A journey to another world starting from a sword

Chapter 183: You're all minors!

"Going too far isn't good either," Asuna coughed twice and said to Ashura.

“Of course.” Ashura nodded matter-of-factly, but it was clear that he had his own ideas. “However, to increase the cuteness, the level of exposure should be a little higher.”

Next, Leafa's bust, waist, and hip measurements were taken. Since everyone present was a girl, there was nothing to hide, so they all took off their clothes for accuracy. When the measurements of a certain part were taken, all three of them showed varying degrees of surprise.

"That's quite surprising." Ashura wasn't sure if Leafa was actually this size in real life. Noticing Leafa's shyness, she changed the subject, "By the way, Leafa, what are your preferences for combat equipment? Do you like cloth, leather, or metal?"

"What's the difference between them?" Leafa asked, completely bewildered.

"Simply put, cloth and leather are lighter and won't significantly affect agility. Metal, on the other hand, sacrifices speed but increases defense accordingly," Mitt explained the difference simply.

In fact, many girls in the guild wore small, ornate silver breastplates, and Lisbeth, as a proper blacksmith, wore even more metal parts, with her gauntlets and greaves made of metal.

"Well, at our current level, we can't equip ourselves with anything too high-level. We should stick to cloth or leather," Mitt suggested.

"Okay." Leafa nodded, seemingly understanding.

“In that case…” Ashura thought about it carefully, “If we use high-grade leather, the resulting equipment might expose a lot of skin.”

“It is a bit…” Leafa wanted to know, but received a meaningful smile from Ashurai.

After taking all her measurements, Ashura said that she could entrust all the clothes to him without worry, while Lizard naively hoped that at least her stomach and navel wouldn't be exposed.

Since the pajamas were needed immediately, she went to the workbench to make two sets so that everyone could choose whichever suited them best.

"Oh, right, Asuna, the dress you ordered is only finished with the outer jacket; everything else is done," Ashura said, pointing to the mannequin on the east side of the room.

"That's great, thank you, Ashurai," Asuna said with delight. Ashurai smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

“This is it.” Mito followed Asuna to the mannequin, tilted his head to examine it, and said, “Ashura is a genius.”

"Even if you praise me, it won't do me any good~" Ashura said from afar.

"Isn't this men's clothing?" Leafa thought she was seeing things.

“Ha…you can’t expect men to buy their own clothes.” Asuna sighed, rubbing her forehead with a troubled look. “They wear them for themselves.”

“Eh—” Leafa looked at the mannequin again. The clothes that Ashura had commissioned to make were unusually light-colored, with a white vest with a row of blue agate buttons and a light blue shirt with blue stripes underneath. The mannequin was also wearing white half-gloves.

“As you requested, I used bright colors; the blue stripes on the shirt are Klein blue,” Ashley’s voice came again, seemingly quite satisfied with his work. “This is a blue created by a modern artist, pure and very impactful.”

"..." Miss Ashura is amazing. Leafa seriously suspects that what she studied in real life is related to this.

"That's fantastic." Asuna nodded in satisfaction. "How much of the coat is left to complete?"

“Only some decorations are missing. I also want to sew the brooch that Mitt made onto my chest. But it’s summer after all, so it’s fine for you to take these back for now.” Then Ashura’s laughter came again, “Just remember to bring the model over later.”

“I understand, then I won’t stand on ceremony.” Asuna tapped the clothes themselves with her finger, and since the second floor wasn’t part of the store, she put the items into her backpack without any hindrance.

Once all the clothes on the mannequin were removed, its body, resembling a Greek marble statue, was fully exposed.

Leafa touched it with her small hand, "What a realistic body, how was this made?"

"Of course, this was made by the famous carpenter Mahkel, who perfectly replicated it according to the real person's measurements. Others' pajamas are here too." Ashurai had come over at some point, probably because the pajamas were finished. Compared to the clothes worn outside, pajamas are much simpler, and most importantly, they are comfortable.

"Others?" Ashura's words startled Leafa, and she quickly looked around the rest of the room.

“This is Jeliska’s,” Ashley said with a smile. “Jelliska has a very mature figure, and I usually ask her to help me try on the sexier designs.”

