"What are I good at?" Kirito lies on his head on the soft lawn. At the slightly arrogant and childish tone coming from above his head, Kirito responded boredly, slightly opening his eyes to a pleated skirt that fluttered slightly in the wind, and his slender and fair legs were wrapped in black stockings. Perhaps his head moved up and shifted to see the absolute realm in the pleated skirt. However, Kirito had no favoritism for the cute girl with long pink curly hair in front of him.

In a rare nap time, Kirito originally wanted to relax the burden on the Shura field, but who knew that he was awakened by Louise not long after he fell asleep. This made the favorability of the originally neutral and cold side of the edge directly drop to the cold relationship, so Kirito's answer was also weak.

"In a few days it will be time for the students to perform the show. All the testimonies need to show everyone the best performances of the project, so this time I..." Before Louise could finish her words, Kirito replied coldly: "Sorry, I refuse. I don't have the habit of watching the show for everyone as a monkey show. If there is nothing to do, I don't need to look for me anymore."

After saying that, Kiritori ignored the cute peach-colored girl who turned around and shivered in anger. She stood up from the grass and patted the weeds on her butt, and left without looking back.

The straight corridor leading from the classroom to the dining room. Outside the corridor is a green lawn. At this time, on a wooden bench, a beautiful girl with long chestnut hair in a light armored knight suit was supporting her chin with her hands and hanging her back. Her expression made people feel that the girl seemed to be thinking about something.

"Why, I look like I want to believe something as much as possible?" The familiar tone made Asuna put her hands on her chin and placed them on her knees. The straight back curve gave people a sense of a perseverance and strong woman. The pair of heroic eyes turned and looked at the beautiful young man who was walking straight up next to her without hesitation, and replied: "It's nothing, it's just that it's hard to digest what Miss Hayamoto said for a while. After all, Fantasy Country... sounds like a place to be expected."

"I advise you not to be full of expectations for that place." Asuna said something inexplicably strange, Kirito turned his head and forced a smile that was ugly than crying, and said with a black thread: "That place is a scam in all senses, especially that Yakumo Zi. Don't listen to Hong's random words. She is obviously a wife of over 1,000 years old, but she often claims to be seventeen years old and has athlete's foot... She likes to wear a fruit apron to welcome her husband home, and likes to play in the wild with Ashimida..."

Just as he was so excited, Kirito suddenly felt a strong biting chill coming around, and his head quickly turned around, his eyes staring around in surprise. He was not in the same dimension plane, but Kirito obviously felt the pupils full of malicious intentions observing him. When he thought that Ashimida had secretly revealed to him that the treatment of those sin bags in the gap, his body trembled and smiled and passed by Asuna perfunctorily.

"Ah, Kirito!" After the topic of Fantasy Country ended, Asuna suddenly shouted happily: "Don't Kirito know you still remember this?" Asuna took out two black and hard steamed buns from the prop bar and a small pot made of ceramic.

"Is this...!?" Kirito widened his eyes and looked at the two black hard steamed buns and ceramic jars that Asuna took out. The long-standing memory began to emerge in his mind.

It was on the night of the first boss strategy battle of the Sword Art Realm. The boy found a girl who was alone in the corner of the alley to fight against the black hard bread. In the squirting square, the girl sat on a simple wooden bench in the corner of the square, pulled her hood down to cover her eyes, and kept chewing in her mouth. Although it was only worth a kor (ps: the currency name of Sword Art Realm), the bread was surprisingly large, just when she finally wiped out half of it...

"That's pretty delicious." Kirito recalled. At that time, he came to the girl in such a cheeky manner and sat down. He also taught her how to make the first layer of rough food delicious. Kirito stretched out his hand and stroked his eyes and responded to the girl's long chestnut-colored soft hair with a sweet smile, saying, "I didn't expect you to remember it."

They each took their own black hard bread. Kirito and Asuna smiled and touched their fingertips on the clay pot. The fingertips of their fingertips lit up dim fluorescence, and they applied them to the surface of the bread with the same movements. White liquid with a little honey color spread over the surface of the bread.

"Haha." With a happy smile, Asuna leaned her chestnut-colored head on Kirito's shoulder. The two of them opened their mouths at the same time, and put the black hard bread covered with cream into their mouths with extremely consistent movements. In an instant, a comfortable feeling spread in their mouths, as if they were not eating dry and rough black bread, but a pastoral-style cake with a full taste. The cream was sweet and smooth, and it had a refreshing and sour taste like yogurt cheese, and the mouth was full of numbing satisfaction.

