Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

"Cough cough~" Kirito coughed to ease his earlier lapse in composure.

Then he switched to an indifferent tone and asked, "Um... Ilya, I wanted to ask, oh no, I have a friend who wants to ask, what are you going to do with this weapon?"

Upon hearing such a blatant attempt to cover up their misunderstanding, the other three shifted their gazes to Kirito.

"Well"

Kirito then belatedly realized that he had just said something quite inappropriate.

This may be the first time he has been drenched in sweat while facing elementary school students.

Kenshin put his hands behind his head, silently shifting his gaze, humming a song but occasionally stealing a few glances.

Hei was even more direct, taking a few steps back as if it were none of his business, but his eyes never left this area.

Illya also understood the meaning behind Kirito's words.

Then she stopped exerting force with both hands, and the Black Sword Elucidator was slammed to the ground with a thud.

Kirito was shocked: "Ah! How could you treat it like this!"

But then he noticed his appearance at that moment.

Kirito coughed twice to calm himself down and explained, "I mean, this is a BOSS-level weapon after all, it's such a waste to just leave it on the ground!"

Now Ilya was completely certain.

Then he put on a devilish smile and said, "But big brother~ this sword is too heavy, it's really not suitable for me, what should I do?"

Kirito knew his chance had come: "That's easy. As the guild leader, it's my duty to help the members. Just leave the sword to me and I'll take care of it for you."

"That might be a good idea."

"Then let's not delay, I'll help you sell it and buy Ke'er instead..."

Of course, Kirito wouldn't sell the sword. Instead, he would return the weapon in equal parts to Illya under the guise of selling it, thus obtaining the Explainer without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Kirito bent down to take the sword, but just as he was about to touch the blade, the starlight of the interpreter's painting disappeared before his eyes.

Ilya's smile widened: "But I suddenly changed my mind~"

Kirito realized that the other party was playing him.

"you..."

The words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, because he saw Ilya's upturned lips.

With a strange excitement, and a joy that seemed to be the satisfaction of a great revenge.

This reminded him of the original work, 'Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya,' where it seemed that another personality, a dark-skinned little imp named 'Chloe,' was sealed inside Illya's body.

Compared to Ilya's innocence and kindness, Chloe is the complete opposite.

But strangely, there is no Holy Grail War in this world, so there shouldn't be another personality that has been sealed away.

But what about my own perspective?

No, calm down, maybe it's just my imagination.

Kirito composed himself and asked, "Um, Illya, could you tell me what you want that weapon for?"

Ilya thought for a moment: "To be honest, I haven't decided yet."

Kirito breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Ilya's eyes lit up: "Maybe giving it to my brother at home is a good idea!"

What? The interpreter is given to Red P?

Kirito, enraged, shouted, "What a waste! What a waste!"

"Does big brother think there's something wrong with how I handle my own weapons?" Ilya emphasized the words "my own weapons."

Kirito started sweating: "No, no, no, what I mean is... Shirou is a respected archer; his duty is to draw arrows at long range. Isn't giving him a one-handed sword a bit too much..."

“That makes sense.” Ilya said thoughtfully, “Then I won’t give it to my brother.”

Kirito could finally relax.

Ilya continued, "But it's a BOSS-level weapon after all, it's a real shame to sell it. It would be better to give it to other members of the guild, which would greatly enhance the guild's strength."

Kirito showed an expression that suggested he was a promising student.

"But who exactly in the guild should it be given to?" Ilya asked thoughtfully.

That's obvious. Kirito is the only one in the guild who uses a one-handed sword as a weapon; there's no other option besides him.

It turns out that all that preparation was for this place to wait for me.

At this moment, Kirito was increasingly satisfied with his ability to bring Illya into the guild. He stood there with a wide smile on his face, like a warrior about to be honored.

"Decided!"

Kirito was secretly overjoyed: Finally, the Explainer was finally going to be his!

Illya's voice rang out again: "I've decided to give it to Kenshin-nii-san!"

"Alright, alright, I knew I hadn't misjudged you..." Kirito realized something halfway through his sentence.

How could it be Kenshin? How could it be Kenshin?

Ilya grinned mischievously, "So, big brother thinks I was right too, right?"

At this moment, Kenshin was even more dumbfounded: How could he get caught up in the gossip?

"No, you misheard me. I meant... 'You must have seen it wrong!'"

Kirito quickly retorted, "Look at what's on Shin's waist! It's a katana! This is a completely different kind of thing from a one-handed sword, do you understand?"

"I understand." Ilya nodded, seemingly understanding, then clapped her hands: "Then let's give it to Uncle Black!"

Black: I have no objection.

Kirito jumped in to refute: "No, no, that's not right. He has a wire dagger as his exclusive weapon. Giving him a one-handed sword is useless."

"I see. Then there's only one answer left."

Kirito felt a little relieved; everyone present had already taken their turn, and it was finally his turn.

Thinking this, Ilya took small steps toward the exit.

"Where are you going?" Kirito asked hurriedly, raising his hand.

Ilya turned around and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Of course we'll send the Explainer to Mikasa-neechan."

Huh? No...is that right?

What does this have to do with the boss?

Kirito, having reached his limit, finally laid it all out: "Are you kidding me?!"

Ilya retorted mischievously, "Who's been stopping me from playing time and time again, acting all grown-up?"

Kirito thought for a moment: "Is it...me?"

"Do we really need this Explainer?"

"Oh, it's me..."

"Who was it that said they wouldn't do something as despicable and shameless as taking a member's weapon for themselves?"

"Stop talking, it's all my fault!"

With each sentence, Illya's smile widened, while Kirito's voice grew weaker with each word.

Finally, Ilya showed a relieved expression: "Actually, if big brother had told you the truth from the beginning, maybe he would have just given it to you because of the president's relationship~"

"Is it true?"

"But it's not that simple now~"

Kirito swallowed hard: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

After thinking for a moment, Ilya spoke up: "In short, first post 'Ilya is a mature adult' a hundred times in the group chat, and make sure she writes it by hand."

Of course, she was joking. Knowing her own chairman as she did, it was impossible for the other party not to be able to bargain.

In her mind, she would forgive him if he could acknowledge his mistake ten or eight times.

Even Ilya couldn't help but feel proud of her generosity.

Heh heh, today is my great victory!

But Kirito, unpredictable as ever, left with the words "A hundred times? Got it?" and logged off in a flash.

"Did this guy actually take it seriously?"

That evening, Mikasa logged into her SAO account as usual, only to be greeted by a series of red notifications in the group chat.

Is there important news?

With this in mind, I clicked into the chat group and saw pictures being posted one after another.

Although each one is slightly different, they all have the words 'Ilya is a mature adult!' written on them.

What kind of crazy thing has the president gone on this time?

Upon closer inspection, it appears that other people's comments are also mixed in, but they are quickly buried by the large amount of handwriting.

In fact, the comments that were drowned out were all made by Ilya herself.

She was on the verge of tears.

[Ilya: That's too embarrassing, so please stop sending them.]

The news was quickly buried.

[Ilya: I forgive you, so please don't send any more!]

The news remained buried, leaving Ilya helpless.

[Ilya: The Elucidator is for you, so don't send it anymore!]

But Kirito didn't care about any of that at the moment. His pupils even turned into the shape of the Elucidator, and only one program was responding in his mind: collect one hundred cards to exchange for the Elucidator!

The barrage of messages in the group chat continued that night...