Am I the only one streaming Sword Art Online on the entire internet?

He is indeed a professional writer, but I don't think he's quite at the level of a great writer. Of course, it could also be a reference to Feng Bujue... I'm getting off-topic. Since I'm the one writing this chapter, let's start from that night's party.

As mentioned before, Agil claimed to have a surprise and then sent Yuna and me out. Before leaving, I glanced back and saw that the person at the front looked like Xing Hongxian, but I wasn't quite sure.

Yuna wore a pretty dress today, though nothing particularly special—just a white off-the-shoulder dress with light green floral patterns. But I've always thought she looks stunning in those simple, forest-inspired dresses; after all, that's what Yuna wore when we first met.

By the way, I have to complain about that weird analogy in chapter 182... What the hell is that burette? Did you go crazy from studying chemistry or did I go crazy from studying chemistry?

And let me reiterate firmly: I have never worn women's clothing. All descriptions of me in women's clothing in this book are purely my junior Li Muxin's imagination, including that extra chapter. I didn't even try on the clothes when I bought them for Yuna; it's true that the sales assistant mistook me for a girl. Furthermore, my relationship with Yuna has always been one where I've been the one initiating contact; there's never been any "turnaround" or anything like that.

"Arashi still looks adorable like this."

I opened my eyes and saw Yuna lying on top of me, gently blowing on my neck. I do have a few sensitive spots, and my neck is one of them. My legs went a little weak; with Yuna teasing me like that, I was definitely losing my balance. She gently wrapped her arms around my waist, and her movements became more intense, but I still had no ability to resist.

Okay, I admit I can be passive sometimes, rua.

"Stop messing around, Yuna. We just need to wander around outside a bit and then go back to find Agil... Don't do this! You'll make him eat rice~..."

(When Mo was recreating the scene that day, he didn't omit anything out of the principle of authenticity. Then he felt he was a bit embarrassed at the time and couldn't continue writing, so he gave this part of the manuscript to me. In fact, Mo won't do anything too outrageous to me, because he's currently in Tokyo, while I'm in Harbin, far away from the authorities. I just need to go to Tokyo to officiate at a professional match in a while. Am I panicking? I'm not panicking at all. —Author's note)

Mo Yulan was flustered by You Na's unusually proactive behavior on the street, and her face turned bright red, like a boiled shrimp.

"Lan is so cute!" Yuna was in high spirits, but she quickly realized that they were on the street and she should save face for her boyfriend. So she reluctantly got off him, walked to his side, and held his left hand. "By the way, what kind of surprise do you think Mr. Andrew will prepare?"

"Most of the time it'll just be some celebratory cannons, cheers, and special background music when we go in. Not everyone is like me, where the surprise I prepare for you is different every time." Mo Yulan said this with obvious pride. You Na didn't say anything more, just snuggled up to Mo Yulan and followed him on this strange pre-dinner walk.

By the time the two returned, exactly half an hour had passed. The shop, which had been occupied, was now completely dark, with a sign outside saying "Closed Today."

"Open the Gay!" Mo Yulan said strangely, and pushed the door open in one breath. Immediately afterwards, a lot of cheers, clapping and whistling sounded along with the "clang" of the bell when the door was opened.

When Mo Yulan left, there were only the four of them and Agil in the shop, but now it's packed with people. A loudspeaker is blasting background music at an alarming volume—it's the song that appears most frequently in the boss battle, "Light your sword," which Mo Yulan once gave a hardcore translation: "Bright Sword."

The cups in everyone's hands in the store were gleaming with liquid, creating a lively atmosphere.

"I thought the surprise you were talking about was giving me 1.8 million in three days... What a surprise!" Although Mo Yulan was mentally prepared for this scenario, she was still genuinely startled.

