Sword Arts Online: Darkness

Third person POV

 Shortly thereafter, Shuto stood up and said to Roxas, "Well, I'm gonna go now. You may unpack and rest up."

 "Yes, thanks, man," Roxas replied back positively and gratefully.

With that, Shuto left the room, and Roxas began to unpack his stuff to settle down in his room.

 Later after that, Roxas went downstairs upon being called by Shuto and Minato for lunch. His friends haven't eaten any lunch since past 12 o'clock. The reason why is unknown. So, the four of them are now at the dining table eating a nice meal for lunch. Shuto had cooked some Japanese omelets and steamed rice. Roxas liked his cooking. "Mm! So good!"

 "Good, isn't it?" Shuto asked him positively.

Roxas then looked at him. "Yes, it was. Thank you."

 "Yeah, Shuto-kun's cooking is the best!" Minato enthusiastically replied back.

 After lunch, Roxas rested up a bit in his room, before going out in Tokyo to explore. Luckily, his new housemates offered him a tour of the neighborhood, plus some places they knew before. Roxas accepted it, knowing that he would be guided by them. So, the four of them went out within Kanagawa Ward. They looked at places, bought some cheap stuff at 100-yen stores, and such and such.

 But then, while going back to their shared house at 4:44 p.m., Roxas realized something: he might not have a student visa in order for him to study here in Japan legally. Since he had gone to Japan the day after he had received the letter of offer, Roxas realized that he might have entered Japan without a visa. So, the young foreigner opened his messenger bag, grabbed his phone, and quickly wrote an email to the school about his possible visa application.

 Later, in his room, Roxas was waiting anxiously for the reply email from his school. As he waited, he remembered the time he went through immigration back at Narita's international airport without a hitch, before beginning to overthink about the possibility of slipping through it without undergoing the correct procedures. But then, his anxieties were interrupted when he, finally, received the email from his school. So, Roxas clicked on it and read its contents.

It said:

"Dear Roxas Nietes,

 We would like to inform you that your student visa application for your high school study in this school has already been taken care by our faculty staff. It was included in the letter of offer we sent to you a few days ago. We had the letter of offer, so check if you have the student visa application papers.

Furthermore, we have done research on your identity and background, so it should be in your student visa papers inside that envelope.

 - Sincerely yours,

 The Headmaster"

After reading the entire thing, Roxas was relieved that he didn't break any immigration laws here in Japan.

To prove that, he put his phone down and checked the envelope of the school's letter of offer on his desk; and after some finding, he finally found the papers for his student visa. "Finally!"

He then read it, seeing that the information about his identity and background was accurate and complete, as well as the visa documents being 2 papers long.

After that, Roxas let out a big sigh of relief, before putting the papers back into the envelope and putting the envelope in his drawer.

He decided to buy a few folders tomorrow morning to store his important documents and papers.

 And so, tomorrow morning came, and after breakfast, Roxas dressed in his traveling clothes and went down to a stationery store near the station. There he picked 5 cream-colored, cardboard, A4-sized folders and bought them for 200 yen each. After that, Roxas returned home and used 2 of them to store his important documents like his student visa papers.

 After that, Roxas stored them in his drawer and went to his desk to do some writing work on his laptop. Luckily, each shared house owned by the school had Wi-Fi access with one password. So, after writing a draft of his latest chapter for one of his stories, he used the password, which was written on the plastic keychain of his room key, and managed to connect to the internet. So, the young student-writer copypasted his entire draft of a chapter into the writing draft of a writing platform where he was an active user and did some edits and corrections using an external grammar extension for his internet web. After that, Roxas published the finished chapter product, updating his story.

 The rest of the Sunday was spent preparing for tomorrow's classes, doing stuff and hanging out with his housemates, who were really bored this Sunday. The four of them played board games and draw stuff with their drawing skills. Koyuki was far the greatest in their sketching skills, while Minato had the worst drawing skills ever. Roxas was somewhere in the middle.

 Meanwhile, in the gaming world of Sword Arts Online, Anko found himself weakened to the ground by a very strong player, who was controlled by the creator of the game. Then, that player stabbed him in the heart, ending Anko's life. Now, before breathing his last breath, Anko hoped that someone would find his message of help in the space of the internet. Then, the young player died, both in the game and in real life. But who will find his message?