Levelmaker

"Well, Micah, let's go to bed"

"Yeah."

Me and Alim, the original dream dived into the same bed.

I'm on one side, holding the bear doll he gave me.

When I dive into bed, my dreams and I stare at each other in the face.

Pretty much at first, this was embarrassing.

But one day, I gained momentum and said, "Keep hugging me." Since then, my face has not turned red much.

Still embarrassing though.

"Micah... I like you."

"Hey... what, all of a sudden"

"Eh heh, I said it. Isn't that nice? 'Cause we... we're dating."

"Ma... well! Yeah. I like it too, I have dreams."

At the top of the 4th, there is this kind of interaction.

Every time I do that, I'm amazed, and inside, it's very illuminating.

I'm glad the room is dark now.

Something that's definitely burning my face.

I'm charging Leah... ehehehehehehehe.

"Bye, Micah, good night"

"Mmm, good night."

With that said, Alim turns her back this way.

I just flaunt my hand here for some reason, so I hold that, ex-girlfriend, luxurious hand that I don't think I was. I feel a little light-hearted.

Alim has been graciously holding my hand back.

Dive into the futon for 20 minutes.

15 minutes after holding hands.

My lid closed completely............

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"Sister... wake up... how do you feel... I know, but... it's lunch..."

"Mm-hmm...?

I woke up with the voice of a girl I was used to hearing.

The Lord of this voice belongs to my sister, the cherry blossom.

"Mm-hmm. Wake up. Wake up. Oh..."

I said, "Good morning." I said, "Good morning."

No, it was flashy.

Here, in this room… it wasn't the nest of love named Alim and my home, it was my room.

Besides, I don't have a dream next door.

Keep the doll on one side.

But for some reason, the pillow is wet in the bishop.

There's sweat... but are you crying one way or the other?

"Sister?

"Hey, cherry blossoms... any dreams? You were supposed to be next to me. And... why am I in my room? What about anasm?"

Cherry blossoms start to sob with gakuns and knees dropping as they shake their necks hard.

I have no idea what it is.

"Sister... Ayumu no... Ayumu no... no more..."

"What... what? What?"

No, what are you really saying?

"Sister!... Ayumuno isn't here anymore!? We didn't just finish our funeral yesterday!

"No, no... eh? 'Cause I'm dead too... I'm gonna start over with anasm, and we're gonna hang out with each other in compassion... and I even promised to marry you... date you, kiss you... go to sleep... even last night we said' I like you 'and then go to bed..."

"Sister..."

My sister, Cherry Blossom, looks at me with a pitiful, sympathetic face.

Oh, what is this? What is this?

Funeral... huh? Whose, dreams?

"Your sister is not dead... and now I'm at home because your sister collapsed during the funeral in shock and was transported... and what's anasm...? Well... it's very hard to say... Sister, that's..."

"I hate... no"

That's all I can say.

One grain, two grains and a large ball of tears overflow unconsciously from my eyes.

"Sister, that's a dream..."

"Shh! I won't admit it! It's not a dream, it's a dream."

I didn't think, and even myself I roughed up my voice amazingly.

My face is already guzzled with tears, and my room, which I want to consider to be this illusion, looks cushy as if I'm even looking in a warped mirror.

"Sister..."

"Ugh." Ruzu... no!... Get out! I won't, I'll never believe it, I'm dreaming with Alim! I'm dreaming... of you!

"... okay. I'm leaving once. If anything happens... call me."

That said, Sakura left this room.

"Ugh... I have a dream... ahhh... I'm lying... please, this is all a lie, right?

I rub my face against the bear doll I got for my birthday last year from a dream.

Tears were wiped by the act, and the vision, which was gushagusha, gradually improved.

Might as well have been Gushagusha's world as it is for me right now.

I looked at the pink cover of the phone.

This also has a keyholder that I received from my dreams.

I looked at the smartphone from all directions to my hand.

After all, it's not a tozumaho.

Seriously, it's the real smartphone.

If you open the lock screen, the time is 0: 06 PM.

And the date is... four days after the dream died, the day after the funeral was all over, if I remember correctly.

"Ah... ah... hey..."

I groaned, yes, with a voice that was silent.

Almost automatically, and as much as I can tell, I opened the call app.

I don't know why it opened.

individual chat with me and having dreams, where

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And my message was written at the end.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

I was originally sitting, but I was even more completely powerless all over my body, so I threw my torso into my bets.

No, I can't think of anything.

This feels like some kind of deja vu.

This sense of despair as I tasted it once months ago.

This is a dream, a dream, absolutely.

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Smell of roasted bacon and eggs.

I opened my eyes with that smell.

Looking around, I was on the bed.

"I knew... it was a dream!

I didn't think so and squealed so.

But I've looked around a lot and noticed.

For some reason, the bed is for one person.

Besides, the view outside through the window… is the same as when you were in Mr. Ult's Inn, in a room in the 'Light'.

That's uncomfortable enough.

But the weirder part is that me and Alim's bed is located away and even partitioned by something like a glass plate.

