I, the little cat, am a substitute for others who are starving and thin

"Besides, I also want to take Yimi away during this period."

This request is reasonable. The stock left by Yimi's cooking should be enough for a long time. Overall, she is the only one teaching Yimi how to make clothes.

At the same time, it is not completely reasonable. For everyone in the Blood Alliance Knights, even if she is the deputy leader, they cannot let her take the person away without worry.

Heathcliff crossed his hands before his mouth: "Is it because of Cradill?"

The Blood Knights' decisive final charge against the Laughing Coffin was indeed reassuring, but that didn't make us ignore what Kraldiel did.

What's more, not all members of the Blood Alliance Knights participated in the crusade. Even the first guild in the entire game still had some people who could not participate in the war, such as Mr. Dashan who served as the accountant, and some people like Kladil who were not very capable.

Among the items Kladir had turned over, they discovered a paralyzing toxin that could be added to food. This was actually more troublesome than the spices Yasina had painstakingly developed. She was probably worried that someone might do something to Yimi while she was sleeping or at other times.

Heathcliff pondered for a moment: "You left this child with the Knights of the Blood Alliance to protect her. Now you have to take her away for a while. If she is alone, you will not be at ease, right?"

Asuna blushed: "And Kirito."

"I see."

Heathcliff put his hands flat: "I can agree to your request, but there is one condition."

"If I saw it right, Kirito-kun has demonstrated the ability to wield two one-handed swords simultaneously. Please tell him to duel with me. I agree as long as he defeats me, but if I win, Kirito-kun will have to join the Knights of the Blood Alliance."

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Asuna hadn't actually told Kirito all about her intention to move out, but after she told him, he actually agreed straight away. Perhaps all the conditions, including asking Heathcliff for advice, were in Kirito's favor.

Moreover, he felt that he would win.

"..."

And then, of course, Kirito lost.

At the Blood Knights headquarters, Kirito looked down at his cuffs: "I've always worn black, but this is the first time I've tried a white one."

He was wearing the uniform of the Knights of the Blood Alliance.

Not only did he lose, he lost in public.

Mr. Dashan, who was only thinking about making money, directly promoted the dual-wielding VS Holy Sword, set up the venue, sold tickets and opened the market. Then other players came to watch, thinking that "it's a rare opportunity to witness the battle between strong men. Even if I die this time, it will be worth the ticket price."

Kirito stretched his arms to test the flexibility of the suit: "I felt like I was about to win."

The attack speed of the dual-wielding sword technique was extremely terrifying. Even though Heathcliff was recognized as the strongest player, he was suppressed by him for a long time.

However, just when he was about to deliver a crucial blow, Heathcliff, with a reaction speed that even amazed him, quickly cut back the shield from another position to block his attack. Is there really such speed in this game?

The man remained calm almost the entire time, confident and facing the duel with the look of a superior.

He had some doubts in his mind, but after all, he didn't know the sword skills of the Holy Sword, so he could only suppress these doubts for the time being.

"sorry."

Asuna lowered her head. "It was clearly my own idea, but you got involved."

Kirito chuckled. "Why should I apologize? We're in the same guild now, and seeing Asuna every day doesn't make any difference, does it?"

Asuna shyly turned her head away: "Kirito, you..."

Kirito was instantly embarrassed and nervous: "I'm sorry, but I needed to be told the conditions for moving out. I thought..."

I thought the move had something to do with him, like living together or something like that.

Is there any misunderstanding?

"No, you didn't misunderstand."

Asuna placed her hands on Kirito's shoulders and shook her head gently.

"Asuna?"

Kirito swallowed, looked at Asuna's face and slowly moved closer.

peep.

The door creaked open a little, and Yimi stared at them curiously through the crack. She could easily open the door that others needed the owner's permission to open.

Catching a glimpse of her out of the corner of their eyes, Kirito and Asuna quickly moved away from each other, coughing and sitting on the stool.

Kirito was still looking around, holding the black skirt that Yimi was halfway through, pretending to have something to do.

"What are you doing? Why don't you continue?"

Yimi walked in, leaning on the table with both hands, and looking at them with curiosity in her innocent big eyes.

She went to silence the witnesses while everyone was watching Kirito and Heathcliff duel.

Kirito quickly changed the subject: "Well, this skirt is really beautiful, and it's black."

"How do you like it?"

Yimi narrowed her eyes after receiving the compliment, and her focus was successfully diverted: "This is for you to wear."

"..."

