I Can See Health Bars in Real Life

A dimly lit room.

The curtains weren’t entirely blackout, faintly revealing the outside light, seemingly heralding the end of a long night. The outside sky was already bright.

But on the bed by the window, a girl in a deep slumber hadn’t woken up, still deeply immersed in her dreams.

Long hair like black silk lay scattered, mingling with the sheets, blankets, and cushions, creating a bit of chaos. Yet, it highlighted the graceful and youthful figure of the girl, giving a unique sense of beauty... At first glance, anyone would think it’s an eye-catching scene.

It’s just a pity the dream she’s having isn’t a pleasant one—

"Uh, no... I can’t..."

"Ha, no, no..."

The girl in her sleep suddenly started to struggle, waving her limbs weakly as if instinctively resisting fate’s onset. Mumbling like sleep-talk spilled from her lips, growing anxious and hurried, sweat began to form on her forehead as her breath quickened and became erratic.

Finally.

Long eyelashes quivered and her eyes suddenly snapped open wide. She woke up from the dream, gasping for air!

Immediately after, in a daze, she vaguely noticed a shadowy outline standing not far from her bed in the dim light of the room.

"..."

"..."

In that instant, all sleepiness vanished, and a powerful will from nowhere allowed her to instantly perceive the dire situation. Almost instinctively, she suppressed her fear, stifled the urge to scream, and pretended to have just woken up, with bleary eyes in a hazy view.

Then, she naturally turned her head and reached out to pull the curtain nearby.

Instantly—

The light from outside poured in, making the room much brighter, and the shadow standing in front of the bed became clearly visible.

"Oh, it’s you, Kosuke... Seriously, you shouldn’t scare me like that. I just felt like my heart was going to stop." Four Yatsugaya Miko exhaled long while reproachfully speaking.

She realized it was her brother.

This guy said nothing, just quietly stood by the bed staring at her...

Feeling her heart pounding and beads of sweat forming, the girl recalled the moment and felt waves of fear.

Thought it was another Evil Spirit. Such a sudden assault was truly despicable. If it really was, would she be able to react appropriately every time she woke up? Just thinking a bit about future life felt like being trapped in hell.

Should she seriously consider becoming a Witch at the Shrine in the future...

This thought surged again in her mind, the girl with long, straight black hair felt she might need to start planning her future life path.

"Good morning, sister..."

Her little brother, clearly an elementary student, greeted with a somewhat strange expression and suspiciously looked at his sister, "You were talking in your sleep just now."

He certainly wasn’t trying to scare her.

He initially intended to directly wake his sister but suddenly found her speaking in bizarre sleep-talk, feeling alarmed in an instant.

"Sleep-talk..."

Four Yatsugaya Miko was slightly stunned.

"Yeah... did you have a very indecent dream?" Her brother stared nervously at her, doubtfully and incredulously asking, wondering if his sister had a boyfriend?! That appearance in the dream just now seemed like she was thinking about a man, very suspicious!

"Get out—!!"

—Bang!

Before being hit by a plush pillow, Kosuke dashed out of the room, hurriedly closing the door behind him.

He leaned against the door, grimacing uncontrollably, as his usually quiet and docile sister seemed genuinely troubled, inadvertently validating his suspicion. Maybe she really was thinking about someone in the dream!

How awful, unforgivable! She must have been deceived by some jerk!

The brother feeling outraged for his sister wasn’t entirely wrong... it was indeed a subtle situation.

In the room, Four Yatsugaya Miko sat on the bed, angrily clutching the plush toy, poised as if aiming... Moments later, she looked at the tightly closed door and then angrily put down the pillow.

The girl, face flushed with shame, clung tightly to the plush she held, sitting helplessly on the bed.

"..."

"..."

"Sleep-talk..."

Murmuring to herself, she relived the nightmare she had just woken from, realizing her sleepwear was almost drenched in sweat... Maybe because she awoke recently, the impressions of the dream hadn’t faded away entirely; she could still roughly recall what kind of dream it was.

Nothing new, just repeatedly watching that person inch closer to her in various scenarios.

Then the figure gradually transforms, seemingly into another form...

That suffocating feeling of no escape, nowhere to run...

Simply terrifying to recall now, her slender arms hugging the plush instinctively tightened a bit. But shortly after, she awakened from her thoughts, looked around, and felt the warmth of sunlight streaming in, also very clearly understanding one thing.