Ch.9 – Guidance

Do you believe in superstitions?

Ever since millennia ago, human beings have attached supernatural elements to objects, dates, activities, natural phenomena and various other things due to a combination of experience, insecurity and irrationality. While these ancient myths may not be very convincing, they are nevertheless intriguing tales which make for a good read; the animal folklores in particular interest me the most. Take the magpie, for example. There is a peculiar little rhyme about this extremely intelligent bird:

One for sorrow,

Two for mirth,

Three for a funeral,

Four for birth,

Five for heaven,

Six for hell,

Seven for the devil, his own self.

Another animal that is the subject of much superstitious belief is the black cat. Here in Japan they are considered to be a symbol of good luck. The Scots seem to think of them as a sign of riches and happiness. However, in many European countries they have been traditionally seen as harbingers of misfortune due to their perceived association with witches during the Middle Ages.

Personally, I find the image of a feline with a coat of sleek, black fur showered in moonlight quite appealing.


As you may recall, I accepted Claws' request to look after and train a group of new players known as the Moonlit Black Cats. Originally he was supposed to handle introductions between these kittens and myself, but apparently he was busy with some urgent business (something about an "intriguing individual with much potential") so he couldn't make it – not that his absence really mattered this time.

The venue where I was to meet my soon-to-be protégés was actually the orphanage on Floor 1. The last time I had the pleasure of visiting Sasha and the children was on the eve of Floor 1 boss raid. I was really looking forward to seeing them again, so much that I ended up heading for the orphanage extra early. On my way there I noticed two familiar little figures; with as friendly a smile as I could form with my lips I walked up to them.

"Hi there! Silica, 21, it's been a while. Do you remember me?" I asked amiably. The young boy's eyes flickered with recognition though he remained silent. The girl next to him looked at me with a puzzled expression for a good few seconds.

"… Ah! You're the guy who came to the orphanage with Argo and Lisbeth about a month ago," Silica answered. The way her face changed from suddenly recalling my identity was quite hilarious.

"That's correct! Can you remember my name?"

"Was it… ROFL or LMAO?" 21's hesitance was clearly evident in his voice.

"Nope, but nice try! My name's LOL," I said merrily. "What're you two doing?"

"We just finished running errands. We're about to return to the orphanage now," Silica replied.

"I see. Actually, I'm going there as well. Why don't we all walk together?" With their unanimous assent I followed them to our common destination. The children walked briskly and I had to jog a little to keep up.

"How are you guys doing?" I enquired.

"We're fine, thank you very much. And how are you?"

My, this boy certainly has good manners.

"I'm pretty good, thanks for asking. I wish I could drop by the orphanage more often but I've been really busy with trying to clear the game," I said with a sigh.

"Um… can I ask you something?" Silica questioned. She slowed down to match my pace, and 21 decelerated to match hers.

"Sure, go ahead."

"What's it like to fight monsters?" She asked.

"Hmm… in the beginning it was painfully difficult. I'm not particularly good at this game so it took me a long time just to get used to the combat system. Even now there's still much for me to learn."

"Isn't it scary to fight knowing that you'll die in real life if you get killed in the game?"

"Of course. It's impossible not to be afraid given SAO's unique conditions."

"Then how do you guys risk your lives battling everyday? Is there some kind of… trick to it?"

I wonder why she's so interested in this kind of thing.

"Different people have different ways of coping with their fears of death, but in my opinion the key factor would be experience." From the looks Silica and 21 were giving me it was obvious that further explanation was needed. "Let's see… do you two know how to cycle?"

"I can cycle but I'm not very good at it. What about you Silica?" 21 asked as he turned to his friend.

"I've never ridden a bike before."

"How about swimming? Can you swim, Silica?" I questioned. She nodded in reply.

"In a sense, fighting in SAO is similar to those activities. It's grueling and terrifying at first, and there are times when you really want to give up. I still remember when Liz and I started out: neither of us had been so nervous in our entire lives – our palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms were heavy. Definitely wasn't a pretty sight. However, we kept on fighting in spite of our anxieties. We worked ourselves to the bone training from morning to evening, and as a result grew stronger and more confident with each passing day. As we became increasingly capable we also became less fearful of SAO combat. Of course, there's still a part of us that wants to run away from all of the fighting, but that's natural. Anyways to answer your question, the reason we can risk our lives like this isn't because we're fearless people, but because we spend each day working hard to convince ourselves that we can get through this death game without dying. Sorry, that was quite a long-winded answer. Did you get the gist of it?"

"I think so. It makes a lot of sense," 21 commented.

"Does that mean anyone become a good fighter if they tried hard enough?" Silica asked me.

Thankfully that long-ass explanation didn't confuse them.

"Definitely, unless they have some kind of special disability," I answered while thinking of Nezha, the Legend Braves' con artist. Ever since his weapon scams were exposed the man had stopped working as a blacksmith. "Oh look, we're here."

