Chapter 343: Celebration Banquet, The Oppression of the Main Wife
Five minutes later, Utsunomiya Asagiri voluntarily severed the connection, or in other words, he logged out.
"How was it?"
Seeing the expectation in Kayaba Akihiko's eyes, Utsunomiya Asagiri nodded, not stingy with his praise.
"You really are the greatest scientific genius in this world. The version of me you simulated had the same physical abilities and powers as the real me from that period."
Hearing Utsunomiya Asagiri's praise, Kayaba Akihiko did not react with overwhelming joy. Instead, he nodded calmly and immediately asked,
"What about the fighting style and decision making ability at critical moments in battle?"
"Average."
Utsunomiya Asagiri accepted the ice cold Coca-Cola Miwa Ashikaga handed him, a smile appearing on his handsome face.
"With all abilities and stats exactly the same, it only took me five minutes to kill him. If you count the Pointer Reversal and Sacrifice ability, I suppose that means I killed him three times."
Kayaba Akihiko muttered to himself after hearing this.
"Can the difference in battle IQ really create such a large gap? This problem is difficult to overcome..."
In Kayaba Akihiko's view, recreating abilities and physical stats was easy. It was nothing more than inputting lines of code and values. Utsunomiya Asagiri's Persona ability was a little special, but even that only required setting up a few more corresponding templates.
But battle IQ and fighting style?
Those were extremely difficult to recreate through NERvGear.
On one hand, Kayaba Akihiko himself was not a Player, so he did not know how to approach aspects that could not be directly quantified with numbers. On the other hand, the NERvGear he had developed so far could only be called a 100 percent fidelity simulator.
If he wanted to imitate a Player's fighting style and battle IQ, that would already fall into the field of AI, or artificial intelligence.
"It's fine. That isn't necessary."
Utsunomiya Asagiri reached out, patted Kayaba Akihiko on the shoulder, and said with a smile,
"Instead of thinking about how to imitate a Player's fighting style and decision making ability, I think it would be better for you to design intelligent monsters yourself. After all, a Player's greatest enemy is the danger inside Dungeons, not PVP between Players."
"Hmm, I understand."
Kayaba Akihiko nodded, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, and said,
"Miwa Ashikaga has already told me about all the enemies that appeared during yesterday's Dead Realm descent. Since I didn't see them with my own eyes and lack firsthand data, there may be deviations in the settings. But since the goal is to hone Players, I will try to design them to be stronger. During the testing phase, I'll let your group use them first. Oh right, the data for you, Yuuki-san, and Kato Megumi all need to be updated. Just tell Miwa Ashikaga, and I will add it to the database."
Fujiwara Chika couldn't help asking curiously,
"Add it to the database? Wouldn't there be a risk of it being stolen?"
"Absolutely impossible."
Kayaba Akihiko waved his hand, his tone flat.
"The data input for each person requires verification through their own brainwaves and pupil recognition. Even as the developer of the NERvGear, I only have input permissions. Without the person concerned unlocking it, I have no viewing permissions. With the technology in this world, no one can crack it. Of course, if supernatural powers are involved, that would be another matter. However, I have also set up an emergency program. If the database is accessed without me unlocking it in advance, it will automatically destroy itself. Therefore, the risk of data leakage is extremely small."
"Is that so..."
Fujiwara Chika nodded as if she understood, then scratched her head and laughed brightly.
"I don't really get it... but in short, it sounds amazing."
"I don't understand either."
Miwa Ashikaga looked at Fujiwara Chika standing there, said this meaningfully, then turned her gaze toward Utsunomiya Asagiri, clearly implying something.
"Don't go ruining the Player faction you worked so hard to build."
"Ruin? That is the vulgar phrasing of a middle aged aunt."
Utsunomiya Asagiri shook his head and said righteously,
"I am a pure love warrior."
...
Two mornings later, at Utsunomiya Asagiri's home.
"Megumi, take this dish outside."
"Okay."
"Oh right, and the seasoning too. Take that out as well."
Utsunomiya Asagiri glanced toward the kitchen and saw Kato Megumi and Yuuki Asuna busily arranging the dining table.
This scene was not anything worth being surprised about.
The key was...
He looked at Fujiwara Chika, Kaguya Shinomiya, and Hayasaka Ai sitting opposite him, as well as Yamauchi Sakura, who was chatting enthusiastically with Fujiwara Chika as if they were old friends despite having only just met. Then he looked at Iwanaga Kotoko on the sofa on the other side, angrily pointing at Sakurakawa Rikka, who remained dignified and elegant as though she did not care about being glared at.
He could not help but complain.
"Is this right? Why has everyone run to my house?"
"Ashikaga-sensei said this is a team building activity after the battle ended~"
Yamauchi Sakura said this with a natural and generous smile.
"She said we are all top combatants of the Ashikaga Budo Association and are around the same age, so we should get together more often when we're free and build our relationships. Only then can we forge bonds of mutual trust."
"Bo... bonds!?"
Seeing Iwanaga Kotoko's gritted teeth expression, Yamauchi Sakura looked puzzled and nodded.
"Yeah, bonds. What's wrong?"
No wonder Kotoko was triggered.
