Chaos Year 1, Day 215, 3:12 pm.

Tsuriyama Household, Gifu, Japan.

"Onii-chan, I'm coming in." 

Tsuriyama Riko, my 12 years old little sister, abruptly entered my room. Pausing the game on my computer, I swiveled my rolling chair to face her. 

She wore a yellow t-shirt of mine that I bought from Comicon a few years back. It had the sentence "I ♥ humanity" printed on the chest. It was quite large for her size, reaching till her knees.

"How many times did I tell you not to enter the room without knocking?" I asked, glaring at my rude sister.

She just rolled her eyes, completely disregarding my authority. Then she said, "Sora ojii-san came home today. He was looking for you. I tried calling but you never replied. Even the door was locked." 

While relaying the news, she skipped across the room, with her two-side-up dark brown hair flapping behind her. Nearing my PC desk, she jumped onto it and made herself comfortable. Then her gaze shifted toward my PC monitor.

"Ah!" She yelled out, dropping her jaw. "Did you just pass my best score? It took me months to get that score."

"Heh! You are 10 years too early to reach my gaming skill level." I taunted her with a smug face.

"Hmph!" Riko pouted, folding her arms.

Yep, 5 hours of mindless grinding, totally worth it. It was kind of fun, watching her getting ticked off.

Satisfied, I focused on the matter at hand. "So why was he looking for me? You didn't ask?"

"Yeah, I did. Well, he brought something home. What was the name again?  Ah right, VR Studio or something." She replied.

"Oh? Alright then, Let's check out this VR thingy first."

Trailing behind Riko, I left my room. Just as we took a left towards the living room, I caught a glimpse of an oval-shaped capsule. And right away, I recognized it.

"Ah, that is called VRSC, short for Virtual Reality Station Capsule, not VR studio.." I corrected my sister.

"You know about it?" Riko asked me, her big green eyes sparkling.

"I did a little research on it last year when Chaos got launched," I said with my eyes glued to the capsule.

Finally, it's here. A new beginning.

"Ah… the game that you were so obsessed with." Riko walked around the machine inspecting it and then tilted her head in confusion. "What's that got to do with this huge thing?"

"You play the game using this capsule. I'll show you later. Now..." I groaned while shoving the capsule forward with all my might, but failed to move it even an inch. "Help me with this!"

Damnit, I need to start going to the gym again. I stopped working out quite a while back. Sigh~ A small breath left my mouth, recalling an old memory.

After an enormous amount of struggle, we finally managed to drag the capsule into my room. It stood out like a sore thumb among the other furniture. It's like an oversized egg with a door lid on it. Did they lack designers or something? 

"You know how this thing works? I think ojii-san brought a manual book too, It should be somewhere in the livi…"

"I don't need it." I cut Riko short. "I know how it works."

I read the manual for the capsule many times before to feed my curiosity and thus knew almost everything about its operating system. 

I began working on it immediately. But Riko's constant staring and awkward dawdling started to annoy me, ruining my concentration. 

Turning back, I scowled at her. "Don't you have anything else to do, Riko? You don't play games anyway, so what are you hovering over here for?" 

"I want to watch the virtual thing too." She replied.

"It's not a TV. You enter into a different world." 

Ah, wrong words.  I intended to repel her but messed up instead.

"Eh, what do you mean by that? Wait…like Kirito?" Her eyes glittered, reaching climax excitement. For some reason, like every other girl from the series, Riko also worshipped that dumb annoying guy. She babbled on, "I wanna get into that other world too. You have to let me use it, please Onii-chan. I even helped you and all. I'm your only cute little sister, right? You will let me use it, won't you?" 

Considering her personality and excitement level, I could pretty much tell that this pestering would continue for hours. Rather than tolerating this until the end only to give in, I should just surrender early on.

Well, at least let's offer her some peace of mind.

"Okay, okay, I will. Now, get out. I can't concentrate with you here."

"Okaay, it's a promise." She spun around and hopped out of the room. 

Hey, when did I promise? Whatever, finally, I can work in peace.