Silica and 21 led me into the orphanage. Sasha was inside but she didn't notice our entry, for every single fibre of her attention was directed towards the task at hand. Not wanting to break her concentration Silica, 21 and I watched as the bespectacled caretaker expertly manipulated a pair of scissors and a needle to transform pieces of cloth into a cap and a dress. Having finished her sewing, Sasha looked up to see the two children and myself.

"Oh my, what a surprise! I was expecting you to arrive later, LOL. Regardless, it's a pleasure to see you again," she said as she stood up and strode towards me.

"The pleasure is mine, Sasha," I replied as I shook her hand.

"Silica, 21, thank you very much for doing the shopping. You two have been a great help. Here, these are for you," Sasha spoke with a serene smile as she handed them the articles of clothing she had just created. The two youngsters thanked her and left to mingle with their peers.

"So, how have the children been?"

"They've been well, thank you. The children's obedience makes my work quite easy, and it's always nice to have helpful kids like those two around," Sasha answered. Silica had picked up a book and was reading to a group of younger children, while 21 and a few others were playing some kind of ball game. "The mobs on Floor 2 drop a lot more Cor so supplying the orphanage with necessities has been easier."

"Ah, that's good to know." Looking around I noticed that there was a fairly large range of toys, games and books (neatly) placed in various parts of the large room; the orphanage was bereft of such goods during my last visit.

I wonder where all of this came from?

"A few of the players have been donating gifts to the children. Most of the books are from Clausewitz, while some of the toys and board games are from Argo and Lisbeth," Sasha helpfully provided while pouring out a cup of tea. The timing of her answer made it seem as if she was reading my mind. "Here you go, drink it while it's warm."

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Man, I feel like a prick for not donating anything at all – wow, this tea is excellent.

"You don't need to feel obligated to get the children a present as well. Your amazing efforts on the front lines are the greatest gift you can possibly give to them." Sasha's calm voice reminded me of a patient mother speaking to her child.

What a bitterly nostalgic tone…

"The way you can tell what I'm thinking is kind of scary. Are you actually an esper or something?" I probably would've believed her if she admitted to having some kind of mind reading powers.

"I was a social worker back in the real world. I often worked with both children and adolescents, you see, and I needed to be perceptive to understand their innermost thoughts."

"Huh, that explains a lot. By the way, where did you get this? It's delicious." I raised the beverage Sasha prepared for me.

"You can thank Argo for that. She acquired the tea leaves from Zumfut (main settlement of Floor 3) and gave them to me as a gift. You can have some of the leaves if you'd like."

"Thanks, I'll take you up on that generous offer."


Chat history

LOL: You still in Zumfut?

Lisbeth: Yup, till noon. Why?

LOL: I might bring you a few customers later

Lisbeth: You're the best! :)

LOL: Obviously. BTW how's business?

Lisbeth: Booming! Thanks to Argo and Diavel I've had hordes of customers over the last few hours. I'm pretty rich and famous now XD

LOL: Nice! I'll see you in a while


*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

"It looks like your students have arrived. Good luck grooming them into capable front liners," Sasha said as she went to answer the door.

"Pardon the intrusion, we're here to see someone called LOL." The speaker had a steady, distinctly masculine voice.

"I take it that you're the Moonlit Black Cats?"

"Yup, that's us!" Someone else answered. This person sounded cheerful and youthful.

"Please come in, he's expecting you." Four boys and one girl followed Sasha into the orphanage. All of them seemed to be younger than me – they were probably around Kirito's age.

As a veteran player and their teacher it wouldn't do for me to be passive. I should be proactive and take the initiative.

"Yo! I'm LOL, I look forward to working with you guys. Now, I'd like to put names to faces so it'd be great if you all could introduce yourselves for me."

"Yes sir. I am Keita, the leader of the Moonlit Black Cats. It is a pleasure to be under your tutelage." The young male had short, brown hair and eyes of the same colour. Something about him gave me the impression that he liked, or at least was comfortable with, being in charge. To my surprise Keita bowed to me after his self-introduction. Sasha and I exchanged a brief glance; I had a feeling she shared my bewilderment towards Keita's over the top behaviour.

It sure feels awkward being called 'sir'.

"Dude, relax. There's no need to be all stiff and formal, this isn't the military. We're all equals here so just chill, okay?"

"Oh… right, sorry about that."

"Man, didn't I tell you to take it easy?" Keita's friend nudged his arm while reprimanding him. This blue-eyed teenager wore a copper-coloured cloak and a stylish grey beanie over his dark yellow hair. "Anyways, I'm Ducker! It's nice to meet ya."

Ah, he's the one with that noticeably energetic voice.

"Likewise, Ducker."

"I guess it's my turn next. My name's Tetsuo, I'll be in your care for the next few days." Easily the tallest of the group, Tetsuo had what my sister would describe as a 'nice guy's face' (i.e. he looked like a kind person).

"I'll be in your care too so let's get along."

"I'm Sasamaru. Thanks for taking the time to train us, we really appreciate it." He had brown, curly hair, green eyes and wore a bluish… beret? I don't know what the technical term for his cap is. Sasamaru placed a hand on the shoulder of the girl right beside him. "This here is Sachi."