Kirito was silent for a while before he realized that Yimi was facing him, so he pointed at himself in confusion.

Yimi had no intention of objecting, the skirt was for him.

impossible!

Looking at the little girl's happy smiling face, Kirito still couldn't pronounce these three words.

"Yimi, I'm a boy, how can I wear a skirt?"

Kirito looked at Asuna for help, and saw that she turned her face away and covered her mouth, as if trying to hold back laughter.

There must be someone behind this!

"But I only know how to make skirts."

Yimi drooped her ears and looked at him weakly with her hands in her tucked away.

Don't you want it? Did the cat do something wrong? But the person who made clothes only taught me how to make skirts, and she also said you would like it.

Kirito patted her head quickly: "I like it very much."

Yimi regained her happiness and ran to the bed where she and Asuna usually slept, and put the little girl who had been lying in the storage space for a long time on it.

"Who is this child?"

Kirito lowered his skirt first and focused his attention on the newly appeared little girl.

The little black-haired girl was wearing a pure white dress and looked about the same age as Yimi, perhaps a little older. Like Yimi, she had no player or NPC markings on her body.

The key is where did Yimi create her?

"I don't know. She was unconscious, so I brought her here."

Yimi reached out and poked the little girl's face.

This person was the one who had been nagging her about something before.

It's strange that her storage space can't accommodate a person.

"Xiao Yimi, are you there? I brought you some new specialties."

The other members of the group were calling from outside.

"I'm here."

Yimisayazi ran out.

Asuna raised her hand towards her and said, "After you get the snack, let me have a bite first and then you can eat it!"

If it was poisonous, she would know by just looking at the status bar.

She turned around and sat next to the unconscious girl, gently lifting her not-so-long bangs: "What's wrong with this child?"

"It seems to be in the same state as Yimi. Is it another NPC deleted by Kayaba Akihiko? The specific situation should be known after the child returns, right?"

Kirito gently held the little girl's hand.

"She looks like she's unconscious. What happened?"

He looked at the little girl's face, only to find that she had opened her eyes and was looking at him.

"you're awake."

Asuna gently helped her sit up.

"woke up?"

The little girl repeated doubtfully.

He doesn't seem to be very sober.

"Do you remember what happened? Do you remember who your parents are?"

The latter sentence seems a bit redundant.

"Mom and dad?"

The little girl thought blankly for a moment, then pointed at Kirito and said, "Dad."

He pointed at Asuna again: "Mom."

"Eh?"

……

"Too much."

Yimi looked at the snacks piled up like boxes in front of her.

"Some of them were given to me by other members of the strategy group as a token of gratitude. However, these guys only buy things like lollipops and other little girly things, which is a bit monotonous."

The young man answered her.

At that time, some people said something like "It's so cute, I want to give it to her personally", but they rejected it.

The young man picked out a white pastry from among the snacks and said, "I bought this. It has different flavors. Please give me your feedback after you try it. Next time, I'll buy more of the flavor you like."

"different?"

Yimi frowned and said, "I have to give it to the person who can make clothes first."

What if there was only one of each flavor and Asuna had just eaten her favorite one, and she wanted to leave some for her mom and grandma.

"Is the vice-leader in the guild?"

The young man looked up and thought of the most crucial point: "Speaking of which, doesn't the black-clad swordsman's joining mean that they can see each other every day?"

What an enviable young man!

He looked down at Yimi and instructed, "You have to keep a close eye on them. If they suddenly ask you to go out for a while, they must be trying to eat some snacks without you noticing. You have to keep a close eye on them."

"Eating snacks secretly? I'll supervise them."

Yimi nodded seriously, put a bunch of specialties into the storage space, and walked back to Asuna's room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw two people teasing the little girl she brought back. They looked very happy and it seemed that they had been playing for quite a while.

"Look at this, move it like this again, and then it will come out."

Kirito moved the Huarong Dao toy on the table and taught the other person how to play.

"Dad is awesome."

The little girl clapped quickly.

Yimi looked at Kirito in shock: "She is yours, child?"

"Emmm..."

Asuna carried Yimi to the little girl and let them sit side by side. "This child you brought back seems to have lost her memory. When we asked her, she suddenly called us mom and dad."

After saying that, he looked at Yimi expectantly, not knowing what he was expecting.

"Amnesia?"

"It means that I suddenly can't remember anything, maybe even the people close to me have no recollection of it."

“I can’t remember!”

Yimi has a big mouth.

This is a serious matter. Maomao cannot imagine how terrible it would be to forget his mother and grandmother.