manga artist Kirito

"Don't try to take advantage of me, I'm not your relative."

Whether it's the literal kind of kinship, or the kind that flows out of a girl's body at certain times—yes, Kirito prefers it to go in from the outside and not come out from the inside.

"Could you wait a little while? My sister will be coming to find me soon. Until then, please let your hat shield me from the wind, rain, and sun."

"Eh...?" The girl didn't seem to mind Kirito's words, nor did she take the opportunity to stomp on his feet and leave with her hat. Instead, she let out a soft, ambiguous "Eh."

"Hey, you look a lot like one of my classmates."

"Is this a flirtation?" Kirito, wondering why Suguha hadn't turned around yet, moved his hand and pressed it on his hat. "Ah, it must be hard for you to flirt with someone as sweaty as me... I'm so sorry, here's your hat back."

"Hmm, I knew it." The girl casually took the hat Kirito handed her, her calm gaze lingering on Kirito's face, who had his eyes closed as if waiting to be rescued. "Good morning, Kirigaya-kun~"

"Huh?" Her eyes snapped open, and what greeted her was—a white dress held between her bent thighs, white stockings representing purity, and the pale skin of her "absolute territory," with a hint of... well, a glimpse of white skin that was well concealed...

White silk stockings—amazing!

However, at that moment, the girl touched the hem of her skirt, covering her knees and above.

"Even I would find it bothersome to have my legs stared at, Kirito-san~"

Seriously, if the girl in front of him could admit that he hadn't been well received, Kirito would definitely be recharged a lot, and might even be able to recover from his slump.

Well, it's like an old-fashioned TV that occasionally displays static. You just need to tap the back of the TV and it'll be fine. In contrast to a human body crashing, as long as you can see what you're looking for, it will naturally recover—yes, that's right, the principle is the same.

A familiar voice, familiar leg shape, familiar plumpness... No, I've never seen panties like this before. Oh no, I really didn't see panties just now.

Meeting a beautiful girl on a slope where cherry blossoms are fluttering in the air—what a lovely encounter, it's like a romance unfolding right out of an anime...

"Sorry, Kiritani-kun, if you want to see cherry blossoms, judging from the current time, there are probably only two or three cherry trees left with petals in Hokkaido."

You mean I'm living in a dream?

"Ka...Ka...Kato-san." Kirito shifted his head again, his gaze moving away from the pure white silk and onto the girl's face. After observing the girl's puffed-out cheeks and reflecting on his memory several times, he finally remembered her name.

"What an amazing encounter, hehe..."

"Hmm, it really is a strange encounter." The girl, who had been as serene as a plant, regained her tranquil demeanor, her pretty eyes scrutinizing Kirito, who was still lying on the ground, refusing to get up. "I was just about to go home on Saturday when I ran into a classmate who seemed to have spent the night on the street. How strange."

"If I hadn't been able to confirm that Kirito's clothes were soaked with sweat, I might have thought so too."

It seems that Ms. Kato Megumi was in a good mood after being called by her name accurately, and she spoke such a long sentence at once.

"It's not that pitiful. It's just that the ground is cooler, so I'm lying here waiting for my sister." Kirito found that sometimes talking to girls from this angle is really nice. If a girl isn't on guard, she can definitely see her panties.

However, this is not just shameless, it's downright despicable.

"Um, Kato-kun, do you live around here?"

That said, I feel that Ms. Kato's presence has become a bit more noticeable lately, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to remember her name.

Holding a white beret, a gentle breeze blew past, and the girl squatting in front of Kirito had her slightly long hair fluttering in the wind...

Well, whether someone has a high or low profile shouldn't have much to do with whether they have long or short hair, right?

However, Kato would definitely look great with a single ponytail, right?

"The other way. I just came from the station, and then I found that the road ahead was blocked by a group of people, so I went around this way. I just didn't expect my hat to be blown away by the wind..." As she spoke, Kato Megumi tilted her head slightly, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Ah, Kiritani-san, is your home at the Tiger Dojo?"

It's not that it's at the Tiger Dojo, but rather that the Tiger Dojo is my home!

"You could say that for now." Kirito wanted to nod, but found that he could only get mud all over his face, so he propped himself up and sat up. However, since the mud wasn't dry, even if Kirito tried to pat it off, it wouldn't do any good, so he gave up.

"My house is behind the dojo~"

"How could such a coincidence happen?" Kirito rolled his eyes. My house is right here. Do you think I wouldn't remember the neighbors behind my house? That's ridiculous... By the way, do I even have neighbors behind my house?

"If we're neighbors, we could be considered childhood sweethearts," Ms. Kato said in her usual calm tone.

Childhood sweethearts...

Since it doesn't exist in my memory, can it be considered a gift from heaven? Is reality even more melodramatic than light novels?

