Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

The sound of a steep brake splitting your ears in the street just around the corner and the sound of rags and heavy things falling off. And the tremors that shake my feet came intermittently.

"An accident!" "The truck," "The steel collapsed from the carrier onto the sidewalk," "Dangerously, I had one hair in a while," "No one was there?!"

Apparently, the truck had an accident and the baggage that was loaded on the carrier was scattered.

There are a lot of wild horses headed my way, including people who contact me somewhere on their phones, people who try to take pictures, and people who simply go to see the scene.

I was not particularly interested, and I sighed and turned my heel back from the spot and decided to detour, albeit a little farther, back the way I had just come.

I checked the clock and hurried to the rendezvous point, reluctantly on the snowy road that was descending in the morning.

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"Rose Garden (La Roselette)" and that store with the sign only went at the "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" off-duty about a year ago, and I remembered, but thanks to the maps and signs I had noted in advance, I managed to get there without delay in the promised time.

When I opened the wooden door, I smelled rich coffee along with a light bell sound.

As he hurried into the store to keep the cold outside air out, I caught a sigh of relief after serving up an umbrella stand sprinkled with a closed plastic umbrella.

Unlike the outside world, where you will be cut off, the store offers a cozy space to warm up to the core of your body, combined with warm colored lighting and soft wooden interiors.

Last time it was night, and yet the ground floor was bare and I didn't notice because I used a large room upstairs, but apparently the first floor of this store is open as a coffee shop during the day. It also seemed like a pretty authentic coffee shop, and behind the counter with the season, the water drippers of the watered coffee dripped down, making a transparent noise as if to mark the time with potatoes.

"Welcome. Are you alone?

With that dripper behind his back, an old man who was polishing his coffee cup called out.

A skinny white shirt, a butterfly tie, a black vest and bishy decision, a man with the appearance of "Master of Pure Coffee Shops," now extinct, but whose outfit is not bruised would be due to the authentic offal style he has worn for many years as a hobby and creed, rather than yesterday's burnt blade.

"Um... I'm meeting you..."

I look around the store for a moment.

It's a small store that's going to be filled with about 20 people, including the counter, so I can see everything in the store at a glance if I stand at the entrance, but I didn't see the characteristic giant of the person I saw.

Haven't you come yet?

I had no choice, so I thought I'd contact you about the right seats somewhere, and my voice hung from the back table seat, which was a little hard to see, blocked by tall ornamental plants.

"Ah. Mr. Scarlet Snow, over here. Over here!

I was in a bit of a hurry to call "Scarlet Snow," and I turned downstairs and headed to that seat on my early feet.

"Hey, Dave... it's not, Mr. Kitamura. Not really Hiyu."

The protesting voice stopped as soon as she saw the other person's face. Or his whole body stiffened by his opponent's too much gesture of transformation.

He met just a year ago - the former guild master and founder of "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" largest guild, "The Metabolic Knights" - and the character name "Daebuta", Hideki Kitamura - was in the shape of a Dora O-Mon that exceeded 0.1 tons with the character name intact.

That's what kind of diet you've braved in less than a year, where the giant once (spread out on the side) was, no matter how you look at it, halved in sight!

Previous fattening...... hey, isn't it just a little thinner than standard just because of the strong impression of happiness? The way things are, it was shocking.

"Duh, what's wrong with this look?! Where did the meat go?!? Why are you taking off your clothes today?!"

If Mu 'O takes off his fur, it's not O 'c anymore! It felt like, while I was unreasonably confused, I stuffed him.

"Well, actually, my job was intense, and when I realized it, it was like this."

Mr. Kitamura scratched his head with a nostalgic grin that didn't change all this.

"Scarlet Snow, as always... or you've become more and more adorable"

Leave me alone!

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I sighed before the glowing path that stretched through the thin mist.

"... this again"

I see my face right now - once I know I'm somewhat fond of it - Christoph, if you or a rare person (barely) saw me, I'd be looking a little terrible with a hundred years of love that seems to cool off once and for all (although the Nine Seals (figs) may seem irrelevant because they are a libido priority).

