Shortly after the AST members retreated.
For some reason, perhaps it was because they misjudged that Yakumo was harmless and 'I'm Cute', or perhaps it was because they wanted to avoid causing panic after a long period of evacuation, or maybe it was just a mistake by the relevant leaders. Anyway, after confirming that Yakumo and Asuna had not 'disappeared', the space-quake evacuation alert was lifted.
As a result, the number of pedestrians on the street began to increase.
Yakumo was wearing a black Daoist robe, while Asuna was wearing a red Daoist robe with a white background, similar to the uniform of the Knights of the Blood Oath. The two of them appeared on the streets of the city without any disguise.
"Mo, should we find a place to change our clothes?"
Standing next to Eight-cloud Ink, Ashina, who was enjoying the attention of the pedestrians around her, looked at her husband with a red face.
Although in SAO, Ashina has a high popularity with the name "Shining Ashina", this was the first time she was surrounded by people in real life.
When she was in Fantasy Village, Ashina didn't feel it because of the general environment. But after coming to this ordinary modern city, Ashina suddenly noticed something.
— — Aren't the two of them dressed a little too strangely?
"Well, okay."
Yakumo nodded when she saw that Asuna was at a loss as to what to do with the crowd on the street.
Although his wife looked very cute like this, Eight-cloud Ink would not deliberately let Ashina be surrounded by people for this.
But were people really just looking at Ashina?
After looking around and seeing a clothing store on the street, Eight-cloud Ink directly stood outside and chose two sets of clothes in the display window. After pulling Ashina into a deserted alley, he gently tapped on Ashina's body.
"Ah!"
Amidst Asuna's exclamation, the Daoist robe she was wearing immediately turned into light spots that filled the sky. These light spots quickly regrouped and formed the ordinary dress that Yakumo had taken a fancy to.
Then, Yakumo did the same thing and changed the appearance of his clothes. At the same time, he also shortened his hair.
"Okay, this should not be so eye-catching anymore."
With a chuckle, Eight-cloud Ink pulled Ashina back to the bustling street.
Although it was a little better than before, there were still some people looking at him and Ashina strangely.
Of course, this kind of attention was nothing for Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina.
"Speaking of which, this place is really similar to my hometown!"
Holding Eight-cloud Ink's arm, Ashina walked on the street with an unconcealable smile on her face.
The hometown she mentioned was naturally the world she originally lived in.
After marrying Eight-cloud Ink, when Eight-cloud Ink was still in Fantasyland, the two would sometimes travel back to visit Ashina's parents.
Although Yuuki Akaso and his wife were wondering why Ashina did not seem to have changed at all after so many years, this doubt was washed away by the truly happy smile on Ashina's face.
As long as their daughter had a good life, nothing else mattered.
"What? Are you homesick again? Didn't you just go back for a few days last month? "
"Hehe, I'm just thinking about it!"
Ashina kept turning her head and looking at the shops around her.
Suddenly, she had a strange expression on her face.
"Mo, look at that …"
Looking in the direction that Ashina pointed, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly stopped moving forward.
It's an ordinary shop selling bedding — real, ordinary bedding. I know some of you are thinking of that … "But Lin Sanjiu's eyes were wide open.
In the shop's window was a row of pillows printed with very cute pictures of beautiful girls.
There were anime girls that Eight-cloud Ink had never seen before, and there were also anime girls that Eight-cloud Ink had seen before.
Obviously, this world was also affected by the information, and there were some anime and television shows that Eight-cloud Ink had seen before.
Just that –
"I say, what's with that strange pillow …"
Eight-cloud Ink pulled the corner of her mouth, and after looking at one of the pillows again and again, her face completely darkened.
Printed on the pillow was a beautiful girl with dazzling long black hair in a Daoist robe.
The girl's body was curvy, and she had a more majestic Oupai than Ashina. She was lying on the bed, her Daoist robe was exposed, and she looked shy.
The exposed skin was like the purest white snow, and it was irresistible.
However, the girl looked like Eight-cloud Ink.
– To be precise, it was the appearance after being forcibly feminized by Yonglin …
In an instant, countless words flashed through Eight-cloud Ink's mind:
Books, figurines, doujinshi, pillows, all kinds of peripherals …
"Bastard!! This world has been affected by the information in Fantasyland!!! "
Yakumo let out a sorrowful cry. He finally understood why there were always people looking at him and Ming Ri Nai with such strange gazes.
Now that he thought about it, those people were all young boys and girls. Those older uncles and aunties would only exclaim, "Ah, what a beautiful person!" As for those young people — they were basically all shut-ins! How could he fix that!
Just as Eight-cloud Ink was in a mess, the pillow in the window was taken down by someone.
Then, a teenage girl paid for the pillow, packed it up, and left the store happily with her pockets.
"Ah, isn't this good?"
Ashina looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a smile. Ashina had heard Eight-cloud Ink mention this before – the Forbidden World was an example.
"After being made into a pillow, how does it feel to be hugged to sleep by a cute girl?"
"Don't be so proud …"
After pinching Ashina's nose to make her complain, Eight-cloud Ink's tone was very complicated.
"You, Ashina, after marrying me, after such a long time, you can be considered as a person in Fantasyland –"
"Could it be …"
Ashina widened her eyes and showed an expression of disbelief.
"That's right. Do you think your pillow figurines are rare among the Doujinshi fans?"
Ashina suddenly shivered, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Burrowing into Eight-cloud Ink's arms, Ashina bitterly looked at Eight-cloud Ink pitifully.
"Mo, I feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable …"
"I was forcefully feminized, and I feel even more uncomfortable …"
Eight-cloud Ink gritted his teeth and used a lot of effort to suppress the urge to destroy the world.
"In short, we have to find a place to settle down first. Then I'll go and check what kind of settings this world has for Fantasyland. "
Vaguely, Eight-cloud Ink felt that he would see something that would blind him.
– Things like second-rate settings are the most unreliable …
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"Um, the two in front, please wait!"
Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina, who were walking on the street, suddenly heard a boy's voice behind them.
"…"
Turning around, Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina stared at the person.
It was a handsome high school student with short blue hair.
The high school student jogged in front of the two of them. He first put his hands on his knees and took a few deep breaths before straightening up.
"You are?"
Eight-cloud Ink frowned and looked at the boy.
Strange energy waves were emitted from the high school student's body.
And there was more than one kind.
There were two kinds of energy entangled with each other in the person's body, and one of them was suppressing the other.
And these two kinds of energy were similar to the elven energy that Eight-cloud Ink once sensed from the Four Mamas.
This young man was also an elven?
"Um, my, my name is Itsuka Shido …"
Shido scratched his cheeks, and his eyes drifted. He didn't dare to look at Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina.
– Who told him to play the strategy game all night last night?
But if it was really them …
Shido glanced at Eight-cloud Ink's chest secretly.
Well, it seemed that Eight-cloud Ink in front of him had high moral integrity. This way, they should be able to communicate smoothly, right?
"Excuse me, are you Eight-cloud Ink and Yakuma-chan Ashina?"
"Hmm?"
Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina looked at each other.
Although this person was asking a question, his tone was very certain.
He didn't think that they were cosplayers, but directly believed that they were the real people.
[Interesting …]
Eight-cloud Ink narrowed his eyes slightly.
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