"But, I don't think I've ever met Kiritani-kun before."

Are you doubting me, the original genius of Tiger Dojo?

Living behind the Tiger Dojo, yet being the most, most, most, most talented black-clad swordsman of the Tiger Dojo whom I've never heard of, Kirito Kazuto, Miss Kato Megumi, I suspect you're deceiving me.

"However, I have heard of the three or four swordsmen of the Tiger Dojo, the Kurogiri Swordsmen... well, they used to be the Three Swordsmen of Kirigaya."

The name "Kurotō Kenshin" only came about after Li Shunsheng arrived; before that, the name was given with my surname first—"Kirigaya Three Swords".

Screw those three bastards, who the hell came up with that nickname?

But all in all, Kirito really didn't think Ms. Kato would be his neighbor.

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I've noticed a strange phenomenon: many of my subscriptions have more chapters in the later chapters than in the earlier ones—are you skipping around while reading? Or do you read chapters only if the titles are interesting, and skip them if you're not?

In short, that's really impressive! (Thumbs up)

114

[NO.112 Ms. Kato has no friends]

Well, the fact that Kato Megumi is my neighbor is even more shocking to Kirito than Shizuka-sensei finding a boyfriend and announcing their marriage. But it seems to be true...?

As for why I say that, it's because after running to the finish line and waiting for a while, I still couldn't find my dear brother. I was a little worried and ran back, only to find that my brother looked like he had been rubbed on the ground, half of his body was covered in mud, and he was chatting with a girl in a skirt... or something like that?

However, Suguha still had some doubts: had her brother rescued her while she was away?

Incidentally, "beauty" refers to Kirito.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, nothing much... I'm just so tired." Kirito said weakly, looking up at Suguha who was running towards him. "I can't run anymore, so let me drown in this land, brother."

—It would be alright to drown in the arms of a leaf.

"I see..." Suguha breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned to look at the quiet Kato-san. "Eh, Megumi-neechan?"

"...It's me~" Seemingly a little unaccustomed to this form of address, Kato Megumi nodded slightly, but her voice remained calm.

"By the way, is this your neighbor?" Kirito asked Suguha, who was definitely someone he knew, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Let's say we're neighbors... behind the dojo, behind the back of the back." Suguha squatted down in front of Kirito, untied the towel tied around his forehead, and wiped the dirt off his face. "Megumi visited the dojo about two weeks ago, and she's still your classmate... Hmm, didn't you know that, brother?"

How could I possibly know? It's so difficult to even discover her existence, and I wasn't home for the past two weeks. Thank you!

Even if Ms. Kato Megumi walked right past me openly and honestly, I would hardly notice her. If I weren't certain that there were no supernatural abilities or so-called black technology in this world, I would have thought that Ms. Kato Megumi was either King Hassan, who was proficient in stealth, or Accelerator, who could reflect light!

Someone like Ms. Kato Megumi could easily get lost if you're not careful!

Yes, Kirito believes that holding hands may not necessarily be helpful.

Furthermore, how far is the distance between the two "after"s? Why don't you just say that Kato Megumi is our neighbor from the next village?

Emmmmm......

We wouldn't exactly be considered childhood sweethearts, because it's pretty clear that Ms. Kato Megumi and I didn't have much interaction before, aside from our meeting at school...

—Asuna, the threat of her childhood friend who suddenly appeared out of nowhere has been instantly eliminated!

But then again, childhood sweethearts...aren't bamboo horses usually meant to be ridden?

Moreover, childhood sweethearts represent the close bond between a boy and a girl in their childhood... starting to ride together from a young age?

Surprised!

I can no longer look directly at any idiom!

Then there's the poem, "The boy rode a bamboo horse, playing with green plums around the bed, living together in Changgan, the two little ones without suspicion or doubt"—this poem is incredibly vulgar! Why would anyone pass down such filthy and terrifying verses?

Is it simply because they wrote it down and asked us to memorize it, so they just wrote a little more on the fly?

Wait a minute, Kirito's character as the tsukkomi (straight man) seems to be getting more fleshed out.

"Yes, Kiritani-kun doesn't know," Kato Megumi said casually, though her words were a bit too blunt.

Although Kato Megumi had only met Kirito a few times at the Tiger Dojo, and given how much time had passed, if Kirito hadn't mentioned living at the Tiger Dojo, he wouldn't have connected Kirito, his classmate, with the black sword from the Tiger Dojo.

It was a melancholy boy, wielding a wooden sword in one hand, disciplining dozens of students at the Tiger Dojo—a very imposing scene. Ms. Kato, who had sneaked into the Tiger Dojo for a visit, witnessed this. However, she never saw that boy again.

As for Kirito not remembering her, Ms. Kato didn't find it strange at all. After all, they had never talked before, so it would be strange if he remembered her.