"H-hello. Um… thanks for your help."

Is she nervous because she's not good with strangers, or is it something else? It doesn't seem like she's mentally prepared to fight in SAO…

"It's a pleasure to be acquainted with you all. Now then, there is something I must make clear. To put it simply, SAO combat is 50% ability and 50% mentality. Great skill will take you places but it isn't enough; those without strong resolves will perish eventually. Out of respect for yourselves and for those waiting in the real world, I advise you to carefully consider your purposes for fighting and the things at stake. I'm going outside for a bit. When I come back, I'm going to ask each and every one of you whether you're determined to carry on."

The purpose of life is to stay alive. Departing from a safe zone was a matter of life and death; as such, in my eyes the act itself was akin to a sacred ritual that defied our most basic survival instinct. I needed the Moonlit Black Cats to acknowledge the gravity of their choice before we began training.

Leaning against the exterior of the church I decided do some self-reflection. The way I wielded my dagger was reasonably effective but also fatally flawed in two regards: firstly, my play style was entirely dependent on stealth so it was inappropriate against enemies I couldn't sneak up on (e.g. Floor Bosses). Secondly, I needed an ally (distraction) to successfully ambush my opponents; in other words, the dagger was ineffective when I was alone or when my teammates were incapacitated.

I lack agility and finesse so the only way I can use a dagger effectively is to fight like an assassin. Although training and repetition will help me overcome my weaknesses it'll likely be some time before I can wield a dagger like Argo. Well, it's a good thing I know how to use other weapons.

Even when stealth was unavailable I could still play a supporting role when armed with a rapier. The thrusting weapon was not very powerful but its high speed allowed me to land multiple hits in quick succession; my favourite tactic involved stunning an enemy with a barrage of swift strikes and keeping it in place for my teammates to deal the finishing blow(s). Additionally, I was also capable of wielding one-handed swords and one-handed curved blades so I could hold my own well enough if needed.

I have experience playing as a tank, damage dealer and support, though I'm not particularly good at any of these roles. I suppose I'm what people call a 'jack of all trades, master of none'. I still haven't found a weapon I'm particularly comfortable with yet, guess I should keep trying out new ones. It's almost been a minute; I should head inside now.

"I'm back. Does anyone have seconds thoughts? There's no shame in quitting. After all, not everyone can consciously put their lives on the line," I said to the five new players. Each of the (Moonlit) Black Cats assured me, with varying degrees of confidence, that they were here to stay.

I can only hope that this moment will be the birth of heroes and not the prologue to a tragic end.

"Very well, it looks like everyone's made up their mind. First things first, the starting gear's pretty crap so you guys won't be using that. Instead, we're going to pay my blacksmith friend a little visit. Sounds good?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

"Okay."

"Mm-hmm."

"Aight, let's go! Let's go!"

"Great idea."

And thus we left for the Teleport Gate.


"Heya L! Thanks for visiting!"

Is this really Liz? Nah, can't be. Wait, that sign says 'Lisbeth's Smithy'.

Sitting cross-legged on a [Vendor's Carpet] with a variety of weapons to her side and an anvil in front of her was my close friend. Her appearance had changed drastically: yesterday she had brown hair and wore a red one-piece dress. The girl I was looking at had fluffy pink hair and was wearing something that looked liked a waitress' uniform – she even had an apron tied around her waist! At least she kept the white hairpin from before.

Holy crap. And here I was thinking that people don't change overnight.

"Dude, you're spacing out."

She does look quite appealing like this. Taking into account that a large proportion of gamers are young (virgin) men, the image change should be quite good for business. Smart move.

"Earth to L! Stop ignoring me," Liz said. She tapped on my leg with her blacksmith hammer.

"A cute chick like you can't be Liz. Liz is supposed to be some average-looking girl who has nothing going for her visually except for that baby face of hers."

"You can't even compliment me without adding an insult in the same sentence, huh. So, these are the newbies you're training?"

"Yup, they're the Moonlit Black Cats. Everyone, this is Lisbeth. She's a girl who's very good with her hands." The effect was instantaneous: Sachi, Ducker and Sasamaru were red as a beet. Keita's response was an impressed whistle. Tetsuo just looked at me in disbelief.

"Don't go spouting nonsense that'll cause misunderstandings!" Liz reprimanded exasperatedly as she smacked my knee with her hammer.

"Sorry, I just couldn't resist!" I said with a huge smile on my face. "Now then, why don't you guys pick a weapon from Lizzy's inventory? I'll pay so don't worry about the cost."

"Are you sure?" Keita asked.

"Think of it as a gift for starting your journey. There's no need to hold back on my account, choose whatever you like."

"Sweet! Thanks for the present," Ducker said as he immediately went for the dagger. He looked like a giddy little kid excitedly reaching for a bowl of candy. Sasamaru glanced at Liz's wares for a bit before grabbing a spear with a cheerful grin.

"Excuse me, what's the difference between these two?" Tetsuo asked Liz. He held a war hammer in one hand and an axe in the other.

