The Sealer of the Sword

While fumbling slightly, he inserted the port into the gap on his neck, and in an instant, a warning of "Line. Link" flashed in front of his eyes.

While the warning lettering was fading away, the figure of the girl in front of her emerged and became distinct from the background of the rest salon.

He slightly arranged the hair around his neck and covered it so that he could not see that what was in front of his neck was actually virtualized, Yan Ye raised his head again and looked at the guy who used a thread to connect with him. Nina connected together.

Although I just said that in the case of direct cable connection, [-]% of the protective wall will be useless. If someone knows a little bit of link technology, they can easily spy on the other party's private storage space, and even install malicious programs.

But Yan Ye really didn't know what would happen.

Then the smiling lips did not move in the slightest, but a pleasant voice sounded in Yan Ye's mind——

"Sorry, I also watched the battle just now, so now again, how old are you?"

Heart idea?

That Nizi obviously didn't speak, but her voice came directly into her mind, which reminded Yan Ye of some animes she had watched before.

"No, it's not a skill in those animes, but because of this direct connection, you can use thinking to talk."

While that girl's voice entered his mind, he also saw that Nizi stretched out her fingertips and tapped the line connecting them.

Is this a direct connection?

Yan Ye understands a little why this thing is used as something between lovers.

But if that's the case, I should have heard her calling her "Nazi" all the time.

Raising his head slightly, looking at the girl who raised her eyes slightly, and then nodded lightly, Yan Ye smiled straight.

"18"

"This is impossible!"

For some reason, the excited Kuroyukihime suddenly slapped the table and stood up, and the surrounding students threw their attention.

It seemed that she had also reacted to her actions just now, only to see that she pouted slightly, and then lowered her head slightly when she sat down again.

"Feel sorry"

"It's okay, then what?"

"Um...your...name...what is it?"

"Name, if you watched my battle just now, wouldn't you already know it?"

Bleach.

This ID was almost unknown during the sao period, and it is still in use today.

And that is a fighting game, so if you can watch it, you will be able to know the ID of the battle between the two sides.

But for some unknown reason, when Yan Ye said such words, he only saw that Nizi pursed her lips slightly, and seemed to be tangled and hesitant.

But that girl seems to be very good at controlling her emotions. Even with that expression on her face, Yan Ye still didn't hear a word from her.

"The ID of the game...I did see...so...so can you tell me...you...no, your name in the real world..."

I don't know why the name changed.

When he noticed this, he saw that Nizi turned her eyes slightly.

It doesn't really matter if you say your real name, but——

"Before that, should you state your name?"

"Ah, I'm so sorry"

After that Nizi apologized with such insincere words, she saw that she slipped her fingertips slightly, and drew something towards Saiye.

It was a black butterfly.

As the butterfly dissipated, what appeared in front of Yan Ye was like a student card.

There was that girl's photo, school, etc. on it, and then in the name column, the words "Kuroyukihime" were clearly written.

Yan Ye:"……"

…………For flowers…………

Are you kidding me?

Looking at the thing that didn't look like a real name, Yan Ye thought of what he seemed to have said before—

If you have a daughter in the future, how about naming it "Kuroyuki"?

Ah, I forgot that this was an ideological dialogue, so Kuroyukihime's side——

Yan Ye, who was thinking like this, raised her head to see that Kuroyukihime suddenly opened her eyes with a look of astonishment, but then changed back.

However, since the other party gave a pseudonym, then he is not obliged to report his real name.

Yan Ye, who knew that Kuroyukihime must also know what she was thinking, just shrugged her shoulders in return, and the topic between the two came to a deadlock.

But in the end, it was Kuroyukihime who broke the deadlock.

"Well...this topic...let's put it aside for now, if you are indeed 18 years old and not 38 years old, but either way, it's a bit of a problem right now."

What the hell is 38!Don't force me to be 20 years old!