Dream Life

Tria history 3013, July 9.

Today, I returned to my hometown of Rasmore.

And I see nostalgic faces, and I sincerely enjoy going home.

Zach Cartel - Me, Mel, Dan, Sharon - hasn't assembled in a long time, reported back to each other on recent developments, feared Mel and Dan, who are in dangerous training, and decided to put them out of my sight. And they both happily agreed to that.

I was relieved by that, but I realized I hadn't told you anything important yet.

Yes, the two girls who loved me, Mel and Sharon, didn't tell me how honest I felt.

(You still don't like these stories. But I can't postpone it...)

I stretched my spine just a little bit and spoke to the two of them with a serious look, "I'll change my story, okay?"

The three of them, including Dan in my expression, tilt their necks small and then nod immediately.

"I have something to say to Mel and Sharon. I realize you two think you like me..."

When I said that, they turned bright red and leaned over. Dan, who is even more concerned with Mel, is also letting his gaze wander.

I don't care how the three of us are, I'll keep talking.

"I like the two of you, too. But this is not romantic emotion..."

Mel raised his face to the words, and Sharon leaned even further.

"You remember when I said that my soul was about the same age as my uncle - my predecessor lord Govan Lockhart. For me, the two of them, no, the three of them are like grandchildren... hard to say, but I love them both. But it's not love."

Mel bites her lips and Sharon doesn't move with her face down.

"You know what I'm talking about. You two are mistaken because I'm a child. If I looked like my uncle or Walt - my squire head Walt Vassel - I probably wouldn't have sprouted feelings like I do now..."

When I said that much, Mel blocked my words.

"No! I'm... I'm talking about Master Zach... for a long time..."

"Oh, I know what you're trying to say, Mel. But he's a cute kid for me. So..."

Mel had a slightly vain eye,

"Is that Mr. Beatrice? Because Beatrice is here, I don't need her anymore..."

I still thought you cared, but I immediately denied the word.

"No! I do like Beatrice... this doesn't mean family. It means I have a preference as a woman. And, of course, Liddy..."

So Sharon looks at me slightly down.

"Mr. Beatrice, too, from Dear Zach and his predecessors, isn't he as old as a child..."

I shake my head to the side and deny it.

"Both Beatrice and Liddy are grown women. I'm an adult who can take responsibility for my actions."

Sharon started talking like a snack.

"Then, if we grow up... if Master Zach recognizes us as adult women, that's what we can look at..."

I'm stuck with answers.

(Sharon has a point. Including the future, if you ask me if I have zero possibilities, I'll have to say no. If it was my own child, I probably wouldn't feel that way, but I didn't have one. So when you ask me if I would ever see you as a “woman," I get cramped with answers...)

Mel's eyes glistened when I was silent.

"Not answering means that if both me and Sharon grow up, they might see us as women, right? Ok...... now you don't have to answer. Because I know I'm a child now!

Sharon nodded the same way.

"I'm still no match for Mr. Lydia or Mr. Beatrice at all. Not yet... but if I try harder too..."

Apparently my explanation ended in failure.

Mel doesn't tell me, she squeaks alone.

"If you can stand beside Master Zach enough... yes, you can't beat that guy. My place is only next to Master Zach. I don't want that guy to take it..."

(Now I feel like it's useless to say anything more. Maybe it's a cowardly way of thinking, but maybe we should wait for time to work it out... at least we should tell them right about Beatrice...)

"I'll say it again. As well as Liddy, I see Beatrice as a woman. I still don't know what I'm gonna do next, but at least I'm gonna tell her exactly how I feel."

It was a word I let go with determination, but neither Mel nor Sharon would respond very well. When I tried to say something, Mel started smiling and talking.

"Okay. But Mr. Lydia, anyway, didn't admit Mr. Beatrice. It may be strange for me to say, but beside Master Zach, I've decided to stand... so I'll ask Mr. Beatrice tomorrow if he's ready."

I was saddened that I didn't understand what a woman was.

(I'm only twelve, but you already think this far? I've heard women ripen earlier, but so far... I feel horrible tomorrow...)

That's all I said, Mel said, "Thank you for the souvenir. I'll have my mother rework it," she says, standing up.

Sharon and Dan stood up too, caught by it.

I was going to send them home and we left the mansion together.

After breaking up with Mel at the Marlon family, I headed over to the Jakes family next door.

Dan and Sharon said "good night," and I tried to get into the house, so I just called Dan off.

