Cline suddenly looked at me, his eyes sparkling. I pushed his head away. “You’re pretty calm right now, aren’t you? She’s part of the sports club and hates games, so she’s got nothing in common with people like us…but more than that,” I spread my right arm in an attempt to change the subject. “Don’t you think it’s weird?” “Well sure. Since it’s a bug.” “No, I mean it’s not just a bug, it’s an «impossible to log out» bug, it’s a big enough problem to bother the operation of the game itself. Like your pizza in the real world is getting colder every second, it’s an actual economical loss, isn’t it?” “…a cold pizza…it’s as meaningless as hard natto!” I ignored these meaningless comments and kept talking. “If it’s like this, the operators should put the server down and log everyone out whatever the case. But…it’s already been 15 minutes since we’ve noticed this, but there hasn’t even been a system message, let alone putting the server down; it’s just too weird.” “Hmm, now that I think of it, you’re right.” Now Cline started rubbing his chin with a serious expression on his face. In the area beneath the bandana, which covered a little bit of his sharp nose, intelligence sparkled in his eyes. I started listening to Cline, feeling a little strange about talking with someone whom I’d never meet if I erased my account. “…the company which created SAO, «Argas», is a company that’s famous for being considerate about its users, isn’t it? That’s why