Laura was supposed to be hiking until just now.

And they were fighting Dickenger and Mini-Kenger on deserted islands.

But this is a familiar dorm private room.

Charlotte is holding Laura and sleeping suyah, and on the duvet the hack is round and sleeping.

Ha.

Was all that excursion a dream?

Was that paranoia that used dimensional warehouses and took place exactly at a different level of dimension than previous battles?

It's disappointing, to say the least.

In those few moments, I could have been very strong.

"... Mr. Charlotte"

Thinking it was bad, Laura rocks up her roommate holding herself as a pillow.

"Ugh, um... oh, Laura... are you awake?

"Yes. So, Mr. Charlotte. I feel like we were going on a hike... could it have been my dream?

When Laura asks that question, Charlotte blinks patsy, then laughs furiously.

"No, it's not a dream. Until this morning, we were on a deserted island, and Laura beat Dykenger."

"Then it was a real thing, wasn't it? But then why am I sleeping here? I don't remember coming back."

"That's because Laura had a wisdom fever and fell. So tired of fighting at the top of the mountain."

"Oh, that's true... because I've never been more focused."

"That's why it's terrible to use me and Anna as shells."

"Oh, that's..."

At that time, I wanted to beat Dykenger with all my heart, and I was willing to do anything anyway.

But now in retrospect, it's a terrible thing to do.

Beating your best friend into huge armor is a livestock business.

"Sorry......"

Laura gets sober.

"... well, I know you want to win anything. I did, too, when I fought Laura."

"I wanted to win so much, it was the first time. Fighting is fun but painful."

"... Really? For Laura, that was the first time you could call it a battle."

The battle. I mean, you can't win or lose a battle unless you try.

The desire to win draws my strength, but the possibility of defeat always sticks together, and that's so scary that my spine freezes.

But Laura thought it would be fun to flip them.

"It would have been more fun if I'd won refreshingly."

"Oh, you fought and won, didn't you? What more do you want? There's a lot to be desired."

"No, because. Isn't it heavy for the dean teacher, no matter what you think, with the Dykenger armor? It's an array to put on when a fighter or something relieves you. I feel like I've finally given up my win by adding to the effort and getting even more out of hand on it."

"That's true, though. Winning is not the only way to break with winning."

"Yes......"

You can win in any way. That's what some people will do, and that's right.

But what Laura and Charlotte want is to be strong.

Fight your opponent head-on to overcome his strength.

That's what wins (,).

There's no good in winning what you've been given.

"If so, Mr. Laura. We just have to win next time. Fortunately, it's not a life-threatening battle, so you can try again and again. We are young against the great sages who live nearly three hundred years. We're the ones who grow more over time."

"Right. Me, I'll work harder, I'll be stronger, I'll defeat the dean!

"Well, before I do, I will defeat Laura, and the dean will defeat you, too."

"Mm!? It doesn't!

I was talking about that late at night, and the god beast that slept on the duvet moved out.

And I'm going to point my sleepy face at Laura and Charlotte.

"Pi..."

Please, it was like a voice asking me to be quiet.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Huck. You woke me up..."

"Let's go to sleep now, Mr. Laura. Tomorrow is another day of training."

"Yes! Rest!

Laura buried her face in Charlotte's chest and closed her lid.

I slept all the way up until just now, so I'm not sleepy, but it's Laura's stunt to be able to sleep anytime, anywhere.

(Nevertheless, what happened to the story that the first person gets rewarded?

I remembered the mundane questions, but I remembered that I should ask the Great Sage tomorrow, and Laura traveled to the world of her dreams.