With such a thoughtful rare face, I began walking along the corridor that led to the back of the altar, in heavy footsteps.

Well, now I wonder what you're preparing... and I was walking unanswered and I saw an early change within less than half an hour of feeling.

"- Another door?

A wooden door stood in the middle of the road.

However, until now, there is one road branching out into two strands, one with a black door and the other with a red door hanging.

"I don't know, one is the door to heaven, and one is hell or something? Sounds like psychology."

Think in front of the divide.

As for stones like this, there are usually other ways to get out, a third way, or a 'way to do it'... isn't that it? I thought I'd look into it, but I couldn't find any hints like that.

If you can't even think about it, push it - and unleashed the attack magic, but the attack slips through as if it were an illusion.

Apparently, I have to choose between them.

"I don't have a choice. Then I'll choose this red door."

and called into the void - the fruit, hung with a feint, quickly opened the black door.

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In the meantime, I removed my jacket and muffler, and I took the opposite seat, and a white apron hung on the blue piece, this “however” waitress came again, and they asked me to order it, so I ordered the blend without difficulty.

Wiping my hands with a warm squeeze, I saw Kitamura's face again with her cheekbones raised.

"At work. Is that... are you okay?

Isn't that a black company? I'd like to say, but I just think it's impudent and clouds the words.

With that in mind, Kitamura (Daebuta) laughed bitterly and continued to take it for granted.

"Oh well... it's a mattomo venture." Technos Crown. "

"'Technos Crown' - I run an etaholic, you know?!"

I was surprised by this.

"Yep. Originally in a gaming relationship, we had a personal relationship... I joined the company on a part-time basis this time last year (haha) and became a full-time employee about 3 months ago"

Kitamura (Daebuta) scratching her cheeks with a smile that brought light and sunshine together.

That said, there was something that even I was comfortable with in that explanation.

"Oh, so you quit Gilmouth."

"Yes. I was just wondering if the people in operation would be on the surface stage."

"I see."

The coffee I had ordered there was brought.

"Whatever. Congratulations.... but don't push it too hard"

"Thank you. Well, since I've been bothering my parents so far, I don't know how much I'd be filial."

"Is that what it is...?

As for me, who didn't have the opportunity to be filial or anything like that, I didn't pin it as a real feeling, but I felt endangered by how he indirectly admitted he was' imposing '... That said, I didn't even have enough intimacy to step in any more, so I carried the coffee silently into my mouth.

"And I wanted to take this opportunity to thank Scarlet Snow, who is also my benefactor, and I asked her out because I couldn't."

"Benefactor?"

I don't remember. I twisted my neck.

"Yeah. A year ago I was a real loser. Hikikomori for failing to get a job, I meant to frustrate my life, escape the game..."

Mr. Kitamura (Daebuta) smiled with ridicule, but there was some brightness that came out of it.

"It was an off-duty meeting a year ago I attended hiding that circumstance, but Mr. Scarlet Snow noticed, didn't he? 'I don't think I can do something, but you better not be patient,' he said, worrying about me even though I'm drunk and sick."

... There it is, that kind of thing? I don't remember that time because I have a pretty vague memory. I also think he was chatting with Kitamura (Daebuta) who followed me when I threw up in the bathroom to distract him.

"When I said the same thing at that time, I said, 'It's okay. It's hard, it's painful for everyone, but it's not something you can compare. Now that the pain in this moment is something no one understands, I don't think it's wrong to escape and take the time to heal, and then say,' Things depend on how you think. If you're good at games, you just have to try and make it work. I'm just gonna do it, 'cause one word got cut off, and I got my job now."

"Wow, did I say such a great thing?!"

What a blue, irresponsible thing to say and incite, even though you were drunk. If I were there at the time, I'd sit down and preach.

"So Mr. Scarlet Snow is my benefactor."

Mr. Kitamura (Daebuta), but as far as I'm concerned, I can't look forward with the feeling that he's made a decision about black history.

I sipped out the rest of the coffee in one breath to delude myself in the shade.