“I think if you took your wife out of town, eating hotpot and singing karaoke, and suddenly got robbed by bandits, the bandits would be the ones who suffer,” Agil said, forcibly dragging Mo Yulan and You Na to a small stage at the far end of the shop. The shop door slammed shut with a “p.ang,” the background music stopped, and all the lights were turned on, illuminating Mo Yulan and You Na standing in the center of the stage.

"Sorinmarkov, congratulations on completely conquering SAO!"

Everyone said this in unison, followed by a continuous burst of cannon salutes and clapping. Mo Yulan stood still and cleared her throat lightly.

"Ahem... You all really give me face, I'm very happy. It's all thanks to your kindness in allowing me to stand on this stage today and say a few words to entertain me..."

"Lan, be normal, this isn't Deyun Club." You Na whispered a reminder from behind him, and then Mo Yulan's demeanor returned to normal, and he talked about some more conventional things.

"This was a disaster, but also a memory. I thank my comrades who fought alongside me, and I have the utmost respect for all of you who have persevered in the fight. Now it's time for us to celebrate, cheers!"

He concluded with that remark, then downed his glass of vodka in one gulp, a slight flush rising to his otherwise pale face. After the toasts, everyone gave brief self-introductions, followed by the arrival of several enormous pizzas specially prepared by Agil, and the banquet descended into pure revelry.

After receiving somewhat rough blessings from all the male participants and overly intimate blessings from the female participants, Mo Yulan staggered to the counter, along with You Na, who had been standing beside him watching the spectacle. Of course, he had been toasted with almost a pound of vodka along the way, so it wasn't a big deal for him, but You Na looked worried.

"How does it feel to be a teacher, Guild Master?" The last guy to appear when Mo Yulan was recruiting members for the guild—the broadsword-wielding Lu Fei'er—walked over, sat down to Mo Yulan's left, and called out to Agil, "Agil, get me a glass of pure bourbon."

"Looking back now, high school chemistry seems really easy. That's all I can say." Mo Yulan raised her glass and gestured towards Lu Fei'er. "You're still in college, aren't you? Isn't skipping classes a good thing?"

“I don’t have class today. It’s a simple matter. Besides, it’s such a big occasion, it’s not like anyone can skip class or something.” Lu Fei’er seemed unconcerned, then clinked his glass with Mo Yulan’s. “A toast to you, President.”

"Lan, drink less." You Na stopped Mo Yu Lan's glass, her tone leaving no room for argument. "You've already drunk a lot today."

“It’s nothing to you Japanese. I’m someone who lives in Siberia and grew up listening to Katyusha, why would I be afraid of such a small amount of alcohol… Yuna, I was wrong.” Mo Yulan was initially quite assertive, but seeing Yuna’s expression gradually turn dangerous, he quickly changed his tune and said weakly, “Agil, do you have any black tea? Pour me a cup.”

Lu Fei'er and Aijir, who were standing nearby, watched the interaction between the two and simultaneously cast pitying glances at Mo Yulan.

Seeing their reactions, Mo Yulan could only shake his head helplessly, then slumped onto the table, feeling utterly bored. Not being able to continue drinking at such a party was indeed a bit cruel for him.

"You guys are going to continue the second half of this gathering in ALO, right? Then I won't be going." He glanced at his schedule and said, "I have something important to do tonight."

"A proposal?" Agil's gaze towards Mo Yulan became quite subtle once again. He then nodded and watched Mo Yulan stand up. "Let's get together again next time. Staying here without drinking... is indeed quite boring."

"Then I'll leave. See you later. I'll find someone who hasn't been drinking to drive my car back."

He had originally wanted Kirito to drive him home, but seeing Kirito having so much fun among a group of girls, led by Asuna, he gave up on that idea. Since Yuna didn't have a driver's license, he had no choice but to ask Agil for help.

In the end, Mo Yulan chose the tram, an economical mode of transportation. He did remember that he had prepared a surprise for Youna, but that surprise would have to wait until tonight. His current residence was an office building near Dongda University, on the thirteenth floor. Although it seemed a bit unlucky, Mo Yulan didn't believe in such things.