"Both of them do relatively large damage. That one's got higher durability and attack power but it's also heavier and slower," Liz said while pointing at the hammer. Tetsuo put down the axe and gave the weighty mallet a couple of swings.

"It's powerful but feels too heavy," he commented with a frown.

"Give this a try, it's my personal favourite," Liz suggested as she handed Tetsuo a mace. Satisfied with her recommendation, he armed himself with a small kite shield and completed his selection.

Keita carefully examined each weapon. He picked up a sword and inspected it closely before returning the blade to where it belonged.

"Is dual wielding possible in this game?" he asked.

"Although you can equip two weapons, there aren't any Sword Skills that allow to use them together. For example, if you're equipped with an axe and a dagger, you can use Sword Skills involving either the axe or the dagger, but you can't use an axe technique and a dagger technique at the same time, and there aren't any Sword Skills that involves both being used simultaneously," Liz answered.

"Aren't there two-handed Sword Skills though?"

"Those are only for two-handed weapons. Unless you can use two weapons without relying on the system assist, you're probably better off with a single weapon or a shield."

"That's too bad." In the end Keita settled for a staff. Sachi hesitatingly perused the equipment on offer before slowly reaching for a spear.

"I guess I'll go with the longer-ranged support weapon," she said with a nervous laugh. Liz picked up on Sachi's anxiety but didn't say anything in particular.

"It looks like we're ready to go," Keita said to me. With the exception of Sachi everyone else was eager to get started; Ducker in particular looked as if he would explode from excitement.

"Hold on, this doesn't seem right." All five members of the Moonlit Black Cats looked at me questioningly. "It's not a good idea to only have one tank for a five-man party. At least another one of you should play as a vanguard alongside Tetsuo."

"Ah! You're right!" Ducker exclaimed in agreement. "Well, I can't be a scout and a tank at the same time so someone else will have to switch weapons."

"I'm much more comfortable playing as an all-out damage dealer than as a tank. Hey Sachi, why don't you switch to a sword and shield?"

"Huh!? B-but I…"

"It's no big deal Sachi, just hide behind your shield!" Tetsuo suggested with a carefree tone.

"Seriously, you've always been such a scaredy-cat! Don't worry Sachi, you'll be fine," Ducker added. Sasamaru wore a conflicted expression: it seemed as if he wanted to object, but couldn't find the words or courage to do so.

"O-okay…" Despite her verbal agreement Sachi wore a look of despair. Keita seemed satisfied with how the issue was resolved.

I can't believe this! Are these guys blind or are they just insensitive to how Sachi feels? And why is she just agreeing like that? Damn, it looks like I'll have to inter–

"Now wait a minute!" Liz yelled as she stood up quickly. "You can't just tell someone to fight on the front lines all of a sudden and expect them to be fine with it! Look at her, she's terrified!"

I resisted the urge to applaud her outburst.

"That's… true, but it would make sense strategically for Sachi to be a vanguard. That way we'll have a decent combination of defenders, attackers and supports within the party," Keita pointed out.

"Hold that thought for a moment Keita. Hey, Sachi." Said girl flinched slightly upon hearing me call her. "Teamwork involves discussion and compromise, not silent acquiescence. Try to speak your mind, I'm sure that'll help everyone reach a better solution."

"I…" Sachi wavered a little before she continued. "I'm sorry, but I really, really don't want to fight on the frontlines. I know that everyone will benefit if I played as a tank, but I can't. I'm too terrified to be a vanguard, that was why I chose a spear in the first place." Keita's expression was a mixture of guilt and misery; the same could be said for Ducker and Tetsuo. Seeing their friend on the verge of bursting into tears made them truly realize the extent of their friend's anxiety and their neglecting of it. Sasamaru's expression was melancholic but he also looked a little relieved.

"I'm sorry for being insensitive, Sach," Ducker apologised.

"Me too. If we knew you were this scared, we wouldn't have told you play as a tank. No one's going to force you, so cheer up okay?" Keita said.

"I'll be blunt and say this: nobody is going to benefit if you're too scared to play properly as a tank. Remember, those without sufficient resolve will not last long," I told Sachi who nodded in response. "By the way, why did you choose a spear, Sasamaru?"

"Mainly because I wanted to use a fast weapon. I know that hammers and maces have way higher attack power but they're too slow for my liking," he answered.

"I see. Have you thought about the role you'll be playing within the party?"

"Well, Keita's our main damage dealer and Ducker's our scout so I was thinking I'd play as a support."

"Makes sense. I have a suggestion; feel free to say no, but do listen to it carefully. Instead of using a spear, I propose switching to a scimitar – which also has god attack speed – and playing as a tank. What do you think?"

"I can see where you're coming from. I'll admit that I don't mind using a scimitar, and we do need a tank, though I'm not keen to fight up front. However," Sasamaru spared the sole female of the group a quick glance, "I'd rather the vanguard be me than Sachi. I'm reluctant, but I'm not completely terrified; I'll give being a tank a go, and if I'm fine with it then I'll stick to it."

