Note: The girl that appears in this chapter is from the 'Your Lie in April' series.

I was lying on my girlfriend's bed, sideways, with my feet touching the floor. I was lazily watching her packing her things.

At some point, she turned and glared at me. 'You know, you could help me instead of just sitting there and staring.' Then, turning back to her suitcase, she wondered: 'Why do I date such a pig?'

'Do you really have to leave?' I asked with playful sadness. 'Is it worth leaving just for the weekend? Why don't you wait for the Christmas break or something to see your parents?'

'Because,' she sighed, 'as I have told you and as you would already know if you paid attention whenever I talk to you, my parents hold religion in high regard. It's been a long time since we attended a liturgy together as a family and, the other day, they told me on skype that we should do that more often.'

Suddenly, she turned to me again. Her eyes gleamed. 'Hey, I've got a great idea,' she snapped her lovely fingers.

Uh oh. Run, Kirito. Save yourself while you can!

'You'll come with me,' she carried on. 'We live in the same city anyway, so it will be a good chance to see your own family again plus you'll be able to attend the liturgy with me and my parents.'

'You-you want me to come to the church with you?' I wondered rhetorically. Should've run while I could!

'It'll be a good chance to bond with your future in laws,' she said.

I sat up. 'Umm, I don't know whether the ambience of such a place suits me,' I tried to avoid it.

Asuna stood up, walked over to me, slowly, her steps somehow resonating through the dorm room (!) and glared at me. 'You didn't understand me, honey,' she said in a low voice. 'I didn't ask you whether you want to come. I just announced to you that you will. Understood?'

'Y-yes, ma'am,' I gulped.

The cathedral was enormous. I never understood why Christians need so much space to conduct their religious ceremonies. Nevertheless, I gotta admit it was an impressive building, despite its dull, depressing colors and its multiple, pointed roofs.

The building seemed even larger in its interior. A red carpet was crossing the center of the hall, leading to the raised platform where the priest and his assistants were conducting the ceremony. At each side of the carpet, there were rows of seats. Above us, there were chandeliers and balconies.

The priests' duties were accompanied by a chorus of chanters and instrument players. Among that group, my eyes fell on a female violinist that looked the same age as me and Asuna. She had long, blonde, messy hair and large, blue eyes. She was wearing a long, sleeveless, white dress.

Of course, the reason my eyes were focused on her was not her music (I don't know shit about classical music anyway). Yeah, I know I'm unforgivable. Even in a church, I can't help having naughty thoughts! But, on the other hand, was it my fault that that chick was so hot? Uh oh, here comes the boner. Yes, it's official. I got a boner in a church!

I hoped Asuna's parents wouldn't notice me while I was adjusting my crotch. Unfortunately, Asuna did notice me! She shot me a deadly glare.

'What are you doing?' she whispered.

She was wearing a classy, black dress, long, black gloves, black stockings and high heels and a black hat with a veil.

'Sorry,' I blushed. 'But it would snap in half if I didn't give it room to grow to full size.' Despite my fear and awkwardness, I dared to add a joke: 'And I'm pretty sure that this would interfrere with your plans for us having a lot of beautiful children in the future.' (Actually, those last words were a quote from what Asuna had told me once.)

The redhead rolled her eyes. 'What the hell gave you a boner in here anyway, you filthy, sickening pervert?' she asked.

I blushed and stroked my nape. 'Umm... basically...'

'On second thought, I don't want to know!' she snapped. 'Just try to behave yourself.'

'Asuna, don't talk during the liturgy!' her mother whispered angrily.

'Your mother is right, young lady,' her father frowned. 'I thought we had raised you better.'

My girlfriend's eyes widened. 'Bu-but... he...'

She pointed at me, about to explain to her parents that it was my fault. However, before she could do so, I mimicked her parents' offended expression and said: 'Your parents are right, dear. Don't disappoint them!'

'Thank you, Kirito,' her mother smiled. 'I'm glad to see you're such a well mannered lad!'

'You should follow his example, Asuna,' her father said.

Asuna lowered her head, fuming. Lol, I knew she would kill me later, but it was worth it. That expression on her (beautiful) face was priceless!

In all seriousness, from that point on, I tried to banish my naughty thoughts and focus on the liturgy, even though it was hard. As hard as my dick at that time (yes, I did make that pun; so much for 'in all seriousness').

That blonde chick's playing didn't sound bad. Of course, I'm not an expert and, therefore, I'm in no position to judge her, but my impression was that, sometimes, she didn't bother synchronizing with the other players in the chorus but rather played on her own beat.

Also, was it just me (and my cockiness), or was she shooting provocative glances at me from time to time?

'And now,' the priest said at the end of the liturgy, 'allow me to introduce you to our choruses newest and youngest member. Kaori, a really talented violinist. Please, make her feel comfortable.'

The blondie bowed as we were applauding. Some people felt the need to further show their approval by forming a row in front of her and congratulate her by shaking hands with her. I decided to join them, just to get to hold that lovely hand!

'You're an excellent player,' I smiled to her when my turn to shake hands with Kaori finally came.

'Thanks. I'm trying,' she smiled modestly.

Huh? Did she put something in my hand?

It was a piece of paper with a message on it. When I read it later, it said: 'Meet me at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, outside of the church.'

No, it was not just me after all!