He took Youna to the top floor in the elevator. The top floor had a rather special open-air observation deck that residents could come up to. At this moment, the two of them were lying on a large lounge chair, just like on the sixth floor. To be precise, Mo Yulan was cushioning the chair underneath him, while Youna was sitting on his lap.

"Remember the last time we sat on the rooftop like this, looking at the stars? I said I'd take you all over the world." Mo Yulan looked at the starry sky and suddenly felt a little sentimental. "Do you know what special thing will happen tonight?"

"I don't know and I don't want to know. Since you say it's a surprise for me, Lan, then I'll just wait patiently and look forward to it." You Na smiled, curiously following Mo Yu Lan as she looked up at the sky. Suddenly, she saw a shooting star streaking across the sky and excitedly tugged at his sleeve, "Look! There's a shooting star! Should we make a wish?"

"We'll talk about it later, there's plenty. Move aside for a bit." Mo Yulan said calmly, then reached into her inside jacket pocket to check if the square box was still there. "It'll be fine in a little while, just a little while longer..."

Hearing Mo Yulan's inexplicable words, You Na became even more curious about the scene that was about to appear. Then, in the next moment, she saw the scene she had always dreamed of, the vow that had always accompanied the two of them.

"It's not cherry blossom season, so it's a bit of a shame, but we'll have to make do." Mo Yulan said casually as she stood up from the recliner, gazing up at the star shower that streaked across half the night sky, leaving obvious stardust trails. Suddenly, she turned around, took out a small jewelry box from the inside pocket of her jacket, and knelt down in front of You Na.

"I guess I still can't come up with any fancy lines, but I guess I don't really need to. Will you marry me, Yuna?"

"Actually, I wanted to say I want to marry you, Lan... I'm not kidding, I say yes~"

213. Interlude (Part Two) (Part 1)

"The flower of hope ~ connects us on a bond ~"

The familiar alarm clock rang, and after tossing and turning in bed for two weeks, I sprang out of bed, grabbed my phone from the bedside table to turn off the alarm, and then checked my schedule for the day. I need to fly to Tokyo today; officiating this professional match is very important to me, and it's also been a while since I've seen my senior.

Everything I needed to bring was already packed in my suitcase, and my passport and plane ticket were already on my person. After washing up and getting dressed, I opened the author backend for Hedgehog Cat on my computer, sent a notification that today's update would be delayed, and then my phone, which was lying to the side, suddenly lit up.

"Brother Liu... um, I'll be right down." I put the Bluetooth headset hanging around my neck on my head, then pushed open the door and went out. It's actually quite hot in both Harbin and Tokyo this season, but there's nothing we can do about it. Brother Liu has been quite free lately, since there haven't been any major events requiring his unit to be deployed. He only needs to manage the card shop, so he finally has time to take me to the airport.

"Actually, I've always been quite curious about you. You know so much, yet no one has ever tried to silence you, and you've even managed to write a novel."

Liu Ziyang sat in the driver's seat, stared at me for a long time, and then suddenly sighed softly.

"I'm just a witness to human history, always have been. I have no intention of getting involved in conflicts, I just silently record them, so the source of those conflicts will never come back to me." I said mysteriously, and then took out a Magic: The Gathering rulebook and started reviewing it. "Speaking of which, Senior Mo showed me his deck list a couple of days ago. It's very high-tech, and it looks like the kind of deck that gets overwhelmed by aggro decks in four or five turns."

"You sound like someone important. Anyway, I don't care about the details." Brother Liu sighed, seemingly not wanting to be distracted while driving. After chatting for a bit, he stopped the car. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt the car stop, and when I looked up, I realized we were already in front of the airport.

"Little Li, take it easy, or Xiao Mo might get so excited he'll hang you on a tree."

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay?" I replied jokingly, waved my hand, and walked into the airport with my suitcase.

