“That’s right; I have been playing net games since I was in primary school. Kazuto somehow is not worth worrying about.” Once again, the both of them laughed wholeheartedly, Midori focused her loving eyes on the bed. “... However, no matter in whichever game, I was never a top player. I did not have enough patience and resolution. That blood is not in common with me but with you. Even continuing Kendo for 8 years, you have that same blood flowing, which is how Kazuto is surviving even now. Eventually, he could unexpectedly return.” “Plop”, Midori placed her hand on Suguha’s head and stood up. “So, I’ll be leaving first. You also don’t be home too late.” “Okay, I understand.” Suguha nodded, and Midori looked at Kazuto one more time, and softly said “Happy Birthday”. Afterwards, she did several quick winks, turned around and quickly left the hospital room. Suguha grabbed the hem of her uniform skirt ready with both hands, took a deep breath, and again looked at the LED indicators of the headgear covering her brother’s head. The green lights, that displayed the net connection and cerebrum connection statuses, were repeatedly flickering rapidly. Right now, on the other side of the network, there were the SAO server and Kazuto’s consciousness, and through Nerve Gear, a countless number of signals were being exchanged. Regarding to where her brother was right now. He could be wandering with a map in one hand in a gloomy dungeon. He could be