"Kato-kun, you probably don't have any friends."

"..." Ms. Kato fell silent.

"You idiot, what nonsense are you talking about!" Suguha raised an eyebrow and tapped Kirito on the forehead. "Megumi-neechan... has friends."

but!

Kirito really likes the word "but" because it can be used to reverse the plot.

However, when you were speaking, you paused for a moment, and Kato Megumi also fell silent. It's very clear that what I said is true.

A hint of melancholy and resignation appeared on the future sage's face... as if he had been dealt a blow.

Previously, Ms. Kato Megumi said that she was like a plant, which could be described as self-awareness or, to put it bluntly, self-knowledge—her voice sounds pleasant when she talks to people, but in reality, it's as if she has no goals at all.

Kirito then thought of Shiina Mashiro, but at least Shiina Mashiro's newspaper had a clear target. However, Kato Megumi... she didn't.

She didn't seem to have any ambition to grow from an inconspicuous plant into a towering tree or an eye-catching, beautiful flower.

"I'm sorry, Kato." Kirito apologized, and although he did seem sincere, it just felt so perfunctory!

"Never mind, I'm used to it anyway." Ms. Kato, whose hair looked past her shoulders, shook her head. "It's just that saying it to someone's face makes them feel a little uncomfortable."

Kato Megumi, I think if it weren't for your stealth skills, you would have been sent to the Service Club by Shizuka-sensei long ago, and she would have asked you if you had any friends!

Honestly, telling someone you don't have any friends is just as... no, twice as annoying as telling a single person you don't have a girlfriend.

But why does Ms. Kato Megumi, who wears white stockings and is quite attractive, have no friends?

—Ah, that's on the premise that it can be seen.

"Silly brother, don't sit here and keep talking. Mother should be preparing breakfast for us to go back." Pulling Kirito up, Suguha invited Ms. Kato, "Hey, Megumi-neechan, come sit at my dojo."

I think Ms. Kato might consider this just a social nicety.

"I don't know what Kirigaya-san is thinking, but the malice is really obvious." Kato Megumi glanced down at her beret, then stood up and said to Kirito. Even though her words were no different from usual, Kirito sensed that the girl was a little unhappy.

—Hey, do all women have superpowers?

“Superpowers are impossible, Kirito-san.” With that, Kato Megumi looked at Suguha and nodded slightly. “Okay, it’s been a long time since I’ve been to the dojo.”

—Want to go watch those hot-blooded idiots fight?

115

[MO.113 Ms. Kato looks forward to her friends (Bonus Chapter)]

As Qin Chuan Derich said—everything that exists must have its meaning!

Kirito really liked this quote: Plants—perhaps they are just things that can be seen everywhere, but they convert carbon dioxide into breathable oxygen and can shelter people from the wind and rain…

But the prerequisite is that you actually exist—yes, I'm talking about you, Ms. Kato Megumi.

Following everything, we arrived at the dojo. No one paid much attention to her when she entered, even though she was right behind Kirito, who attracted the most hatred. Her presence did not increase at all.

However, after Kirito took a shower and enjoyed a delicious breakfast, he came out to find himself chatting happily with Midori Kiritani and the older teaching assistants... if Megumi Kato had any expression.

And quite a few students were pointing and whispering about her. Of course, they weren't talking about anything bad, but rather that they were even happier to see Kato Megumi arrive than to see me return. So, you all know Kato Megumi, and it's just me, your neighbor and classmate, who doesn't?

This is too much!

Kato Megumi looks so good in white stockings, how come you didn't remind me when she came to the dojo before? That's really too much!

"Is Kato that popular?" Holding his art supplies and notebook, Kirito found a well-lit spot to sit down and began observing the students who were starting their daily tasks.

Yes, it's a battle.

Kirito's current goal is to record the attacks in the battle that are quite realistic and don't seem like systematic attacks. Of course, Kirito's most important goal right now is to recover his stamina, because he still needs to teach these guys a lesson later.

I'm a little curious... just how many people will actually take on the challenge today?

—Actually, the fight scenes are really good. Kirito really likes fighting anime and is used to having his maid adjust the data when watching male and female battles, adding an R-16 patch to the anime so that the blood spurting out when they clash is about the same as Mengniu milk.

—A word of advice: looking at too much of this can lead to errors in thinking and vision.

"Many students in the dojo like Sister Hui, but you often can't see her. Even when she's standing right next to you and not saying anything, it's hard to spot her. It's really strange." Holding three wooden swords, Suguha sat next to Kirito, quietly watching him fiddling with his art supplies.

Incidentally, only one of these three wooden swords is a straight-leaf sword; the other two were prepared for Kirito.

"There was a time when Sister Hui spent the whole day at the dojo, but nobody saw her..."