Kirito had to thump his head on glass again. Gently, Asuna would bap him if he gave himself a concussion. Oh, this was going to be so hard to explain to his family.
No getting out of it. He breathed out, watching breath fog on the window. And they’ll love her. I know they will.
So how do I find everyone?
Start with finding just one. He had Asuna’s IRL name, that and a little internet research-
He tensed, nerves singing with being targeted.
“Oh there you are! I was so worried.”
A tall brunette in a nurse’s uniform, long braid hanging over one shoulder of her blue jacket. She adjusted her glasses, as if double-checking she had the right patient, a professional smile on her face. “You really shouldn’t be up and around, Kirigaya. I know all the medical dramas make it look like walking with an IV is easy, but we need to take a few precautions first.”
Her stance is balanced. Ready for trouble. Her eyes… she’s watching everyone. Not just me.
And when a local fighter thought there might be trouble, a smart clearer paid attention.
The nurse held out a hand. “I’m Nurse Aki, I’ve been looking in on you during your stay. Let’s get you back to your room so we can see about maybe getting that needle out.”
During his stay? That was the most inane, bland way anyone could possibly refer to the whole trapped in a NerveGear coma mess, to say nothing of what had really been going on with youkai and dragons and….
Beniryuu has people here.
It sent ice through his veins, worse than Nicholas the Renegade’s attacks. Because he’d annoyed Beniryuu, even before today, and red dragons weren’t above revenge by burning everything you loved to the ground first.