It took some time finding the 'Dicey Café' and by the time he did, it was already dark. When he approached the doors, he saw a note on the door 'Agil's shop'-that hinted at it being the right place.
Kazuto took a deep breath, and as he was about to enter, heard a familiar call behind him.
"Hey Bro, wait for me".
It was Klein, again. Though wondering about why Fuurinkazan seemed to stalk him was secondery compared to what he hoped and suspected Agil wanted to talk about-something about SAO, likely something important.
It was a normal Café they entered, though it seemed to be mostly empty, with the familiar shape of Agil manning the counter.
"Kirito-is that you?! Klein, I didn't expect you to come as well. Come in, come in-have something to drink, first one is on the house."
Though he was wheeling around in a wheelchair and thinner, Agil was as Imposing and big as ever, And seemed overjoyed at their presence.
Klein took a beer-he was about to reach for an expensive brand, only to stop and take the more common, cheap one-under the glare of Agil. Kirito asked for tea.
"I'm glad the Email address was accurate, Kirito and I would have contacted Fuurinkazan too, later, if I knew how."
"I'm surprised you managed to find me, Agil-how did you know the contact info, and what did you want to tell me? Kirito wondered.
"That's thanks to Argo-remember her? She found me, and wanted me to contact you, did you, but she supposed to be here soon, so she can tell you herself."
Just as he uttered those words, someone else entered- though it was not the Information Broker Kazuto expected to appear, after waiting for the perfect time to make an entrance.
The familiar face of the leader of the biggest guild in Aincred greeted them, followed by his second in command.
"I hope we aren't late", Thinker said, "An Info Broker that had a reputation in SAO contacted and asked us to come here."
As the two set, joining the table of the two clearers, Yulier started the conversation with a smile.
"So how are you, Kirito-kun?" his response was a tightening of his fist and a tight "Fine".
She dropped the subject (and the smile).
Soon the former axe wielding Tank excused himself, claiming to need to go to the back of the café for a moment, and asking Kirito to keep an eye on the front. A few moments later, laid back Klein put his drink down, and tensed, as if preparing for a fight, in a way that hinted on a powerful muscular build under the loose, baggy clothes, his eyes suddenly focusing on the direction Agil just disappeared to.
A European man, clean shaven and wearing a tuxedo business suit with a black tie, entered from that direction, and after a look at the gathered SAO survivors, went to the other occupied tables, and at each one he looked at the seated occupants, and said talked with them a bit, after which, they would pull their cellphones, and turn them off.
At the last table, where a single man sat, the man just stood up, and after some parting words, a quiet reply that Kazuto was too far to hear, stood up and left.
The man than took the seat of the one that just left, and sat comfortably, as if waiting for something.
It was only than that Kirito noticed that Ryotaro held the metal handles of his chair with enough strength that they bent slightly. Such an act was likely to require quite a great deal of force, and seemed somewhat inhuman. And was it just him, or did Klein just Growl?
Kirito shook his head to get rid of the strange thoughts, and when he resumed his gaze towards the back, a short figure was approaching them.
Only to stop, and seemingly take a second look at the leader of Fuurinkazan. After which she approached them slowly, with her hands at her sides, as if coming near an angry dog.
When she finally got to the table and sat at the closest to her spot, which coincidently happened to be with the Black Swordsman between her and the Red Samurai, Kazuto could have sworn he heard the sound of grinding teeth from the direction of his recently stalkerish friend and fellow clearer.
The hooded newcomer removed the hood to reveal a face, which was though very pale, also familiar.
"Hello, Kii-bou, could you ask your friend to calm a bit? I have premium info about Aa-chan, and I won't even ask a single Col for it." The voice still carried her usual cheer.
Alarmed at the hate filled look he now saw his normaly calm and joking friend Klein directing towards whom was now obviously Argo (though she lacked the whiskers, and was pale, as well as black haired), he addressed his friend, whose behavior seemed to unsettle Thinker and Yulier as well.
"Klein! This is Argo-the info broker who helped me in SAO-the one who wrote 'Argo's guides' that helped everybody! Please calm down." This strange new Klein unsettled him, and he looked on nervously, scared, his instincts at overdrive, as his friend kept looking between him and Argo, before losing the rage filled look, taking a few deep breaths, and responded with his usual bravado.
"Sorry Bro, Thinker-san, Yulier-san." With a shrug and a smile, as if nothing happened.
Though Kazuto thought that he heard a harsh whisper from his friend "I'm watching you' towards Argo. The later showed that she heard it too, by a tiny nod of her head, and a glance to the far side of the room-where Kirito turned to see the westerner from before return his hand to the table, from what he guessed was a weapon of some kind.
"I think I can guess the direction of the conversation", Thinker suddenly said in his calming voice.
After a moment the leader of the ALF spoke again.
"Is it just me, or does anyone else sees Aura like lights too?"
Surprisingly, all four of the other occupants of the table looked at each other.
Kirito was just more confused.
Than Argo looked at him, and suggested that he go wash his face, in the bathroom at the back.
He did so.