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Registration for the GGO competition seemed extremely smooth, and there was no scene like riding a motorcycle in the anime. Chu Xuan has always been very confident in grasping time, which is why he is willing to waste time on Kirito.

On the other hand, judging from this single mortal mission, Chu Xuan had already discovered several more important problems.

, it actually reached as many as 10 times.

, Why is it deeply involved in Shino Asada's hidden tasks? You should know that in the dead space, Chu Xuan has investigated this kind of thing in depth. If there is no unilateral trigger, the chance of a hidden task is usually small and slim.

There are actually many problems reflected from these two points. Death Gun is undoubtedly one of them. The other is that deep research on the space for death has become inevitable. I don’t know anything about the environment I am in and am content with the status quo. This is not what Chu Xuan has always pursued.

Yes... Why is there such and such a dazzling reinforcement in the space of death? And why are there so many plot worlds? Why is the purpose of death? Is it just to simply make the anime characters feel emotionally fluctuating?

"Preparing for the next team battle has become inevitable. It is also necessary to study the dimensional structure of the dead space."

Chu Xuan gently pushed his glasses, looked at the countless formulas of calculations flashing in front of him, and continued to look down, not knowing why he was calculating the formula for some reason.

Judging from the dense paper piled up around him... it seems...it's very difficult?

A space spanning about a few kilometers, which is Shino Asada's home...

"Tomorrow, it should be tomorrow. That's right... let me cut off all the past." The girl wearing black-framed glasses placed one hand on her eyes, as if she could completely awaken her head, which was very dizzy by the dazzling incandescent lamp.

She looked very attractive when she lay on the bed.

However, in terms of his chest...well... it is still a green fruit that cannot be picked.

Um...I don't know why... I suddenly felt a chill behind me.

Shino Asada shrank down on the pure white bed like a chill, and then took a deep breath.

She believed that this determination in her heart would definitely defeat everyone.

Of course, Chu Xuan also includes.

Memories after registration also emerged bit by bit.

"Hey! Chu Xuan, listen well, no matter where you hit, you are not allowed to let go. Remember! Even if the opponent is me, you cannot have the slightest desire to let go!" Shino, with azure blue hair, seemed to emphasize to the expressionless man in front of him with great seriousness.

This situation looks a bit like a wife's warning to her husband who is out not to pick flowers and stick grass everywhere.

Well... it seemed that I also understood this wonderful feeling, and Shino's white cheeks also flushed.

Chu Xuan, who had been staring at the virtual screen in front of him, pulled out his head and was silent for 5 seconds.

His head moved slightly up and down a few times.

Shino glanced at the guy in surprise, although he did not get a definite reply.

However, being able to get the other party’s nod is considered a success?

Can that slight movement really be considered a nod?

There is no way for the girl to know about this. Now she, like a proud soul burning, hugging the pillow and shouting in grief and anger.

"It's true, no matter how you look at it, I was acting coquettishly to that guy at that time!"

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The dinner in front of me was indeed rich, and the Japanese cuisine looked very beautiful at first glance, which could arouse Kirito's appetite. However, the young man with black hair obviously did not put his energy on the food in front of me. He was more likely to deal with the sister in front of him and the voice of Yuki Asuna in his ears.

"Well, probably that's it. I should have to convert it for a few days. Well, that copy... can't you ask Klein to replace me? Well, I understand. Well, good night."

Kirito, who finally accepted the "check", sighed deeply, but before he could put the chopsticks in front of him, he looked very delicious Kobe steak...

"Brother... aren't you going to explain it? A sudden change." Kiritani Naoha moved Kirito's chopsticks away with chopsticks.

"Ah haha..." Kirito, who is used to using "skills" such as scratching his head to perfunctory girls, smiled bitterly without hesitation.

"Didn't you say that? It's work. Don't worry."

"Really?"

"It's true." Kirito helplessly glanced at the sister beside him who looked completely unbelievable and shrugged.

Kikuoka Maijiro! It’s all your fault!
Chapter completed!