“...Boys will, no matter who, always seek strength at one point or another... doing things such as reading fighting-based manga and wanting to train the same way they do. But, usually most of them will immediately recognize the futility of doing so, and start to pursue a more realistic goal... - I see, then are VRMMO’s not another chance to pursue such goals, I wonder.” I nodded, and as I rarely speak so much, soothed my dry throat with some coffee before speaking. “Aah. Some games from the fighting genre also seem to merge into reality, where alliances and schools of martial arts are formed.” “Oh? Which means?” “In other words... What characters learn in-game could very well lead them to become experts in things like This-and-That-Styled- Karate or Here-and-There-Styled-Kenpou. That in turn could reproduce some of the stereo-typified scenes of Shinjuku and Shibuya, leading to some outlaw bros taking out enemy characters, the Tekken system of justice. ...Following that, obviously I can’t teach you to understand their hearts. People who live in this kind of games might want to try out the skills they learn in VRMMOs in the real world... or might already have, that possibility does not exist, is unfortunately not something I am able to say - such are my sentiments.” “I see... It’s an invasion of the VRMMO concept of «strength» into reality, huh. Hey, Kirito-kun.” Kikuoka, his face once again turning serious, looked at me. “That, are we only talking about only psychological issues here?” “...What do you mean?”