"Dan, I need to talk to you. Just a little bit, okay?

He looked a little strange but nodded quickly. We walked in the moonlight to a meadow where the hall was a hill grazing area.

The wind blowing through the hills was pretty cool and me and Dan sat in the right place.

It's a quiet place, just bugging voices all around.

"Hey, what do you think of Mel? No, you still like it, don't you?

I asked abruptly.

Dan blushes so clearly even in the moonlight that he is upset, "Uh... I..."

"Tell me the honesty. Like I said, I feel like Mel's father or my grandfather. But Mel thinks she loves me, no, in this case, you might say she's in love."

"Are you in love......?

I nod, "Yes," without looking at him.

"My love experience, including my old life, is no big deal. So I can't tell you how great it sounds, but those girls are old enough to admire love. I can mistake myself for being in love... I can tell you myself, I've grown up since I was little... I'm actually an adult... I'm an adult, so admiring it can be a story. I may be confusing that longing with love..."

"Are you confusing longing with love... I'm not sure"

"I guess so. I'm telling you, because I don't really get it either... hahahaha... no, sorry. It's strange that I talk about romance..."

I've never been in love in my life.

I did get married, and I had some girlfriends who stuck around in middle school and high school. But in my case, they always gave me their love and they ran away. It was strange that I was talking about love to Dan like that.

But Dan never rode my laugh, and he was quietly thinking of something.

I can't stand that silence and I'm moving on.

"Back to the story, you like Mel, don't you? Enough to listen to Mel's endeavors and hang out with dangerous training...... but I can't tell you myself because I know Mel likes me. Isn't that the place?

Dan shyly leans down to see if my point was a star.

"What I care about is that you think about me, Mel, and pull yourself back. You look a lot like your father, Guy. Honest, loyal heart... stands me up in teeth..."

Dan smallly shakes his head sideways or nods and listens to me.

"I'm not a normal person. Oh, this isn't about saying God sent you or anything. I have a previous memory of this life called Zacharias Lockhart. I want to say that. Yes, I'm living my second life. So we'll be able to get things going better than normal people. This is not about my abilities. If anyone goes through it once, and if it doesn't work, we can do it better than before the next time. That's all."

"But I think Master Zach is a really great guy. I can't even think about it. No, nobody can think about it. So..."

"From the perspective of people in this world, I guess so. But what I did isn't a big deal. I'm never a great person. I just have memories of another world. So I want you to take care of your life. Think about pulling yourself over for me, or being beside me for Mel, and don't suppress your feelings. Mel should realize someday too. Who cares about me the most..."

Dan had a grown up smile for a twelve-year-old and has quietly argued against it.

"Master Zach doesn't know much about Mel. Mel really likes you. I don't know how hard it is, but I think that's all I can say. I said I was watching Mel the most. I know the most about Mel... so I..."

I realized at this time that Dan was growing up too. And I felt sorry for myself for not thinking about it.

"... so I decided to keep an eye on it. I can't give up on Mel right now and like other girls. So I..."

I couldn't find a word to hang on him.

(Before you realize it, Dan is an adult too... after all, he doesn't do things he's unfamiliar with. No, it might have just been nice to find out that Dan is an adult......)

"Dear Zach, I have a favor to ask. Mel really likes you. Don't avoid that kid because he looks like his own kid. This is the same for my sister. Sharon told me about you too... and I'm fine with you. I..."

So my voice plundered, and I didn't hear it until the end. But I think he tried to say, "Just watch is enough” or “give up."

Dan changes the subject in a bright tone to mislead the words he didn't answer.

"You're taking me to Doctus, aren't you? Isn't there a cup of cute kids out there?"

At the end of the day, it has been tearing up with a plundering laugh like a crying laugh.

(Be a really good guy, you... I'm glad to say it's a kid growing up half-sided, I've heard it's lonely, but it's true... but I'm the least developed Zach Cartel (us)...)

"Oh, Doctus is a vibrant city. And because it's an academic city, there are a lot of young girls."

Dan laughs, "That's exciting," and I laugh back the same way.

"But there are more men than girls. The competition rate is higher than in this village. I asked Liddy, you're pretty popular with the village daughters, aren't you? If you're going after a girl's ass, why don't you stay in the village...... Ku, ahahahahahaha!

"That's terrible. Dear Zach. But you're looking forward to it. Also, we can all be together."

Then we talked enough.

I was talking about no other love between men, wondering if I would tell a story like this if I had a son.