"I'm sorry, Sasamaru. Because of me, you –"

"D-don't be sorry, Sachi. All of us are suited for different things, right?" The curly-haired teen reassured his friend. For some reason he wasn't making eye contact.

"Keita, Ducker, Tetsuo. What are your thoughts? Do you agree with Sasamaru being the Black Cats' other tank?" Neither of the three objected to the new arrangement. "Great, now we can move on."

"Ooh, looks like yer doin' an amazin' job, L sensei."

#%$! Will she ever stop sneaking up to people!

"… Aah! You're Argo the Rat!" Keita exclaimed excitedly with a finger pointed at the midget.

I can't help but find that nickname derogatory. I mean, 'rat'? Come on! Argo seems to be quite proud of it though.

"Yup, it's me. Ya want an autograph?" Argo jokingly asked. She was slightly caught off guard when Keita actually handed her a pencil and paper, but decided to be a good sport and humoured him with her signature. Argo was already one of the most well-known players due to the proliferation of her strategy guide; after word of her phenomenal contributions towards clearing Floor 2 had gotten out, the informant was propelled to a position of unparalleled fame. She was Aincrad's no. 1 celebrity, and my protégés were basking in her glorious presence.

"Hey there, unknown animal species 'Argo'." My fingers formed quotation marks when I said her name.

I wonder how many words I can string together for Argo's nickname?

"Oi, watch what ya say. I've bitten ya fer callin' me an animal, I'll do it again."

"Whoa, let's try to keep our interactions civilised. I know that this human concept may be difficult for you to understand, but do your best, unknown animal species 404 not found but also known as 'Argo'."

"Liz ~ the lanky, ugly guy is bullyin' me again!"

I'm tall – not lanky – and sure as hell not ugly! Just because I'm not handsome doesn't mean I'm ugly!

"Dear me! You should get your brain and yeyes checked out, chibi (Japanese slang for something short) version unknown animal species 404 not found but also known as 'Argo'."

"Aight, that's it! Liz, gimme yer hammer." The blacksmith handed Argo the desired object, and the whiskered girl waved the mallet at me menacingly.

"You're going to help her harm your customer, Liz?"

"Let's put it this way: Argo's the one who'll be travelling with me over the next few days. Besides, animal abuse is wrong."

Hah, good one Liz!

"Yer a terrible person Lizzy, ya know that?" Argo commented with an adorable pout. Liz just laughed merrily. "Oh yeah, there's somethin' I need to tell ya. This also concerns ya, L."

"What is it?" Liz asked. Argo smirked and spoke.

"What!? No way!"

"Seriously!?"

"Nyahaha. I knew ya'd be surprised. Ya guys can relax, he's in capable hands."

"… I suppose that's true," Liz said with a sigh.

"Well, we should probably get going or we'll never get started. Please stay safe, I'd be devastated if anything were to happen to you guys," I said to Liz and Argo.

"Don't worry, be happy and have fun teachin' yer students," Argo replied with a wave.

"See you in a few days," Liz added.


"You never told us that you were friends with Argo the Rat!" Keita said to me.

"Argo has lots of friends, being one of them isn't anything special. Anyways, here we are." A wave of nostalgia washed over me as I stood once more in the fields outside the Town of Beginnings.

It's almost been two months and we've only gotten to Floor 3. I don't want to rush but we've got to speed things up.

"The only mobs that spawn here are oversized pigs known as the Frenzy Boar. They are extremely weak and pose no threat, especially because of your equipment," I said to the Black Cats. Earlier we had sold their starting equipment and used the Cor we gained to buy them better armour (I chipped in some Cor too). "These things are passive monsters which means they'll only turn hostile after you attack them. Keita and Ducker, that one's yours."

"Understood." Keita was completely focused on his opponent.

"Alright, I've got this." There was an element of uncertainty to Ducker's voice but he wore a determined look.

Keita yelled and charged at the Frenzy Boar, Ducker following closely behind. With all his might he whacked the mob in the head using his staff, eliciting a high-pitched squeal from it. Ducker was surprised by the monster's loud cry of pain, but quickly regained his bearings and stabbed it to death. Both teenagers did not move from their spot even after the Frenzy Boar shattered into pieces; they just stood there frozen, breathing heavily and staring dumbly at the space where their defeated enemy once stood.

"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" My voice snapped the two teens out of their stupor. Ducker began cheering happily and loudly. Keita wiped the sweat off his forehead and high-fived his partner with a large smile. "Well done, take a break. Sachi, get ready."

"M-me!?"

"Calm down, you'll be fine. Sasamaru, Tetsuo, I'd like one of you to accompany Sachi."

"I'll do it," Sasamaru replied with his hand raised. One would think that the boy was eager for battle from the quickness of his response but his face betrayed a hint of worry.

"Very good. All you two need to do is mimic what Keita and Ducker just did. Sasamaru, you'll deal the first blow. Sachi, finish the monster off. Understood?" Both of them nodded in reply. "That's your target over there. I know you can do it."