"And this one is for Silica, because her body shape is similar to Yuki's. In the future, when I make clothes for Yuki, I only need to make minor adjustments, which is very convenient."

She then pointed out Asuna's and Mito's, describing them as having beautiful, promising young female figures.

“So that means…” Leafa looked at the male mannequin in front of her.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Ashura walked over again and patted the mannequin’s side muscles. “It’s practically a perfect clothes hanger.”

“Ashura…” Mitt squinted, feeling rather speechless.

"Hehe, let's not talk about that. Leafa, would you like to try these on first?" As he spoke, Ashura pulled out two nightgowns from behind his back at the same time.

"Then, do we have to take off the innermost part too?" Leafa asked hesitantly, posing a crucial question.

"What do you think?"

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"I'm back." Back at the guild headquarters, Leafa tried to call out, just like Asuna had before.

"Welcome back, it's surprisingly fast."

Asuna looked very satisfied, and Leafa had a similar expression. Dante couldn't help but laugh and said, "Did you choose such good clothes?"

"..." At this moment, Leafa, the person involved, revealed an indescribable smile.

She took back the pajamas and the few standard light-colored underwear that Ashura had given her as a gift, and also asked him to make a few other clothes for her. She really liked them, but if her real mother saw them, she would probably feel touched, thinking, "My daughter has finally grown up."

“Trust Ashura’s taste,” Mitt said.

"Um, what exactly does it look like?"

"What... keep it a secret." Leafa blushed instantly, and then she suddenly understood what Miss Ashura meant by "what to do then."

"I see." Dante nodded. Anyway, Leafa would just run around in her pajamas like everyone else. Just as he turned his head back, Asuna's trading window suddenly appeared.

"I bought you this outfit; wear it all the time." Asuna said, resting her hand on the back of the chair, her tone somewhat stern. "Did you hear me?"

"Yes, yes." Dante listened to the advice and, with a forced smile, gently raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Hmm." Asuna nodded in satisfaction and responded with a powerful "hehe" laugh.

She then went to the kitchen to continue preparing dinner, while Mitt returned to his previous seat.

"If you don't change into these before you eat, Asuna will probably get angry again."

"I got it."

Then Leafa saw that the clothes the other person was supposed to be highly concealing were suddenly replaced, and for a moment she seemed to see the familiar curves of their exposed body.

No wonder everyone said they were going back to their rooms to change clothes in the afternoon, even though SAO could skip the "undressing" process.

"Hey—pretty good." Mitt glanced at it from the side and commented with delight.

"The change is too drastic," Liz said more bluntly. She never expected that changing her style of clothes would change her entire demeanor.

If he was once a weathered wilderness hunter, he is now a young, privileged person resting at home.

I almost forgot, this person is actually a rich person who can easily pull out 100 million yen in the game.

"It's too bright; the concealment at night will probably be much worse," Dante assessed, adjusting his cuffs.

“Indeed.” Mite agreed with his opinion. “There’s really no need for someone to dress like that.”

"Concealment... Ha..." Leafa never expected the two of them to talk about this. She suddenly understood Asuna's feelings.

"Do you think I agreed too quickly? I should have discussed the terms a bit." Dante was starting to regret it. "For example, if you want me to wear this outfit at home, you'd better wear a maid outfit at home too."

"Speak if you don't want to die," Mito said calmly. There was no way Asuna would wear that kind of clothing in front of everyone.

"That's true," Dante said, while inwardly thinking about which holidays were suitable for giving gifts.

Tonight's dinner is a variety of fried foods—seafood, vegetable tempura, French fries, and fried chicken.

“Clothes really do make the man,” Lisbeth remarked first from the table.

"If you can't speak well, then eat more." Dante was surprised that Liz knew this ancient saying. Could it be that she usually gets excellent grades?

“Of course!” Lisbeth thumped her chest in affirmation.

To reiterate, you won't gain weight from eating anything in SAO, so everyone eats without any worries, dipping their food in various secret sauces made by Asuna.

“Dante is so handsome,” Silica praised frankly.

"No, at this point, I should say that Xiaoya has a good eye for choosing clothes."

"It feels so refreshing to see the president wearing white for the first time in so long."

