Kirito's manga

() In the small personal lounge of the train, the black swordsman wearing a light blue long trench coat and the young Wesley Deswald are playing poker together like long-lost friends , It's just that the content of the conversation is really not very friendly.

"So, did my grandson die in the war?" Wesley tried to keep his tone as relaxed as possible, but the inadvertent trembling deeply revealed his mood, maybe it was sadness... But , who can really know.

"Ah, that's the child I've been watching grow up for five years. Seriously... When I heard the sad news of his death, I was once depressed." Kirito said, showing a trace of loneliness. With a smile, recalling Camilla and Huey who used to stay by his side often together, but now it turns out that there is only one person, it is impossible to be indifferent.

"But since you will appear in this era... that should mean that at your time, I have already died." Weiss' tone of neither sadness nor joy really made Kirito unable to figure out his heart How do you think about the fact that you are dead? That tone is like chatting with the neighbor next door.

"...you are really a man I can't see through." Looking at the man in front of him who has exceeded his expectations for the development of the situation from the beginning to the end, but is still able to maintain a calm posture, the corner of Kirito's mouth reveals a slight "yes" You really can't help but smile.

From the first time I met Wesley Deswald, he was already approaching 60 years old at that time. At that time, it was understandable that Kirito couldn't see through it. After all, the other party lived longer than himself. It's been a long time, but now... the Wesley in front of him is young, but he still can't see through it. It should be said that he has a deep mind... or he has experienced too much.

"The you in front of me now, and that old Viscount Wesley Deswald who often sits on a chair, to be honest, I'm still not used to it." Kirito's tone was slightly emotional, looking at the man in front of him His sight became a little erratic, as if he was recalling the old Wesley in his memory.

"Originally, I left that diary in the basement, in fact, to let Da Lian come to see me, and then ask some questions that have troubled me for a long time. Now that you are here, let me ask you?"

"Kirito, everyone I know will call me Kirito...Of course, you can call me that too." It's kind of funny to say, the two of them have already played poker together, but Kirito doesn't know each other. No self-introduction was made.

"Really... then Kirito, I want to ask you, Duji, how are you doing now?" Although Tongren didn't know why Wesley didn't call Darian by his name, but called him by Duji, but She still opened her mouth and replied: "It's much better than you imagined. Even though she has such a petite body, she eats more than any 'peers'. It really makes me wonder where she put those foods. She always likes to be awkward, and she is merciless when she accuses others..."

Perhaps because he finally found the feeling of a bosom friend, Kirito's words began to be connected one after another like pouring beans, and the tone of voice was not so much an answer to Weiss's question as a complaint.

"So...do you hate her?" Regarding Kirito's complaints, Weiss always responded with a gentle smile, and he didn't speak until Kirito seemed to have finished speaking. The content of the question made Kirito instantly Falling into an unimaginable silence, Kirito shook his head in a relieved gesture.

"I don't hate it, because..." Kirito sighed, and said something that made Weiss' eyebrows raised high in surprise: "Because... no one likes her more than me."

"Do you know what you mean by what you said?" After being surprised, Weiss calmed down instantly, looking at Kirito's sight, there seemed to be a slight pity that Kirito thought was an illusion, then It's like watching a person's subtle eyes that will eventually fail in one thing.

"We are just human beings, but she... is an existence that lives in a different world from us. One day we humans will age, and at that time... Du Ji will also look for a new keykeeper, and We humans will eventually become an inconspicuous grain of sand in the long river of history." Wesley's slightly lonely tone seemed to have touched Kirito, and the two of them lowered their gazes in silence.

"The years are gone forever, right and wrong, success or failure will turn around." Kirito's philosophical words that seemed to contain some meaning made Weiss frowned in surprise, and then Kirito's speech made people unable to distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow and joy. The tone said: "I forgot when time stopped passing on my body, and forgot how long I have maintained this appearance. From that day... It has been about eight years, do you know? Wesley Deswald Viscount, my posture has not changed for eight years."

Weiss's pupils shrank, and he stared in disbelief at the beautiful man in front of him who was supposed to be studying in college, and then said in a trembling tone, "Could you have used the power of the phantom book for immortality?" The angry face made Kirito wonder if the opponent's face would be twisted together because of this anger.