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"Hey, looks like you stopped snowing, too."

Then we chatted about each other's in-game chatter, what happened to me on my part-time job, the back story of the operation and without stopping, and I decided to go home because I had replaced two cups of coffee and the yang was also leaning.

Hearing the sound of a cool bell on his back, when he was aligned and out, the sky stained the sunset, and the snow that had fallen shined scarlet.

"This is the real Scarlet Snow."

- Hmm.

On the neck of Kitamura (Daebuta), who narrowed his eyes to glare and said such a waste, I hung the woolen muffler I had with my back stretched.

"What...?

"No, because I can't prepare anything for a job celebration when I think about it. I'm sorry about this stuff, but I just knitted it and it's my first muffler down today, and I'll give it to you if you like."

………… Yes, okay?! But if I get it, Mr. Scarlet Snow's share - "

"I'm fine. I still have the yarn, and I still have the guy who knitted it before."

Basically, I don't have the money to buy a sweater or muffler with the pattern I like, so knitting with 100 yarns is normal.

"Oh, thank you. I'll take care of it for the rest of my life!

"No, it's not that big of a deal..."

I mean, is it such a pleasure to have a hand-knitted muffler knitted by a man?

Often, Kitamura (Daebuta) laughed as she walked side by side, but when she accidentally came true, she overtook her step and stopped and looked down at me (in relation to her height) with a look like she could rush to something.

"Mr. Scarlet Snow, how are you going to spend your time?

I don't know, go home.

"It's not, it's life and work."

That's suddenly a heavy topic.

"... um, honestly, I don't think you're thinking that far. In the meantime, we're just trying to pass the grand inspection."

In response, Kitamura (Daebuta), who had been silent for a long time, took my hand with determined eyes.

"If so, why don't you work at Technos Crown, just like me? You can work part-time, Mr. Scarlet Snow is a celebrity, so if I hear your mouth, I'm sure you can work."

"Technos Crown" Hey...... In my case, I'd like to think about my hobby and work separately, if possible.

I guess the thought came to my face, with strength in my gripped hand.

"" E.H.O. "and" Eternal Horizon Online "are also five years old. Basically, MMORPG sets a profit and loss branch that identifies profitability using 5 years as a guide. Fortunately, etahora is in the black so far, but it is still the current situation where revenues are down compared to a time. It's okay now. But I don't know what will happen in two or three years. But I still have a stretch bill for Etahora... I think more Etahora will prosper if we squeeze our wits out of the game. So why don't we build a better and better Golden Age of Etahora (Millennium) together?

Passionate - somewhat like being confessed to love, I remember a strange illusion - the offer was certainly a fascinating suggestion, but it was a bit of a difficult issue to answer instantly.

"... I'm a little too rushed to think together, so would you let me think about it for a while longer?

In response to my confusion, Mr. Kitamura (Daebuta) let go of the hand he was holding with the face he had awakened from his dream.

"Well... right... sorry. Leave such an important thing to momentum..."

"No, Kitamura must have told me worried about me too... either way, I appreciate the breadth of options for my future life"

"Excuse me. Even myself. Suddenly... Until just now, I was so happy, isn't this really a dream? Mr. Scarlet Snow isn't really here, he's still hiccups, my head is finally crazy, and the reality is that I'm also in a mental hospital, and I'm worried that he's talking to hallucinations..."

Kitamura (Daebuta), who says that with an uncut, distant eye.

"It's a walnut dream. Is it a dream to be a butterfly or is this the dream the butterfly is dreaming of... well, why not think of the happier as reality at best"

"... I guess so. Dream - For me, I just said, it's a dream. What's a dream for Scarlet Snow?

He asked with serious eyes, and I often thought about it.

"Dreams... for me"

Two, a piece of snow fell in front of me.

"... maybe we don't need that many things"

Covered by falling snow, I raised my gaze from the silver world and the city colored by the sunset, and when I saw the little snow crystals that had been flown by the wind, I answered.

"The rosy future I dream of..."

At that moment, my vision was covered in bright white fog.