—Are you Kirito? That was probably the mutter the gamer called «Death Gun» said to me in the preliminaries yesterday. And this was also a question to me, the person who used his words to slay two—no three «Laughing Coffin» members, included that bodyguard of Asuna. Is it you? You’re the «Kirito» who killed us? I just couldn’t answer ‘that’s right’ straight away when facing this question, whether it’s the BoB preliminaries or the dream. During the finals at 8pm today, I guess I will face that guy who looked like an undead. If I am asked that question again, I have to admit this no matter what. But I just didn’t have confidence that I could do this. “…I knew it would become like this…” I should have used an entirely new name to enter GGO instead of converting the name «Kirito» over from ALO. Depreciating myself as I laughed about such a shameful thought, I parked the bike and walked into the ward building. As I sent a message over before I left, nurse Aki was waiting for me in that hospital room yesterday. Just like yesterday, she had a loosely tied braid on her hair, but today, she had a pair of frameless spectacles on her nose. She was sitting at the chair beside the bed, crossing her long and slender legs as she raised one of them up, and reading the paper book that seemed to be a little outdated. However, she quickly closed the book and smiled once she saw me. “Ya, you came here rather early, boy.”