"Er… let's get this over with, Sach."

"Y-yeah."

They ran towards the unsuspecting mob, but then something unexpected happened: Sasamaru tripped and landed on his face. Sachi quickly put down her spear to help her friend up.

"Hold it!" I shouted, my voice a little louder than I intended it to be. "Sachi, if you let go of your weapon both of you will become vulnerable. Next time, hold onto your spear and stand between the enemy and the person who fell down. That way you can fend off incoming attacks while they recover."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind."

"Sorry, I screwed up," Sasamaru apologised.

"Making mistakes is an important part of training so don't worry about it. With that said, don't you have a monster to kill?" I reminded them. They hastily charged at their target and destroyed it without any resistance, though Sachi somehow almost missed the monster entirely when she thrust her spear at it. Tetsuo was successful in his attempt later on.

I pretty much remembered Argo's training methods so I simply re-used them for the Moonlit Black Cats. Once the five had gotten comfortable enough with the basics, we rested for a while before moving on to Horunka Village, the settlement closest to the Town of Beginnings. We could have easily reached our destination considering our equipment, numbers and my familiarity with the route we were taking but we took our sweet time so that the Black Cats could get more opportunities to battle and practice. As expected, there were numerous things they needed to improve on but they performed splendidly: the six of us arrived at Horunka without much intervention on my part. This was all the more impressive considering it was their very first day fighting.

Later that evening, I was sorting out my inventory when someone knocked on my door.

"You said you wanted to talk?"

"That's right. Don't worry, it's nothing too serious. This won't take long, but do make yourself comfortable, Tetsuo." I waited for my guest to sit down before continuing. "Now that you have some hands-on experience playing as a tank, what are your thoughts about it?"

"It's definitely more tiring than I expected, but at the same time it's really rewarding."

"Is that so?"

"How do I say this… well, as a tank I can protect everyone else from danger, right? This might sound cheesy, but knowing that I can ensure the safety of my friends makes me really happy," Tetsuo said with a gentle smile.

"I heard that the five of you were friends IRL though I didn't expect you guys to be such a close-knit group," I commented. Having spent an entire day with them, I could see that the Black Cats genuinely enjoyed being with each other.

"Keita, Ducker and I have been best buds since we were kids. Sasamaru and Sach were in Keita's class last year, he was the one who introduced them to us."

"I see. Well, I called you here because I wanted to check if you were fine with your role on the team and it seems like you're more than satisfied. Thanks for dropping by, Tetsuo."

"And thanking you for looking after us." We exchanged a few more words before he left.

Keita, Ducker and Sasamaru also said that they were happy with how things are going. I didn't get a chance to speak with Sachi since she was exhausted and went to bed early, but she's obviously much more comfortable with combat compared to this morning. I suppose it's safe to say that the first day's been a success. Now then, I should plan out tomorrow's training…


Chat history

Klein: What's the difference between a snowman and a snowwoman?

LOL: WTF is a snowwoman?

Klein: The female version of a snowman XD

LOL: What the hell? So, what's the difference?

Klein: Snowballs!

LOL: Stop it. Get some help


"Keita, Ducker and Sachi. It has come to my attention that you guys share a common problem which needs to be addressed," I said to the three Black Cats. It was already the fourth day of our training, and my protégés were improving rapidly; I thought that they were doing a much better job compared to me back when I was starting out. "All of you are far too afraid of being hit."

"Well, duh. Isn't the point of all this training to help us avoid getting hit?" Ducker asked.

"That's true. However, you guys tend to panic or close your eyes whenever a monster slips past Sasamaru or Tetsuo. If you freeze up like that every time, you'll miss valuable opportunities to counterattack, and your fights will become much harder."

"I see where you're coming from. That does make sense," Keita said. Sachi and Ducker voiced their agreements as well. "What should we do then?"

"I've thought of a little exercise. Assuming everything goes well, you guys will be more or less fine with getting hit by mobs," I cheerily replied.

"And if it doesn't go well?"

You guys will probably end up traumatised or something.

"Nothing too bad will happen. Come on, let's get going."

Moments later the six of us were standing out in the open. Tetsuo, Sasamaru and I were armed but the other three did not wield their weapons. They also looked very nervous.

"Remember to keep your eyes open! You'll be fine!" I shouted as a Dire Wolf spawned nearby. They flinched visibly as the monster bolted towards them. It leaped onto Keita and the boy cried out as the creature bit and scratched him.

"Stay calm! Focus on the enemy and keep an eye on your HP bar!" I yelled. We allowed the monster to continue its assault; once Keita's HP dropped below 50% Tetsuo and Ducker immediately moved to attack the Dire Wolf. By the time the creature was defeated his HP was still within the yellow zone. The Black Cats' leader quickly pulled out a health potion and emptied its contents down his throat.

