Levelmaker

· At a funeral after a dream died.

"Ugh, gussy... I have dreams..."

Mihana was crying at the funeral home killing her voice.

For years, my heart cried with utter inability to accept the reality that the person I love suddenly dies.

"Why did you die... I promised you would marry me............!

That was a promise I made over 12 years ago no longer, but I believe that's the absolute future, Miho. I have lived to this day.

Either of them confess... and get married.

One of these days, I thought it was natural.

"No... no. Is this not a joke? Oh no..."

She despairs deeply as the scriptures are sounded and many non-flower humans cry.

"Sister..."

My sister, Cherry Blossom, held such a beautiful flower hand and gently rubbed it.

· Day 1 after the funeral (Day 3 after the dream death)

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The cremation and the nasal bones are over and on their way home from Saiba.

Miho no longer speaks of anything.

Tears were also drying up because I cried so much that I thought I'd cried for the rest of my life for the next few days.

All families do not try to encourage beautiful flowers.

I dared because I know how sad Miho is.

The beautiful flowers back home started slowly preparing to return to their sad routine, although the next day was a holiday. But Miho's feelings are not the same.

Beautiful Flowers, whose dreams were completely unacceptable to die, watched the album with memories of having dreams as she embraced the doll she had received from having dreams.

Tears that should have withered.

Again, I cried.

-Day 4 after death.

The anomaly of the beautiful flowers was then manifesting itself as the water penetrated.

First of all, Miho stopped trying to get out of the room at all.

When the cherry blossoms listened through the door of the beautiful flower room, they apparently laughed and cried and their emotions were changing coronally by themselves.

In fact, Mihana was laughing.

"Eh heh, you have dreams, you like me?

"Yeah."

"Eh heh heh heh. Then I love it!

Bear doll opponents you get from having dreams, the beauty flowers playing alone don't listen to their parents or cherry blossoms, eating a little dinner prepared or to the extent that they are showering when they realize it. It's starting to get a little crazy.

"Gyu... What do you say, big breasts, huh? You didn't hate having dreams like this, did you? Wow, I'm from a dream, so you can do whatever you want, okay?

'Yeah, it's like that's still early...'

"Heh, lighten up already! also.... also...... ________ Ugh!!

Mihana, who was playing alone, abruptly slaps the doll she was holding against the wall.

And he pressed his face against the pillow, crying out loud.

· Day 5 after death

Sunday ended and school began.

Ye and cherry blossoms drag their grief, but they go to school because they have no choice.

Miho hadn't even come up with the idea of going to school, etc.

The dreamy parents also sneak into the neighbor's house when they confirm that they are not in the dreamy room now.

In fact, from day to day, Miho and Hayashi have often come and go from each other's rooms through windows, and they also know that for this reason the windows in each other's rooms are not locked.

Mihana had yet to organize any artifacts, and when she formed in the middle of the dreamy room, which remained almost intact, she took a big, big, deep breath there.

"I smell a dream! I have dreams... eheh"

Smell pillows, school uniforms, etc. until satisfied.

Originally, my favorite dreams of beauty on several fronts had been carefully disposed of, and Mihana had grasped all the places where they were.

Open the Tans drawer.

Take a few pants and a pair of socks and grip Mika like she cares.

Fu, Mihana peered under the bed.

There was one thin book.

Turn it apart.

"... oh, I liked having dreams like this, I didn't know.......... whenever you say a word, I _______"

When I read it, I was kind of embarrassed. Mihana put it back where it was... so I stopped my hand and still decided to take it home with me too.

And then I buried my face in the pillow of dreams so that I could immerse myself in the memories of dreams, and then I went back to my room.

When I returned to my room, I tore the book that Hayama had hidden, hating that the subject of its contents was not me.

The torn ones were not thrown away, but stored in empty boxes.

· Day 8 after death

Mihana was still in her room this day.

Since then, I have been sneaking in on things that dreams were wearing and memories of myself and dreams.

As I was exploring the back of the storage shelf, Mihana found one can box. I'm curious, I'll open that up.

"Wow!"

That's a trinket Miho has ever given you as a birthday or souvenir. And pictures of when I was little, etc.

"I'm glad... you left me with these, not just clothes! I miss this, when we went to Univa Asan Japan together......!

With every little thing in his hand, Mihana looks back at her memories of having dreams.

I finished taking everything and put the lid of that can box back where it belonged.

"... have dreams... where?

I started searching for dreams that didn't work.

"I have so many memories... why aren't there dreams anywhere? I have dreams... where? I'll do anything for you now, okay? Because if you want to play games, if you want to stay with me, I won't be mad. I'll do whatever it takes to kiss you, or something like that book! Hey, where? I have dreams..."

Mihana turned to her room.

"Could you possibly hide in my room? If you have any more dreams..."

Beautiful flowers, who made completely different predictions and moved into action, returned to their room.

Find dreams in your room.

"I'm not even here...? Ayummm... don't be mean. Come on. also... because I won't tell you not to play games anymore... Um, a little tight. Sometimes I say it, I don't do it anymore! So come out?