Besides, I don't have a bear doll on one side of me that I should have slept with all the time.

What the hell does that mean?

For now, I headed to the kitchen where I smelled that bacon.

I noticed along the way that apparently my appearance is not mica of anasm, but like a beautiful flower in Japan.

I wonder what's going on.

When I got to the kitchen, Alim...... no, my dream was making bacon eggs. One for one.

Besides, I can't see the scratch when you sheltered me from my arms wrapped around me.

I don't know more and more.

In the meantime, let's speak up.

"Oh... oh, I have dreams"

"... chip"

Had a dream was just tongue-in-cheek and didn't respond to me. I didn't even turn this way for a second.

"Chi... hey, why are you ignoring me?

I was a little angry and tried to say that.

Now the dreams turned to me, but I just stare at this one silently.

"What's going on? I have dreams... it's crazy. Do you even have a headache? Look, show me..."

That being said, I approached having a dream.

However, I was struck down with one arm by a dream.

I avoided it because it was in the way… it was too powerful a push.

For the first time, for the first time in my life, I was dreamed of violence.

Why? Did you do something wrong? Me.

"It hurts... I have dreams... what do you do?

"Let it go, just now. What the hell?"

When I finally wondered if a dream had opened its mouth to me, that's the word.

The dream is to put bacon eggs on a plate.

"What... I have dreams, I knew it was weird. I know dreams don't do this..."

"Ha... that's right. Is your brain a flower garden?

Dreams are sitting in a chair and beginning to eat bacon eggs. No matter, I don't have my share.

"... have dreams? Could you have hated me?

"No, I've never liked you, but why?

The words were too ruthless for me and too naturally released from his mouth.

"Uh... Then why are you in the room with me..."

"That's because Mr. Ult pushed you? I really didn't like it, but I need to get better on the outside."

Dreams go pale bacon eggs cheeky on the mouth.

"I have dreams... don't like them? Why do you hate me? About me."

"Hmm? Oh, that's right. Micah cries all the time, and I don't know if she's going to mind me every time. Mostly because it's childhood friendly? She faces me, and I can't even make one of my girlfriends. If you push me from next door while I'm playing the game, I'll get in the way. Even since I've been here. It just became my leg clump. I hate Micah. Micah doesn't like me, either, does she?

Were you dreaming about that to me?

Is that confession supposed to have never happened?

... but I can't stand to be hated by dreams. At least I have to tell her that I like to have dreams.

"But I like... having dreams, don't I? Me, I'm going to try to fix what I can't do from now on... and I have dreams... yes, you're a little upset right now, aren't you? Right? In a little while ____"

That's when I was about to say it.

Dreams rise out of the chair, poking me and grabbing my hair.

And I'm drawn to cheating as it is.

"Ouch! Ouch! Stop it!

That's what I shouted, but I don't try to stop having dreams.

Finally, we got to the front door of this room.

And the dream opened the door of the front door and threw me in the hallway outside.

"'Cause I've already got a problem. Get out. Go anywhere."

"No... no, wait!

I cry and follow my dreams.

"I have a dream, I apologize! I apologize... stay with me, please... just stay with me... well, yeah, I'll do whatever I can, right? So, so..."

I was thrust again as much as I wanted.

"Do anything? Then don't show me your face again, okay? It's not because you're mad at me, is it? Because I don't like you... Bye."

And the door closes in momentum, and there is a noise of locking.

I hit my head and was bleeding.

In distant consciousness, what I think is why this happened..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

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"Mi...... kite"

"Micah...... Job?... te"

"Micah, it's okay, wake up!

I woke up shaking my body.

Arim peeking into my face worryingly next door.

On one side is the doll Alim gave me.

There are a lot of tears in my eyes.

"Micah! Good, you're up. They've been doing this for a long time, but what's wrong?

I saw Alim with my eyes, probably red.

I'm even more tearful.

"Alim... you have dreams... right? Real?"

"Hmm? Yeah, right?

Alim has a Kyotong face.

"Me...... Me! Wow!

I cried.

As much as I had dreams and when I resumed in this world.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?

"I have a dream... Ayumu Ha... you don't like me? I'm bothering you with dreams."

Had a dream held me softly and began to rub my back.

I bury my face in Alim.

"Yeah... I never thought I hated you. It's not even annoying. Calm down once, tell me what happened?

"Yeah... yeah"

I talked about the content of a dream that I had just seen, which was unpleasantly realistic.

Hayama asks me personally to listen to me as I hammer.

"It was a dream of ____..."

"Well, that's why you were stuck."

Having dreams say that, stroking my head gently to slip my fingers.

"Yeah... I'm so sorry. Wake me up. Well... I hate it... or I'm gone..."

"I won't, I promise. I... love Mika."

Stronger and embraced me as I said I had a dream story like that.

I hug back, too.

"I have dreams...... I love them too..."

Warm, mind and body.

This is the real me childhood tame and lover ____ who has a dream, I know, lives, and is genuine.