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"Lan, you're up really early today."

Yuna lay on her side next to Mo Yulan, smiling as she looked at his sleeping face. She was surprised to find that he had suddenly opened his eyes.

"I'm just picking up a friend today, going to the airport. Come with me in a bit," Mo Yulan whispered in You Na's ear, snuggling forward to hug her.

"Is she Lan's friend? Or just Lan's friend?" Yuna joked with Mo Yulan again. "It seems like you two are quite close. Is she a girl?"

"No...it's a man, my junior...please, please don't..." Mo Yulan was about to explain seriously, but You Na wasn't going to listen seriously at all. She gently lowered her head to the side of Mo Yulan's neck, her tongue lightly licking it, while observing his neck gradually turning from its original snow-white color to crimson.

"Oh~ he's a junior who's close to Lan~" Seeing Mo Yulan's adorable reaction, Yuuna intensified her actions, and soon she was satisfied to see Mo Yulan curled up in a ball hugging the blanket. Only then did she smile and get out of bed, "Lan is still very cute today~"

“I’m thinking about when I can finally make up my mind to get out of this embarrassing situation. At the very least, I can ask my junior to remove this part of the description…” Mo Yulan shook her head, struggled to get out of bed, and dressed herself with You Na’s help. “Oh right, I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before. My junior has been recording our story on a website called Hedgehog Cat. The book is called ‘Am I the only one on the entire internet broadcasting Sword Art Online?’”

"Oh? But there must be some confidential information, right? Can you really write that?" You Na suddenly became curious after hearing what Mo Yulan said and asked.

"According to him, even if he wrote it down directly, no one would believe it actually happened in the world. You'll see when you meet him. Let's go to the airport first."

After washing up again, he woke up Aivixin, who was still sleeping next door. Aivixin had indeed become a well-behaved child after returning home, but Mo Yulan always had a feeling that his little angel was gradually moving towards becoming a homebody. Recently, she not only went out less often, but also seemed to be researching things she didn't want him to see.

(I know this; the little angel drew some Kirito x Senpai fan art on Pixiv, and it looks pretty cool — author's note)

"Avixin, what have you been watching lately? Can you tell Daddy?" Mo Yulan still hadn't given up on trying to find out more. However, Aivixin, sitting in the back seat, just smiled guiltily and stammered when she answered.

"It's just that... well, girls like Ivy Xin's age need some privacy, right..."

After receiving this answer, Mo Yulan didn't press the matter further and continued driving. He wasn't driving very fast, but more than an hour later, he still parked the car in the underground parking lot exactly twenty minutes after the international flight arrived in Tokyo, and then led Youna and Aiweixin upstairs.

"I'm suddenly a little curious, what does your junior do? Is he a full-time writer?"

Yuna asked this, unaware that I had already walked behind her and her senior. I patted Mo Yulan on the shoulder and then appeared to Yuna's right.

“I’m an artist. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Yuna.” I took off my hat and bowed slightly. Then I saw Mo Yulan draw his gun the moment he saw me. I was startled. “Damn it, senior, I was wrong. Put down the gun and let’s talk this out.”

"I have a more serious question. Could you write about me in a way that's a little less... embarrassing?" Mo Yulan put the Moroccan hand cannon back into her inner pocket, her tone softening considerably. "I think that shouldn't be too difficult for you."

"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not, it's that I simply can't do it. My race is the same as Miss Yuna's; to be precise, I am a pure-blooded Isu. And my only purpose in this world is to witness and record human history. So when I describe something that has already happened, I can only record the situation completely at the time, and I can't modify its content. Even now that I've switched from writing history books to writing novels, it's no exception."

"...I understand. But that still doesn't change my thought of hitting you."

I noticed that Mo Yulan's expression seemed to have turned dangerous, but I didn't pay any attention. I jumped forward one step and then jumped back one step, reciting Fang Tangjing's famous line.

