Kirigaya Suguha

Akasaka's world.

A certain kendo dojo.

A girl wearing a white kendo uniform, with shoulder-length black hair, continuously swung the wooden sword in her hands as she practiced kendo.

An old man sat nearby, smoking tobacco from his pipe and constantly instructing the girl before him.

That girl was none other than Kirigaya Suguha.

Her chest was exceptionally well-developed, far beyond what someone her age should have had.

Every time she swung her wooden sword, the two enormous watermelons on her chest would jiggle and bounce, remarkably elastic.

Kirigaya Suguha stopped swinging her sword and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

For this kind of training, she got up at four thirty every morning and practiced until six.

After breakfast, it was time for school.

After all, she was still only a first-year middle school student.

Note: "Kirigaya Suguha is two years younger than Kirito. How old was Kirito when he entered Aincrad? So you can probably guess Kirigaya Suguha's age.

For someone so young to have such an impressive chest was indeed quite astonishing.

After finishing breakfast, Kirigaya Suguha grabbed her black school bag and excitedly ran out of the house, ready to head to school. At the same time, she waved goodbye to her family.

"I'm off! Dad, Mom, Grandpa."

Kirigaya Suguha's parents and grandfather, who were still eating breakfast inside, all helplessly shook their heads and smiled.

Kirigaya Suguha's Mother in particular had just set the dishes on the dining table. Wearing a blue kitchen apron, she put her hands on her hips and sighed.

"This child is so reckless. She doesn't resemble me at all."

Kirigaya Suguha's father was reading the newspaper at the time. He lowered it and said to his wife, "She doesn't resemble me either. I'm not that reckless..."

The couple then simultaneously