existence in it, with an ups and downs melody that makes people calm and longing.

"Those steps drifting in the song of winter are as light as flying wings, singing endless calls... what they call is the truth that has never been revealed... really..."

The voice, which was so empty that it seemed that it would disappear in the next second, suddenly fell into a slump, and the broken rhythm brought Kirito back to his senses.

Some deliberately light steps moved forward again.

One room, two rooms... three rooms.

In front of it is the number plate 703, which is the only existing ward on this floor, and the people inside are...

The mood that had been silent for a long time suddenly trembled, and complicated feelings emerged in my heart, and I couldn't explain it clearly.

To meet her...in a real world, to meet her again...

The footsteps hesitated inadvertently, and the slowed pace froze on the ground bit by bit.

I want to see her, I really want to, but I am afraid to see her.

In 2 years, many things can happen.

Because of getting along day and night, we can establish a love that is in the same boat through thick and thin, and because of the accumulation of bits and pieces, we will draw indelible scars in our hearts.

Does she want to see herself... Or, like her mood at this time...

The boss flying all over the sky, the powerless falling figure, and the extremely tired and calm eyes once again pierced into Kirito's heart.

【Forget it, just to make you realize the reality. 】

The outstretched hand froze, and deep hesitation appeared on the eager face.

Should it be...

"brush--"

The sensor on the side suddenly lit up in a daze of Kirito's inadvertently, and the cold and pale automatic door opened immediately, and the scene inside caught Kirito's sight unexpectedly.

A thin girl with exquisite eyebrows and eyes was sitting halfway on the hospital bed in front of the window. The sudden opening of the door didn't seem to disturb her too much, and there was a slight alienation in her shallow expression.

"Mom, dad, he..."

The four eyes met, and the world in their eyes was frozen on each other.

What would he do if they met in reality?And in the morning, what would you say and how would you do it?

Regarding this series of questions, Kirito had made countless assumptions in the past countless days and nights, but none of them could give him the true feeling of "yes, it will be like this".

After all, I don't know what the real morning is like, and I have never shown what kind of person I am in reality, so if I show surprises such as the reunion of long-lost old friends, it is also Or it doesn't matter if you are used to it and don't care, that is abnormal, right?

Therefore, when both of them fell into silence, Kirito suddenly had a real sense of existence.

——Like a familiar stranger meeting for the first time, everything should start from scratch.

But, as to what to do...

"Morning... good morning!" She smiled silly.

"...Morning." A little dazed and peaceful.

The two fell into the deathly silence before.

As time passed by, Kirito felt the stiffness of his smile more and more.

It's really... Bad performance... Anyway, although the daily meeting in the game suddenly shifted to reality, it shouldn't be like this anyway.

Looking at the early morning when the face had calmed down, the entanglement in Kirito's heart became more and more obvious.

No, what should I say...

"Well, Ellen, Merritt...are not here..."

"Well, Merit-san and the others came this morning and have already left."

Dumbly glanced at the dial on the wall that pointed to 1:1, thinking that everyone else had already come and left before he came, Kirito's inexplicable shame became more prominent.

"Uh... sorry, I got up a little late this morning... I haven't had much rest recently, so I just relax..."

"I know that Sugo is not a simple character. Kirito-kun was able to save Asuna by himself, it is really amazing."

Huge beads of sweat seemed to be hanging on the back of Kirito's head, recalling the dispute and confrontation between the two in alo, his awkward smile twitched instantly.

Why did it involve Yasuna again... This is probably not what I wanted to say, but——

"Me and... Yasna, we actually have nothing! Early in the morning, I actually..."

The girl who was still sitting quietly on the hospital bed turned her head slightly, and there was only a slight hint of confusion between her brows.

"That's between Kirito-kun and Asuna-san."

Eh?

Kirito, who was about to slap himself severely, froze suddenly.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, intoxicating but not strong, distant but not extravagant.

Kirito subconsciously turned his gaze to the head of the bed, and saw a bouquet of pure white lilies blooming brilliantly against the warm light from the window.

Early in the morning, he noticed the change in Kirito's expression, and then turned to the head of the bed, a smile appeared on his thin and pale face.

"Mr. Sanye bought it specially when he came to see me. Casablanca, also known as Perfume Lily, is pure white and flawless, and is the queen of lilies." His fingers lightly touched a flower that was blooming at the top, and the corners of his lips were filled with bright smiles. Smile, "Pretty, isn't it?"

"Sanye..." Kirito silently read the name, "...Sanye, Jun?"

"Eh? Kirito-kun also recognizes him." The girl looked at Kirito with pure eyes, with curiosity isolated from the world.

"No, it's not considered acquaintance, it's just..."

Suddenly, the door opened again, and the anxious early morning mother walked in quickly.

"Zaoqing, are you really going to the United States, but your body hasn't fully recovered... Er, Mr. Tong and Gu?"

Although she didn't understand her daughter's unexpected declaration, when she noticed another person in the room that shouldn't exist, the mother stopped her confused words in time in the early morning.

But the key words have been captured by the other party's keen sense of hearing.

Kirito, who was still trying to break the deadlock in reality, blinked his eyes, and his half-beat-slow brain turned to the girl on the hospital bed.

"Auntie...you mean...early in the morning, you have to leave..."

The girl still looked at the young man in front of her with the same expression, and it seemed that it was only now that Kiri had really noticed her kind of coldness that never melted like solid ice.

A slender hand snapped off a flower in a vase that was being played with in his hand, and handed it to the young man.

"Shh, Kirito-kun, can you give us some time." Except for the reflection of the sun, the girl's face was not stained with more color.A finger was erected in front of the pale lips, and the voice was still ethereal and ethereal, "Also, this is for you, a parting gift."

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