Continuation of the Dream in Another World

I had a dream. In the darkness of darkness. The baby's crying, the dry sound of hitting something, something falling down.

Screams, screams, screams, screams, and "Tasket" and... someone's thoughts came flowing... and the dream was broken...

"Zhu Ju!!

I woke up happily to Assam's voice. I'm sick of my pulse. Was that a dream?

"Zhu Zhu"

"Ah, Sam?

"I was bluffing. What's the matter with you?

There was a worried face. You can stroke your head slowly. I repeat it over and over again, and my heart is filled with the warmth.

"I dreamed."

"Dream?"

For both of us, dreams are special. Besides, that dream is not a dream. It feels like reality.

"I don't know how to say this, but I was told to help."

Wake up slowly. Assam supported me.

"To whom?

"I don't know. The baby's crying and the sound of something slapping. I heard a fall. It's dark, and my will is to help me. A terrible dream."

I knew that I was crying at the potato potato and the shizukushi that fell into my hands. I was scared. I couldn't bear the swelling fear of my own fear and that of someone else's thoughts.

"I'm by your side. Sleep again."

She was hugged and scratched. Assam cast the magic of sleep on a sleepy day. But he screams and jumps before he goes to sleep. Repeating nightmares.

From that day on, Zhu Zhu was unable to sleep.