Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

A post on the forum discussing Misaka Sisters quickly became a trending topic that day.

What do you guys think of Misaka, who appeared on the twentieth floor?

[Judging solely by her appearance, she's a beautiful schoolgirl in a uniform—flipped!]

She is indeed petite and cute, but it would be even better if she were a little smaller...

When everyone saw this, they were shocked; someone had even posted it online.

Misaka's appearance is obvious to everyone; she looks about the same age as a middle school student. But you actually want her to be even younger?

How small is considered satisfactory? XXS?

Therefore, some people immediately expressed their condemnation:

There have been far too many guys like this lately; I suggest agreeing to have them all shot.

[He likes small things, so I suggest using the smallest caliber for executions, preferably multiple shots if one doesn't kill him.]

【Seconded! 】

Of course, some people also expressed different opinions:

Too small, I can't feel it.

These four short words might not elicit any reaction from the Misaka Sisters.

But if their gene contributor, Misaka Mikoto herself, were to hear this, then that person should probably start preparing for the worst.

Seeing that the building was getting more and more crooked, the original poster quickly jumped out to correct it.

[Can we have a proper discussion, bro? This is a serious post!]

After everyone finished generating electricity, some people began to have a serious discussion.

There are some things I'm hesitant to say. Although I've witnessed many Misakas, each one of them is expressionless. It would be great if they could express more emotions to the player, like other NPCs.

But as soon as the message was sent, it attracted responses from other players.

I disagree with this statement!

If every NPC followed a specific emotional logic, wouldn't they feel even more monotonous? Misaka's expressionless demeanor was a refreshing change; she always wore the same expression and maintained the same attitude, which is precisely what made her so captivating!

Okay, you have more words, so you're right.

Is your statement "at any time" serious?

As the saying goes, the simplest truths are the most profound. It wasn't until the next player's simple remarks that this farce finally came to an end.

She just sent me a sniper rifle; I'd be willing to call her "Mom" from now on!

Then a picture was attached, which looked like a screenshot from the game.

Big Sniper.jpg

Its shape is similar to the L115A3 tactical sniper rifle, but it has a more high-tech feel. The combination of sharp edges and metallic texture makes it impossible for boys to look away at just one glance.

I'm so jealous, I want some.

Are you done playing? It's my turn now.

[Damn it, why did I only get a crappy night vision goggle?!]

Good, good, I didn't expect there to be an expert here.

Seeing the guy's comments above, the players felt much better, realizing that there were others who were even worse off than themselves.

Although the discussion eventually went off-topic, everyone was still incredibly grateful for Misaka Ken's act of giving away her own weapon as a reward to the players.

......

That evening, Kirito went to the Misaka Sisters' room at the hospital to inquire about the results of today's operation.

But as soon as he stepped into the room, he felt a slippery sensation under his feet and instantly lost his balance, falling backward.

"Varied...?"

But who is Kirito? How could the famous black-clad swordsman fall because of something like this?

Instinctively, he quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, intending to land steadily by performing a backflip.

But as soon as his foot touched the ground, he stepped on something round and chubby. This time, he didn't even have time to react. With a "thud," he fell straight forward.

Fortunately, thanks to the character's defense attribute bonus, he did not suffer any damage even though his face made close contact with the ground.

Kirito got up from the ground and met five pairs of eyes staring at him.

The five Misaka Sisters were sitting in a pile of snacks, munching on potato chips, their eyes filled with a calm 'watching the show' attitude.

Only then did Kirito see the culprit at his feet: two bottles of drinks that had rolled to the doorway, still covered in water droplets.

"Who threw their empty drink bottle on the ground? That's so inconsiderate!"

"Just to correct you, that's a drink that hasn't been drunk yet," a Misaka Sister put down her potato chips and reminded her seriously.

Kirito was taken aback. He looked down and examined the bottle cap closely. The sealing film on the cap was indeed intact, but he didn't know how it had rolled to the doorway.

But when he checked the situation inside the room, he froze.

The once spacious ward was now overflowing with snacks and drinks.

A plastic bag, about half a person's height, stood by the bed, stuffed with bottled drinks of various flavors. At a glance, there were at least fifty bottles. The ones rolling on the floor were the ones that had overflowed from the bag.

Potato chip tins, jelly boxes, and cookie boxes were piled up like a small mountain on the bedside table, and even the foot of the bed was covered with a layer of snacks.

This is truly... a bumper harvest!

What shocked him most was that it even contained 'killer bee honey,' a rare ingredient produced in SAO.

Isn't it these players who are so generous?

Kirito has been busy fighting Accelerator lately and hasn't had time to grind, but now he's just casually placed in a pile of snacks by these Misaka Sisters.

At this moment, the five Misaka Sisters were clearly having a food tasting party, and they couldn't help but share the delicious food with each other.

"This honey is so sweet!"

"This jelly is delicious too, Misaka recommends you try it~"

"Misaka strongly recommends this strawberry soda!"

They looked so happy and cheerful, showing no trace of the gloom that had followed the experiment.

"You guys...did you empty the supermarket?" He rubbed his temples, finding the room full of snacks and drinks absurd, even to himself.

"These were obtained in exchange for guns," a Misaka Sister said, pointing to the pile of snacks.

The other one added in a calm tone, "And this is only a part; more was distributed to the Misakas in other rooms."

Kirito then realized that there were only five Misaka Sisters in the room, but with the new ones that had joined in the last two days, there were nearly thirty Misaka Sisters in total.

Clearly, they voluntarily moved to other wards because this room couldn't accommodate them all.

That's fine too. Who knows how many Misaka Sisters there will be in the future? It would be really difficult to cram them all into one room.

"I see..." Kirito wanted to say that, but when he saw the mountain of snacks, he couldn't recognize them and became worried: "Wait, there are so many snacks, the five of you can't possibly finish them all, right? Have you thought about what to do with them? If this continues, they will only pile up more and more."

The Misaka Sisters all shook their heads, clearly having never considered this question.

This was the first time in their lives they had eaten so many delicious foods. They were so engrossed in enjoying the food that they didn't even think about what to do with it.

One of the Misaka Sisters muttered softly, "If there's not enough room, the Misakas can move to a bigger room..."