Naturally, but no response.

"Well... actually, I've been having dreams... dreams? Oh, there's a dream!

Mihana opened her eyes and jumped.

It's in the room, just in the mirror.

"Dreams! Dreams! Idiot! I've been looking for you for the last few days, so hey!... had dreams, stretched hair?

Ask yourself in the mirror, Miho.

"Hmmm...... oh yeah!

Mihana took scissors and dreamy pictures out of the study desk drawer in large part.

"Uh... here's the thing?

Jokin ________

Mihana cuts her own hair with scissors.

"Yeah, yeah, you're back! Already... really, dreams and leaves grow your hair fast!

Jokin ________

Jokin ________

Mihana cuts her hair so that it is the same as her dreamy hair.

Long, black, sarcastic, everyone's envious hair gets shorter.

But Mihana seemed very satisfied.

"Eh heh... yeah, this is your usual dream! I've been missing dreams, me, dreams for days, and I've noticed them."

In fact, the face of the dream was the beautiful girl herself, so when the beautiful girl, Mika, could resemble her hair, she looked a lot alike.

For that reason, Mihana toys that she has dreams of herself across the mirror, smashing through the complaints and confessions she has been accumulating for the past few days.

"________... so. I broke that nasty book that I had a dream about... I'm sorry. So... but from now on if I tell you I'll give you a replacement...? Uh, hey, can't I do that? Mm-hmm! I have a dream, I love it!... but don't hesitate ________"

-Day 10 after death

Cherry blossoms were in a panic.

Suddenly I cut my hair and said, 'I have a dream back!' Two days early after I saw my sister, who was haunted.

I couldn't even ask my brother, Ye or my parents, to persuade me at all.

Both mother and father tried to get in or teach, but Mi Hua is a strain of "I Have a Dream".

It's like crazy ________

No, the beautiful flowers that have come to that word are not going to try to get away from the mirror.

I wasn't even eating anymore.

What you hear from Miho's room is the voice of one person who seems to be having fun.

Cherry blossoms decided to rely on Sho as a last resort.

"Please... can't you?

"Okay."

Sho goes to the Benki family and goes to the front of Miho's room.

"Mihana, it's me."

"... hmm? Ah, Sho! You haven't seen him lately.... but I'm sorry, I'm in the middle of a dream right now. If you want to play, can you come back tomorrow? Hey, there's a dream!

I don't have any dream voices.

Sho still decided he was seriously ill and sat down in front of the door to Miho's room.

"Mika, you haven't been to school lately."

"School... ah, school! Sorry, I'm busy playing with dreams, so I totally forgot about school.... It's a holiday, isn't it?

"Chicks."

"What... Shh! Well... but no."

Mihana doesn't seem to care about school.

Originally, it was like Mihana went to school because she could go to and from school with her dreams.

"It's not good. We're all worried, aren't we?

"Ha. You know, honestly, I don't care except I had a dream. You said you were worried... hey? It'll just be a mockery. So give me some more rest."

"Look, I don't like dreams anymore."

"I'm here!!!!

Was that no longer forbidden, Mihana lifts up her voice?

"Yes, I'm right in front of you! Then come and see, what's there!

"We're going in..."

"Fine."

Sho opened the door to Miho's room.

There was no scattering in the room, but I can see clothes that I remember having dreams on, etc. folded up and left behind.

And more importantly.

"Mihana... you, that outfit..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

Mihana was dressed in what she had dreamed of wearing.

I only know who I am, but everything from underwear to socks is what I used to wear when I dreamed of dressing as a hobby woman.

Even in Sho's eyes, Mi-hwa looked dreamy for a moment.

"Right? You're here, right?

"... hey"

"What are you talking about, stupid? He said he was there!

Mihana points to the mirror.

The only pictures in the mirror are beautiful flowers and Sho disguised as men dressed as women.

"Well, that's a mirror"

"What?"

"It's a mirror. Yikes!!

Yelling out loud.

Mihana protests against it.

"Yes... I have dreams...! Get out of here! I have dreams! You're my best friend! Can't you see him? If you can't see, get out!

"... ok, I'm leaving today"

-Day 13 after death.

"... why do you come every day"

"Because you say you have dreams that are alive."

Mihana looks at Sho with a frightened face.

Sho sees beautiful flowers with a serious face.

"Hey... do you have a dream?

"Well, was your favorite dream like binding someone you liked without even going to school"

"............ ugh!!

Mihana stares at Kiki and Sho.

"Dreams are... dreams are..."

"Hey, Miho, why don't you stop? If you did that, what would you think of those dreams I loved about you? You know what I mean? That's all I've been with you every day."

"Ugh..."

Sho reached out.

"Let's go to school first to make dreams reassuring in the afterlife, shall we? You know that, don't you? I don't have any more dreams."

Mihana nodded cocklessly.

And cry.

Soon I was here, nodding my face to the pillow of dreams, crying so hard that my body would wither away.

Mihana, who then cried scatterly and described her despair, tried to attend school the next day.

Think about living to the minute of your dreams so that you can face them.

Although I couldn't do it most ________.