Mainly because the word "bonds," thanks to certain things Utsunomiya Asagiri had said in the past, had already taken on a completely different meaning in her heart, as well as in the hearts of Yuuki Asuna and Kato Megumi.
To Iwanaga Kotoko, Yamauchi Sakura talking about building bonds sounded like a blatant declaration of intent to NTR her.
And moreover...
One, two, three, four, five...
She was going to be NTRed five times!
Five times!!!
Being NTRed by Yamauchi Sakura was one thing. After all, they were teammates.
As for Kaguya Shinomiya, Fujiwara Chika, and Hayasaka Ai, she could barely tolerate those three too. They were classmates, and she had known them for so long.
But...
Iwanaga Kotoko glared at Sakurakawa Rikka, not hiding her disgust at all.
"What on earth did you come here for!?"
Sakurakawa Rikka's expression remained unchanged. She only pursed her lips and smiled.
"What? Am I not allowed to come?"
"Of course you aren't!"
"Is that so?"
Sakurakawa Rikka's lips curved slightly. She rested her chin on one hand and stared with interest at Iwanaga Kotoko, who was glaring fiercely at her, before saying in a soft, smiling tone,
"But I have already died for Utsunomiya Asagiri so many times. Surely I have the right to come and share a meal, don't you think?"
"Uh..."
Although Iwanaga Kotoko's personality was quite abstract, faced with Sakurakawa Rikka's words, she did not know how to refute them for a moment.
After all, Sakurakawa Rikka had indeed helped a great deal during the Dead Realm descent incident a few days ago. When Utsunomiya Asagiri fought Walrider, if Sakurakawa Rikka had not taken damage for him, even though he might not have been in danger, Utsunomiya Asagiri's condition would definitely have been depleted. When the three Blacklight Virus infected individuals appeared afterward, the outcome would have been hard to predict.
Sakurakawa Rikka was someone who had truly died for Utsunomiya Asagiri. Although it was the effect of her exclusive ability, she had indeed died for Utsunomiya Asagiri.
"Alright, it's just a meal. Are you two putting on a cheesy harem drama for me?"
Utsunomiya Asagiri interrupted the confrontation between Iwanaga Kotoko and Sakurakawa Rikka, then looked at the slightly crowded living room with a thoughtful expression.
Should he move to a bigger house?
"Oh right, Vice President."
Kaguya Shinomiya took out a black purple scimitar and several masks of different colors from her inventory, then placed the equipment on the table.
"This is the equipment Ashikaga-sensei collected. Didn't your mask break during the battle? We are going to participate in the competition for control of Tokyo tomorrow, so these are the masks prepared for everyone. And this, Ashikaga-sensei thought it was a weapon that would suit Kato Megumi very well."
Utsunomiya Asagiri picked up a mask from the table and examined it. Through the information that popped up from the Eye Icon APP, he saw that these masks were only blue quality equipment. Aside from being sturdier than masks made from ordinary materials, they could only freely change colors.
They were far inferior to the Ever Changing Mask, which could enhance his special profession passive by changing patterns.
However, during the battle with the Blacklight Virus infected individuals, the Ever Changing Mask had been badly damaged because it was not sturdy enough. And unlike the hunters windbreaker, this piece of equipment did not possess the special property of being connected to Utsunomiya Asagiri himself and automatically repairing whenever his injuries healed. It could no longer be used.
As for the black purple scimitar, it was a purple quality weapon.
[Crescent Scimitar (Purple Quality, Fine): A melee weapon forged from material imbued with Cursed power, appearing and disappearing like moonlight hidden behind clouds. It carries mysterious magical power. When attacking, the user can consume a small amount of mental energy to make the Crescent Scimitar enter an invisible state, producing no sound or reflection.]
During the Dead Realm descent a few days ago, Players obtained many supplies, such as equipment and items. Unlike after clearing a Dungeon, the effects of these items and equipment did not necessarily match the Players who obtained them. This led to the situation Utsunomiya Asagiri had mentioned long ago.
Players trading with one another.
"Stop chatting. Let's eat."
"Woohoo! Time to eat, time to eat~"
Seeing Iwanaga Kotoko cheerfully run to the table and eagerly pick up her chopsticks, Yuuki Asuna reached out and tapped the back of her hand.
"Go wash your hands before eating."
"Tch..."
Iwanaga Kotoko made a hissing sound like a kitten, but obediently did as Yuuki Asuna said.
"Shogayaki nabe..."
Utsunomiya Asagiri looked at the shogayaki nabe, which was filled with all kinds of ingredients. Even the broth had been prepared personally by Yuuki Asuna, and it emitted a rich, fragrant aroma.
He looked up at Yuuki Asuna and said,
"Thank you for your hard work."
Yuuki Asuna untied her long flaxen hair, took off her apron, and smiled gently.
"What's hard about this? After all, it counts as a celebration banquet. Everyone gathering together and eating like this feels very warm."
Looking at Yuuki Asuna's gentle, graceful appearance, like a virtuous wife and good mother, Yamauchi Sakura, Fujiwara Chika, Kaguya Shinomiya, Hayasaka Ai, and Sakurakawa Rikka, who were sitting on the sofa, all had the same thought.
Yuuki Asuna... was simply an impeccable, perfect girlfriend.
Could this be...
The oppression of the main wife?
.....
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