“Here it comes! This half-sweet, half-sour taste from behind the lukewarm dough… Passionfruit tastes so great, so why would you turn it into a Chinese dumpling?!” – Yashio Kaito
I’d seen these before. These were the skills that I had spent two years developing in SAO. The skills of the Black Swordsman Kirito that caused the destruction of the floating city Aincrad had appeared before my eyes again.
“What needs to be done is done by those capable of doing it. Such is the grace bestowed upon mankind by Sibyl.”
“The three pillars that hold up my mentality aren’t friendship, hard work and success. They’re: my sister, my sister and my sister!”
“As you know, I’m a first class pervert. So during your training I’ll sexually harass you. For no apparent reason, I’ll feel you up all over! Kurokami Medaka, do you think you can complete my training course?”
“One day, a girl was suddenly killed.
One day, a princess of the mages was stuffed into a barrel and exiled into an island.
And one day, a battle surpassing time and space, wrapped in revenge and magic, began.”
