“Can’t...be treated...” “A portion of the neural cells inside the brain that form the network were wrecked. Even if he entered a hospital, no doctor could tell when he could wake up. It was possible that he might never wake up again...okay, you don’t have to show such an expression, Asuna-kun. Didn’t I say that if it were modern medicine?” Kikuoka gave a 200% most serious expression as he continued, “However, in this world, only RATH has the technology to heal Kirito-kun. It’s the STL that you already know of, the Soul Translator. The dead brain cells can’t be treated, but it is still possible to boost the regeneration of the brains neural network by reviving the Fluctlight through the STL. It’s just a matter of time.” The strong right arm that reached out of the sleeve of the yukata pointed at the ceiling. “Right now, Kirito-kun is connected to that main conduit of the full-scale STL. We couldn’t do any delicate operations in our branch in Roppongi, so there was a need to come back here. Once the treatment ended and he regained consciousness, we would have explained everything to his family and Asuna-kun and sent him back to Tokyo properly.” After hearing that, Asuna’s body suddenly swayed, and Rinko hurriedly reached her hands out to support her. The girl who had shown amazing insight and the resolve to barge to the side of her beloved suddenly lost all her tenseness, as a large tear rolled down the side of her face. She wiped it off in a determined manner, and stood up once more. “Then, is Kirito-kun alright? Can he still wake up?”