Chapter 1 “Welcome, table for one?” As the waiter bowed respectfully, I replied that I was looking for someone, and swept my eyes across the vast expanse of the cafe. From a window seat inside, a loud and unreserved voice immediately called me over. “Hey Kirito-kun, over here!” Elegant classical music circulated around the dining area, and the low chattering of pleasant conversation died down within a split- second as I entered, all eyes focused on me with criticism. Dressed in my old leather jacket and patched jeans, about 80% of the store - upper-class women taking a break from shopping - seemed to feel that I was in the wrong place; I felt resentment starting to swell up from deep within towards the person who asked me to come here. If it were a sweet and attractive girl, I would have been able to put up with it, but unfortunately the hand waving at me belonged to a man in a suit. I didn’t bother to conceal my displeasure and sat into the chair roughly with a ‘dosun’ sound. A waiter emerged at my side to present me with a cool glass of water and a warm hand towel, along with the menu. As I picked up the elegant wooden and leather cover, a sunny voice expressed itself from across the table. “It’s my treat this time, so order whatever you like.”