Swoosh!
The Virtual Reality Pod opened, and Fang Raon stumbled out of it and turned to the right to see Eira stepping out as well.
She looked unwell for some reason, and she then touched her throat and turned to Fang Raon with a glare.
"Did you really have to stab that sword through my throat? That feels extremely uncomfortable, you know."
"…I am sorry?"
Fang Raon apologized sheepishly.
"Hmph!"
Eira flipped her hair and stepped out of the room in her heels, and there was a little stagger in her steps.
She just walked away as if she was just planning to head off straight back home.
"Giggle~"
There was already someone sitting outside—it seemed like someone had also finished his match—a short young man.
'I didn't think that someone could've finished the match any sooner than I did.'
Fang Raon stepped out of the room, looking at the strange young man, and then sat down on one of the empty chairs.