If the three Black Cats were unaccustomed to getting hit then the quickest solution would be to force them to take hits until they became used to it. The purpose of this special training was twofold: firstly, to get Keita, Ducker and Sachi comfortable enough with being smacked around that they could focus on their enemies and their HP instead of simply freezing up. Secondly, to allow those three (safe) opportunities to experience their HP dropping below the green zone. I had heard tales of players panicking upon seeing their HP bar reduced to levels they were familiar with, and I didn't want my students to suffer similar breakdowns in the future. We repeatedly exposed the non-tank members of the Black Cats to assaults from different monsters and came to their aid when their HP had dropped considerably. Fortunately, my plan had gone as planned: a few monsters later Keita, Sachi and Ducker were able to keep their cool even when they were under enemy attack. Satisfied with the results, we moved on to the next nearest settlement.


Damn it, I can't sleep again. I'll go outside and get some practice, that'll be more productive than lying around unable to fall asleep.

My impromptu plan was disrupted when I saw Sachi standing outside the inn. The two of us weren't expecting company so there was a short, surprised silence.

"What're you doing out here so late?" I asked her.

"Originally I was doing some thinking in my room, but I came out here to stargaze. At night, the skies are dark and empty where I lived, but here the night sky is so beautiful," Sachi said as she looked upwards. I followed her gaze and took in the magnificent view. "If only SAO wasn't such a horrible death game."

"I know, it's a pity. So, what kind of thoughts are keeping you up?"

"I was just thinking about the last few days. Originally I was so scared of leaving the Town of Beginnings, but now I'm pretty much fine with battling different kinds of monsters. I can't believe that I changed so much in such a short time."

"Your efforts have been nothing but brilliant. I must ask though, why did you choose to fight when you were so terrified back then? Ah, I should apologise. It's rude of me to pry."

"No, that question's fine. It's understandable that you ask that given my behaviour," Sachi replied with a smile. "The reason why I left was because, in my mind, the alternative was worse. Keita and the others were rather keen to participate in clearing the game; I was afraid that they would've left me if I insisted on staying in the Town of Beginnings."

"What if they knew about your fears and chose to keep you company?"

"That would've been equally unacceptable. I can't allow them to give up their ambitions for me."

"You certainly are a loyal person. Would you mind if I asked you another personal question?"

"Let me hear it, and I'll let you know if I'm willing to answer or not."

"On the day we first met, Keita asked you to play as a tank and you agreed without much objection. You were obviously reluctant, so why?"

"I didn't want to hold the group back. We needed another tank, and I thought it would be selfish to refuse something that was for the greater good of the group due to my own weaknesses. Thanks to you and Lisbeth, I now know better. If you two hadn't intervened, I probably would've succumbed to the immense pressure and… I don't know, maybe I'd run away or something."

"It is always a pleasure to be of service to a beauty like yourself, milady," I declared with a dramatic flourish. Sachi burst out laughing. My tone made it clear that the statement was meant to be humorous, not romantic, and Sachi understood this.

"It's my turn to ask a question. Why are you awake now? As you said, it is pretty late."

"Erratic sleeping patterns, nothing I can do about it. You should head back in soon or else you'll be too tired for tomorrow."

"I'll heed your advice then. Good night."

"Good night, Sachi."


I finally bid farewell to the Black Cats after six days of intensive, highly successful training. I decided to drop by the orphanage before returning to Floor 3. I was a little surprised to see that the one who answered the door wasn't Sasha but 21.

Oh look, he's wearing the cap Sasha made him. It has the words 'git gud' (get good) on it in, how cheeky.

"Heyo, it's me. I thought I'd come and say goodbye before going back to the front lines. Where's Sasha? Is she out?"

"No, she's in her room… arguing with Silica," 21 answered with a grimace. "They've been like this for the last couple of days."

I just can't imagine Sasha looking angry or getting into a fight with anyone.

"That's unusual, why're they arguing?"

"Silica really wants to fight the monsters outside the Town of Beginnings, and Sasha really doesn't want her to."

So that's why she asked me all those questions about battling mobs.

"I didn't realize that Silica was such a… battle hungry person."

"No, she isn't. She just wants to earn money and help Sasha. Please come inside, they should be done soon."

"Alright. So, what do you think? Do you agree with Silica or Sasha?"

"Um… I don't know. Neither of them are wrong so it's hard to choose."

"And what do you think about leaving the safe zone and fighting monsters?"

"… I want to try it. Even though it's dangerous, it sounds so exciting."

"You're the type of kid who likes roller-coasters and all those high-speed stuff, aren't you?"

"Hehe, that's right."

A furious Silica emerged from one of the church's rooms and stormed out of the orphanage without even noticing 21 or myself. The boy sighed and declared that he was going to chase after his friend.

"Oh dear, you've caught as at a rather inappropriate time," Sasha said when she saw me.

"21 told me about everything. Apparently Silica's quite keen to assist you by farming the mobs near the Town of Beginnings. 21 also seems to be interested in fighting the monsters, though I take it he hasn't been as… insistent as her."

"Yes, you're absolutely right. I really appreciate Silica's desire to help but I cannot allow a little girl like her to do something so risky."