"Right..."

With so many people, the table instantly descended into chaos, but the mountain of fried chicken continued to decrease in an orderly fashion.

"It's unbelievable. Mayonnaise is full of oil, so why does it cut through the richness?" Lisbeth complained at the table.

"Hey, Liz, don't think too much right now." Silica put a piece of fried chicken in Pina's mouth. "Pina, is it good?"

"Gawoo".

"..." Leafa suspected that this dragon would make that sound no matter what it ate.

"The fried chicken is delicious!" On the other side, Yuki had already finished four chicken legs and a bunch of fries. The way she was holding a chicken leg in each hand made everyone laugh.

"By the way, President, how about we grab a drink together later, after all this time?" With her silver side hair cascading over her shoulder, Jeliska gestured for a "sip of a drink" as she extended the invitation.

"Ah, I want to go too."

"Yeah yeah."

"That's right, too cunning."

"Hehe, shall we all go together?" Jeliska said with a smile.

But Dante was utterly unkind to these girls, saying, "Minors shouldn't even think about going out drinking late at night."

"Eh eh eh————"

Chapter 184: It's too shaky.

“Especially Silica and Yuki, it would be better if they went to bed early.” Dante first pointed to Yuki, whose eyes were shining, and said that he found the child to be very curious about all sorts of things.

"Did you hear me?" Lisbeth put her hand to her mouth, but deliberately gave Silica a mocking look.

“Dante! I’m not a child anymore.” Silica said earnestly after stomping her foot.

"Ouch—" Lisbeth cried out mischievously as she leaned back.

"Yes, yes," Dante said, embarrassed. So now only elementary school students in Tokyo are considered to be in early relationships?

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Dressed in a retro white taekwondo uniform and black kimono-style culottes, Leafa nimbly trotted across the grass in the backyard, making a pleasant rustling sound on the ground.

She needed to get used to the weight of the new weapon as soon as possible. This knife was much heavier than a real bamboo knife. She had wielded a real one before, and it felt even heavier.

The 25th floor seems to be a floor with a comfortable temperature. The highest temperature at noon is probably less than 30 degrees Celsius, but the air is still a bit chilly in the June morning. This is probably the coldest time of day.

When you first do stretching exercises, some of the stiff muscles in your body begin to regain their elasticity as blood flows through them.

She swung the curved blade down from the front, straightened her body again to assume a mid-section stance, adjusted her breathing in this position, and then swung down again.

Only after completing a set of Suzhen did she begin to take deep breaths and plunge the knife in her right hand into the soil.

"I really hope that others will learn from this."

"What?" Leafa turned her head toward the direction of the voice.

"The extent of your effort." Dante was already sitting on the wooden chair, tilting his head and smiling. "Good morning."

"Good morning. Honestly, you should at least make a sound while watching from the side."

"Because you look so good when you're practicing seriously, I subconsciously don't want to disturb you."

"What?" Leafa blushed involuntarily. Although she was quite happy to have this conversation, she still wouldn't admit it.

"Should we wake everyone up in the morning to practice too?" Inspired by this, Dante began to ponder.

"I'm used to it now," Leafa said, both amused and exasperated. Just as you can't force someone from the Home Club to participate in sports club activities, she did this because that's how it is in reality.

“I know, it’s impossible, after all, this is still a game for everyone.” So Dante sighed, then laughed again, “Looks like you’re in the kendo club in real life.”

"I can tell?"

"Only a blind person wouldn't be able to see that."

Normal people wouldn't come here so early in the morning to get a sedation session, right?

"Hey, how about a duel?" Leafa looked at the simple yet beautiful sword at the other person's waist, making this suggestion simply because she had suddenly become curious.

After yesterday's experience, she found that the charging monsters were not as easy to deal with as she had imagined. When Leafa first faced the strange blue boar, she felt like a wild boar was charging at her in the real world, and she was at a loss.

If all players in SAO have gone through countless battles like this, then compared to someone who has practiced kendo for years in real life, do they have more experience in some areas?

"The sun will be up soon."

Hearing Dante's words, Leafa looked towards the horizon, where the gray sky seemed to be about to be illuminated by a golden light.