Levelmaker

"No............! Ha... ha..."

I woke up with my own voice. If you look at the clock, it's only three o'clock at night. I don't usually wake up dreaming at this hour. And it was a terrible dream. I can't believe that dreams disappear by the hands of people I don't know in front of me, and then even me. Yes, just as late at night as now......

... I have no dreams. Next door, no dreams next door! I usually wake up like this in the middle of the night, but I definitely have a dream next door, but I'm not there...! Where did you go?

I got out of bed and turned on the lights in the room. There are no signs of dreams anywhere. This feeling, before you come to Anasm, is right around the corner after your dream funeral. Reminds me of something so unpleasant. When I was made aware that there were no more dreams in the house next door.

I've been searching around for a while, but my dream favorite magic pouch and tozumaho are on my pillow, and I just thought they really disappeared neglectfully. Until I saw the front door.

There was not a pair of dreamy shoes on the front porch. Light objects for a few shoes, when going out into the garden of this mansion or putting your face in the neighborhood. Someone came to visit me at this hour, and the dreams may have picked it up. I mean, that's all I have.

What a customer who comes at such a time is only at the king's or someone with a sudden illness who knows the power of dreams. If that's about it, I don't have to bother going to see how it goes either.

But there's so much chest noise. Speaking of how much, yes, it's close to what I felt just a little before the time of year when second-generation anaza levels began harassing dreams. So for now I decided to go outside the mansion and see how I had dreams.... wear your clothes properly, of course. When I go to bed, I sleep naked for all kinds of reasons... if I accidentally go out there, it will be a big deal.

Take the mansion to the front door. Standing in front of the front door returned the feeling of having dreams nearby. Looks like he's still on this property. I hurried to open the door and went outside.

There is quite a distance from the entrance. But it seemed perfect that a dream was talking to someone. I don't know who that is. Definitely taller than 'Alim'. A man of the same or slightly superior height as "Dream" to my mind. The head is black as if it came from Japan, Earth's. I kind of felt terribly uncomfortable with the person. In the meantime, I decided to give my voice to dreams.

"Aww... Ali Moo!

"... mica!? You can't come!

"Oh, that's Mihana-chan."

...... not the language of anasm. I just spoke, I'm sure it's Japanese. We have the words of anasm automatically translated in our brains, every subject's voice, but as Lil says, it's about as different as when we're listening to English and Japanese as the words of Earth.

In other words, the customers who have dreams now are Japanese as the color of their hair. Besides, I told you not to come to me with dreams. Someone who decides that his current dream is dangerous and tells me not to come.... I'm not sure if I was Japanese, but there is only one person who is so sudden from such anatomical common sense. That's a second-generation anaza level.

"So, where it disappears, let it be seen in front of you. I have a dream."

……

"... I expect that spirit to break in the next world."

I called the dream of Alim's appearance by her real name. At that next moment, Anaza-level acted like poking his index finger at the dream thing, something like a black hole appeared behind the dream and swallowed it.

There was no sign of a dream in the marks of the disappearance of something like a black hole.

"Ah..."

"Hey, Mihana."

Stranger Japanese. That was the impression the anaza-level came to in an instant right in front of me. It's not particularly weird looking, if you're Japanese. I'm not particularly handsome like Ye-kun or Sho.

More than that, there are no signs of dreams anywhere. I haven't felt like I had a dream since that weird thing swallowed me up.... the dream I just had, the dream of having and the dream of me disappearing. My guess is good. I mean, that dream... predictive dream?

"Ah, my heart, you look like you're not here."

"Ayu... Ayum..."

"... I wonder what's going on. I'm sorry, but I can't send you to the same place as I dreamed. It was a failure to send you to anasm. Honestly, about 80% of the time, you made my plan grandpa."

"... what did you dream of?

"Your Lord has satisfied her spiritually, but this is what happened. Arimoto sent it to a new and created world. Spiritually, in a world where you will suffer forever. If it weren't for him, I'd be able to make new god-grade tools. Amrita is pointless, too. Because I'm alive."

"... oh..."

"Well, enjoy the rest of your life in my world without dreams."

"Awwwwwwwwww!!

I used to cast magic when I found out. I was doing magic with the intention of killing the person in front of me. You should have cast magic, but nothing activates.

"You think magic works for God? Well, no. Anyway, I've been observing him for two weeks after he died. You depend on him. [M] Think about this opportunity to dream away or something...... hmm?

Anaza-level suddenly took my hand. And start staring seriously between your fingers. At that moment, my body glowed golden.

"... for Christ's sake, it's troublesome. I didn't plan to do this... but I still don't think the goddess class can be powerful from me."

"Huh?"

"Well... when this happens, you should taste despair in that world with Hayashi."

My vision was covered in light. And something, a floating feeling... yes, just like when they brought me from Japan to anasm _________.