"I'm playing the devil's advocate by saying this, but shouldn't it be safe enough if those two stick to hunting in the nearby fields? The only mobs that spawn are Frenzy Boars, and those things are quite harmless," I challenged Sasha.

"At its very core, SAO is a game designed to be enjoyed by its consumers. Once the children get a taste of SAO combat, I doubt they'll be content with remaining on the first floor fighting nothing but passive monster. They'll get bored and want to explore more dangerous areas; that's what I'm worried about. Confident children can be dangerous risk takers."

I didn't about that at all.

"With that said, I'm not even their real mother. I don't have the right to dictate their lives," Sasha said with a frown. "It pains me to say this, but who am I to stop them from doing whatever they want? Those two will need someone to teach them how to fight, yet I can't bring myself to do it."

I think I know what I need to do.

"If... Sasha, if you ultimately decide to let them fight, I can teach them the basics. It would be too cruel for you to instruct them when you're so against the kids fighting in the first place. I've already spent the last six days tutoring new players, what's one more?" I offered.

Thus I spent half an extra day teaching two twelve-years-old kids how to stab monsters to death. Choosing a weapon for them wasn't difficult: considering their height, daggers were the perfect tools for them. Silica and 21 were surprisingly fast learners once they had gotten over their initial anxieties; by time we were done they looked as if they were SAO veterans. Then again, their enemies were passive monsters which could be defeated with just a single blow so that made them look more impressive than they actually were.

I finally returned to Floor 3 after spending almost a whole week on the first floor tutoring new players. To my delight the front liners had progressed throughout the newest floor amazingly quickly: most parties were already exploring the labyrinth, and it was believed that the boss room would be discovered within the next couple of days. I didn't get the chance to grind at all so I was a few levels below the minimum requirement for participating in the boss raid. Argo was busy searching for information regarding the Floor Boss, and a significant portion of Liz's time was dedicated towards blacksmithing so I needed to find someone else to party with if I wanted to make it in time for the boss fight.

I decided to contact the most hardcore grinders I knew and told them about my circumstances. Thankfully they were willing to let me join them despite knowing that I would likely be nothing but a hindrance. Upon reaching our meeting place in Dessel (town closest to the labyrinth) I was caught off guard. I was expecting to see Aincrad's strongest duo, but who on earth – rather, who on Aincrad was that female elf who was with them?


A/N: Happy New Year everybody! May you all prosper and have good health :)

As you can guess, the 'female elf' is Kizmel, a canon character from SAO Progressive who also appeared in Hollow Realization (one of the SAO games).

Writing about Sasha is actually quite fun, she's not very developed in the anime so I get to use my imagination a bit.

In the anime, when most of the characters are introduced they are already full-fledged players. It's interesting to come up with stories of how each character started out and why they chose to fight

As usual, thanks for reading and updated information about the OCs is on my profile page. Have a good day!


Omake: Surrogate mother

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Silica?"

"Shh! It's fine, we'll be back before anyone notices."

The twelve-years-old girl had come to the conclusion that begging Sasha to permit her to fight would be nothing more than a futile endeavour. Therefore her solution was to sneak out of the Town of Beginnings at three in the morning and return before anybody woke up. She had a copy of Argo's strategy guide so she was confident she could learn combat all on her own. Naturally 21 faithfully tagged along with her schemes.

"And where do you think you're going?"

Oh no. Why is she here!?

We're dead. We're so dead.

Silica and 21 braced themselves as Sasha marched towards them. Sasha was the kindest person in the world, but even she wouldn't forgive them for breaking the orphanage's sacred rule that nobody was allowed to leave without her permission.

"Eh?"

The bespectacled woman knelt down and embraced them tightly.

"Equipment like that won't do you any good. Take this and buy yourself something better," Sasha said as she transferred them Cor she had saved up. "Listen to me. LOL is waiting for you at the teleport gate, he'll teach you how to fight. Stay safe and listen to him, okay?" Silica and 21 didn't know how to respond so they wordlessly returned the hug. The two of them walked silently to the teleport gate to meet up with LOL while trying to wrap their minds around what just happened.

In their minds, Sasha was not only the kindest person in the world; she was also fearless. They vividly remembered the day when a trio of men came by the orphanage, unreasonably demanding Sasha and all the children vacate the church so that they could have the building to themselves. The kids were all scared out of their minds, but Sasha stood her ground without the slightest hint of fear at the doorway. Sasha had no experience of SAO combat, and the three hoodlums were far larger than her. Yet she resolutely denied the men entry despite them screaming obscenities and threats at her. Fortunately Godfree and a blond-haired girl with a ponytail intervened before things took a turn for violent. The two individuals were passing by coincidentally, and immediately jumped to Sasha's defence after realizing what was happening. Argo and Clausewitz later made sure that the men would never bother Sasha or the children again (nobody was killed but three people were harmed and likely traumatised).

To Silica and 21, seeing the unshakable Sasha tear up while bidding them farewell was nothing short of surreal. At the same time there was a painful feeling in their chest for having been the cause of their surrogate mother's tears.

"... I'll treat my parents better when I get back to the real world," Silica said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, me too."