Kirito sighed helplessly, and then said his identity as a Heroic Spirit without hesitation. Anyway, the person in front of him was already dead at his time, so he was not worried that the other party would gossip. And as a person, his mouth is also very strict.

"Have you made outstanding contributions to the world as a human being, so that the essence of your soul has been sublimated and become a heroic spirit? I didn't expect such an existence in this world." After listening to Kirito's narration, Weiss' eyes flashed with curiosity. The anger on his face had long since disappeared, and he looked at the beautiful boy in front of him in amazement. The appearance of the other party really made him unable to imagine how much the other party had made for the world. "But if that's the case, then I'm relieved to hand Dalian over to you."

"I'm sorry, it seems that the goddess of luck is on my side this time." It seemed that the conversation was over, and Weiss spread out the cards in his hand, and saw that the cards turned out to be four aces, mainly stud That being said, this deck of cards is already pretty big.

"Really? I don't think so, Mr. Wesley." Then, with a playful tone and expression, Kirito also spread out the five cards in his hand, and it turned out to be a straight flush. The smug expression on Wesley's face suddenly froze.

"You definitely have a problem. It's either a gourd or a flush. You've been a little bit older than me several times in a row. You shouldn't cheat where I can't see it." With a stinky face, Weiss looked at Kirito His sight became unfriendly. Since the other party is a heroic spirit, there must be secrets unknown to humans, such as hand speed that is difficult to detect.

"I'd like to bet and admit defeat, don't come here." Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed, Kirito blushed and turned his face away, trying not to pay attention to that piercing gaze, as if his mind was being told The gesture in Weiss's mind further deepened the conjecture in Weiss's mind, and then he rushed over with an unimaginable momentum, while still shouting words like 'Let me search you'.

Just when Kirito was thinking about punching him with a 'Gilgamesh', the personal lounge was opened, and a beautiful girl whom Kirito was very familiar from head to toe walked in, It was Dalian, but, unlike the Dalian in Kirito's memory, Dalian's beautiful big eyes looked hollow, like a humanoid doll that could only move.

Looking at Kirito and Wesley who were entangled together, the girl just glanced at the two of them, and then came to Wes's seat and sat down as if she hadn't seen anything. His emotions fluctuated, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"I finally understand why you asked me that question just now." Looking at the lifeless Darian in front of him, who looked like a well-made doll, Kirito sighed secretly, and looked at Wes There was also an expression of 'I understand you' in his eyes.

"Then I should go too, otherwise I'm worried that the little girl at home will do something I couldn't predict again." Thinking of the last time Dalian came out alone to find herself, she almost died in the ice and snow The scene in the movie, Kirito doesn't want that kind of thing to happen again.

"Just like I imagined, 30 years has not left any traces of time on your face." Looking at the delicate and pretty face as if time had stopped, Kirito thought with a little emotion in his heart, and then , on the delicate face of the girl who seems to be a little moved, Kirito unexpectedly conjured up a large bowl with empty hands like magic, and there was still steaming noodles in it.

"Pork bone ramen, maybe you like it now." Under the expressionless girl's face and Wes's surprised gaze, Kirito put the big bowl in his hand on the bench he had just made, and then walked out The lounge, because at this point of time, it happens to be the time when this train stops at the station.

Wearing the hood that could cover his entire face again, Kirito quickly disappeared into the station, the figure that gradually disappeared into the darkness like a silent ghost.

"How do you feel about the taste?" Looking at the wonderful fragrance of the ramen in the bowl beside her, Dalian hesitated to pick up the bowl, put it on the table in front of her, and ate it stiffly. Standing up, Weiss couldn't help asking unconsciously with that slightly moved expression.

Dalian was silent for a long time, nodded indiscernibly, and then ate with extremely fast movements, which seemed to be the action of a small animal grabbing food, and the faintly satisfied smile on his face, Wes couldn't help showing a soft smile.

"Seeing you with such an expression is really more precious than any treasure in the world, Dalian... Thank you, Kirito."