The girl leaned against the windowsill, overlooking the two people who were snuggling together as sweetly as a lover below, and said in a stuttering tone that she could only hear: "I will give Kirito to you for the time being."

When did they fall in love with the beautiful boy with a tear mole in front of them? The girl herself didn't remember it. At the beginning, they met just strangers. If it weren't for the dramatic scene of Kirito when they first met, maybe they would have no intersection at all.

The girl's mind will never be forgotten. When she saw Alice, who had turned black, cut off her head because she had attacked Kirito, the girl felt like a huge hole was blown out of her heart. The strong sense of suffocation made tears flow like a dam. She hugged the head tightly in her chest and finally spoke out the strong feelings in her heart loudly.

She was obviously a girl who was once a male, and finally began to look at her feelings head-on. She wanted to live as a girl, living in Fantasy Country under the name Yasuo Hong and living by the side of this boy.

When the girl was in love, she gradually learned to accept it from the beginning to the point where she gradually learned to accept it. The girl gradually understood why the actresses in the bad books and action movies she watched in the past had a floating expression. At the same time, after a year of living together, the girl almost forgot her former gender.

At night, the beautiful pink and blue full moon floating above his head made Kirito feel dazed. At this time, because of his disagreement with Louise, the other party did not arrange a room for him to live here. Fortunately, it was not the first time he was camping. He took out a tent and built a temporary residence directly on the top of the teaching building of the Magic Academy, which was about to fall asleep, but he did not know that there would be a real nightmare waiting for him to greet him next.

The sleeping girl with long black hair made a uniform breathing sound, and at this moment... a line of black mist that could not be observed by the naked eye slowly overflowed from the surface of her skin as if she was afraid of waking her master. Finally, when the black mist was so strong that it was a figure that was almost exactly the same as the girl appeared beside the bed, and words full of excitement came out from her mouth as charming and rosy as blood: "Finally, I finally have my body, but... it's not enough. Kirito needs more indoctrination to be fully realized, so the most urgent thing now is to..." Before the black shadow could finish speaking, the figure disappeared.

The soft body exuding a familiar body fragrance climbed up on his chest like a snake twisting. His delicate jade fingers stretched in from the hem of his shirt, and his five fingers opened and teased his chest. The slight itchy feeling was transmitted from the tip of his nose to his nerves. The familiar body fragrance made Kirito frown slightly and opened his eyes in confusion, and subconsciously said: "Hong? Come and fuck it tonight..."

Kirito was stunned and looked at the girl who was lying on his chest with charming eyes. The pair of bright red eyes like blood was definitely not the one he knew. Yakumo's unique long skirt was already worn like blood dyed red in the girl's concave and convex body. However, what really shocked Kirito was... Yakumo's fair skin in front of him was covered with ubiquitous black patterns.

The girl's terrifying posture in front of her made Kirito speechless, swallowing her mouth and said in disbelief: "You can't... be Huo Hong!?" Kirito had more or less heard from the girl that another personality consciousness living in her body, but now it actually appeared in front of her as a physical body, so how could he not surprise him?

"How did you come out of Hong's body? Answer me!" Frowning, there was a little coldness in Kirito's eyes. The situation in front of him made him subconsciously think of Huo Hong's temporarily living in the girl's body. It seemed that he felt Kirito's hostility. Huo Hong's mouth showed a bloodthirsty fox smile and said, "It seems that Hong has never told you how my consciousness body was produced?"

Next, Huo Hong told Kirito his origin as quickly as possible. Under Kirito's shocked attention, she smiled and said: "I can't maintain the entity for too long now, but... if you help me, maybe I can save enough to maintain the darkness of this body."

"Help, how do I help?" Kirito asked with a frown, his brows beat extremely violently. Huo Hong bent her head down to Kirito's ear and said something that made his brain crash for a moment: "You should know more than anyone else what your body is made of, so let's... [Bee]!"

The moment Kirito's brain crashed, Huo Hong took off his pants, and at the same time separated his long skirt slightly, and then... she felt a little firm when she felt the teasing at the beginning, and sat down fiercely.

The strong tightness and moisture made Kirito gasp. It was the first time that Huo Hong didn't care about her. Her soft and slender waist quickly moved. She pulled Kirito up for a while, and she spread her hands on her soft but elastic chest, pressing her hands on her soft but elastic chest, moaning and saying, "How about it, compared to Hong, my body tastes more delicious!"

Kirito felt unable to refute this sentence. The tight girl's beauty was like countless small mouths that kept licking the pleasure nerve that stimulated her, forcibly raised her spirit and asked, "So... what is your purpose in doing this kind of thing?"
Chapter completed!