Continuation of the Dream in Another World

"Well, here's the show. The best way to get used to pronunciation is to sing. This is the first song a teacher teaches every child who remembers words. Please listen first."

"Yes"

In reply, Raham sang slowly.

One Yama, One, Over Two Yama, Two, More, Three, Collect, Four, Call, Five, Connect, Six, Welcome, Seven, Strike, Yama, Eight, Spread Here, Nine, Stop, Ten Oaths, Gather in the Goddess of Men White, Spread the Black Judicial Proud Limit, Deliver the Song of Happiness Prayer, The Song of Happiness

For men, the high voice is soft and spins sound. Raham, who had finished singing, questioned the quiet room and looked at Zhu Zhu and solidified.

"Dear Zhu Zhuo, What's the matter with you? Does it hurt anywhere?

Raham shakes his head when he asks.

"Have you had this song for a long time?

"Eh, yeah. I think it was already there when the country was created."

I see.

The pronunciation is different, but it was made by the Japanese. Because only the Japanese can count this number.

In addition to myself, there were other people from different worlds, and I was happy that the Japanese were there. Raham was not particularly surprised to share it with me.

"Raham, aren't you surprised?

"You're not surprised? Yes, I'm not surprised. That said, there has always been the art of summoning people from other worlds."

There was magic, but it didn't seem to be accompanied by enough magic to make it happen. It is said that summoning is basically carried out by the magic of one person.

Aids such as fixing the field can be provided by others, but the magic of summoning from other worlds must be alone. I thought black might be Japanese black hair or eyes.

"So in this world, there are a lot of things left by people from other worlds. I've heard of royal names and my light blue hair."

So I figured out why I heard Assam's name in my first dream. Maybe the royal name came from a foreign country on Earth.

Raham's light blue hair was like other worlds, but it suited beautiful Raham without discomfort.

Now, let's sing.

"Yeah."

I practiced singing from there. The easier it was to speak, the more hasty it was and the more wrong words were, but still, with the help of the assistant, it was much easier to speak in two hours, and I felt a little resentful towards Assam.