"I jumped out, then I jumped back in, so what? Hit me!"

Mo Yulan didn't say anything, just smiled, and then I regretted my provocative behavior.

“If I remember correctly, you don’t modify the content when describing what has already happened… right?” He clenched his fist, then glanced at the little angel beside him. “Come on, Ivy, come and beat him up. I’ve never heard such a strange request before.”

214. Interlude (Part 2) (Middle)

Indeed, as someone tasked with observing and recording human history, I cannot alter what actually happened. Yes, I was indeed hit. (Ouch, that hit from the little angel hurt so much... *sobs*)

However, I can omit the details of the beating; that is, I don't have to write about the specific process. After all, you can't force an author to write about being beaten up, can you? Let's be reasonable.

Actually, I asked my senior to pick me up because I'd never been to Tokyo before and was unfamiliar with the place. Compared to a seasoned veteran like him, I was definitely no match. After he took me to a hotel near the professional competition venue, he took Ms. Yuna and the little angel out for what seemed like a picnic, since they were on vacation.

The truly crucial moment actually occurs on the day of the Pro Tournament, or rather, on the third day. This Pro Tournament uses the Plas format—a modern format originating from the Caladesh tournament. According to Wizards of the Coast, starting with the quarterfinals' highlight table, this tournament will employ a unique viewing method, however, this method is currently being kept secret.

Incidentally, during this holiday, Mo Yulan took some time to teach Youna and Ivyxin the game Magic: The Gathering. However, he didn't consider this issue at the time: Ivyxin, as an artificial intelligence, was stronger than any professional player from the very beginning.

Specifically, this means that as long as she plays seriously, she can't possibly overlook anything that needs to be calculated. Furthermore, all her choices in a match are based on probability and big data, making operational errors extremely rare. Most importantly, unlike normal humans, artificial intelligence doesn't get tired of pure thinking.

This led to Mo Yulan successfully creating a professional card player in just one month. She participated in the last professional qualifying tournament at Agil's shop and won the championship, thus qualifying for the professional tournament with her father.

The senior's performance in the first two days was absolutely phenomenal. Apart from two wins and one loss in the first day's draft, he went on a winning streak for the remaining thirteen rounds, finishing with a 15-1-0 record. Little Angel, on the other hand, had a poor draft performance and narrowly lost to LSV in the fifteenth round after failing to see any lands in two consecutive rounds of scouting to level 5. Ultimately, he finished with a 12-4 record and failed to advance to the quarterfinals.

"My Lan is really amazing." You Na sat on the sofa, watching Mo Yu Lan busy in the kitchen, a genuine smile on her face. "Hey, Ai Wei Xin, how are you today?"

"Ivy Xin isn't having much luck, Mom." Ivy Xin lay on You Na's body, looking sullen. It seemed that the scheduling accident had left her feeling extremely frustrated. "The probability of this event is on the order of ten to the power of negative ten."

"It's okay, look on the bright side. Ivy can cheer for Daddy with Mommy tomorrow." Youna looked at Ivy, who seemed about to cry at any moment, with a touch of heartache. She gently stroked Ivy's back and soft silver hair, letting her rest her head against her chest. "Good girl, little Ivy is already very amazing."

“Honestly, I’ve never heard of anyone getting five cards in a row in almost ten years of playing cards. And we can basically rule out LSV’s luck; he’s not that kind of person.” Mo Yulan came out of the kitchen carrying two plates. Seeing You Na comforting Ai Weixin, she quickly put the plates on the table and joined in the comforting. “I couldn’t do anything if this happened to me. Besides, Ai Weixin will have plenty of opportunities in the future. Don’t worry about this. Come and eat. Here’s your favorite cashew diced meat.”

"I ordered cashew chicken..." Yuna subconsciously continued Mo Yulan's line, but just then, there was a knock on the door. She went to open the door and saw a young man in a delivery uniform standing there.