Junko said the first challenge was to open your mind, but even if you just had a little conversation with your dreams, I can ask you something that's not a glimmer.
(Think it's as good as it responds for once)
I decided to interpret it positively and come to the conversation actively.
"This is... it's in the back of the mountain as you can see, and it's tentative aside because it's a lot of inconvenience. I'm going to find a better place in a while, but by then, I'm going to have to sort out a lot of the stuff I have here and find out about the job at the end of the day. I need your help, too."
"What help?
Looking up at the zo with a decent face, the coming dream asks.
"As for organizing here and giving instructions, I will look into… I am also new to this job, so it will be a form of studying from scratch. It would help if you studied with me, too."
"Uncle, why are you starting work? Is that the job your uncle really wants to do?
I dreamed of coming to ask without fear, and Zao was a little relieved. Again, I think it's better if you just talk and interact.
When Zao was a grade-commissioner in sixth grade, he had been told by teachers to take care of the kids in his class who didn't talk about anything, but it was really tight then. He didn't open his mouth to me no matter how much I talked to him. An unresponsive opponent is hard anyway. Then the child refused to attend school, and that was supposedly Zao's responsibility. Worst memories ever.
"It's just suspicious if it's the job you really want to do. Talk longer, though."
"Do what you don't want to do? Is there a reason I have to do this?
"No..."
"Nonsense. Boring. Even if you don't want to, you have to do it for a reason. The reason I have to do it is mostly boring and crappy. The world design is strange. Everyone who lives in such a world is strange too. Are we all being punished for something? Sin and punishment - both decided by stupid creatures called humans. Living hell. This world is going to hell."
I tried to say it wasn't a matter of not wanting to do it or anything, but I keep talking as if my dreams were going to sing poetry.
"All you have to do is disappear. The world looks like something, and it's really empty. And... I think so. I'm evil for the world."
A dream that says he's just a kid, but he thinks terribly disgusting. As young as I am, I can't help but wonder how much of an eye it suits me will end up like this.
Zuo thinks that the only way to come to terms with a dream that has become such a thought circuit is to bare your mind, too.
"I feel the same way about boring my life with sand."
"Sand?
I'm Junko, who said I could understand difficult words too, because I read the book a lot, but now the expression didn't seem to make sense.
It was not because Junko told me, but because it was a holding that dared to bump metaphorical representations that children were unlikely to understand. I'm also aiming for the other person to poke at it. To be interested. Zao has also been interested in many of the analogies used by adults as a child.
(You can't just treat a child like a child and make it easy to understand. I dare to bump into you. Remember when you were a child. What attracted you. What inspired growth. what adult did you see and feel this person was an adult)
I don't know if that's the right treatment for this kid, but it was a collection of attempts at what I thought was the best way to treat him.
"You can't even taste the sand, can you?
"Hmm."
"It's up to me to make the boring world interesting. I want to be funny right now, too."
"I mean, was your uncle ever boring, too?
"Right. I just failed, and I was bored. It was a life of regret and muddy water."
Zao spills a bitter laugh.
"Sand, mud..."
This was the first time I came here a dream laughed, but Zao glanced at that laugh. A completely childless grin. It was an indescribable vain smile, neither bitter nor ridiculous.
"Is something wrong? By analogy, I don't think you're wrong."
"Earthly system. It suits my uncle well. But I don't like the smell of mud. I don't like that world either. I don't like a world where you can't get anything unless you live like that."
Receiving the words of his coming dreams, Zao often conceived and chose words.
"Would you rather have fun and hope? Some things are called joy because you struggle to get it."
"My uncle doesn't know. I told you why I couldn't move the dust in the empty, but I don't know why the world is empty and why the dust in the world isn't moving."
"You want me to tell you because I don't know. You... are here to work as a subordinate of mine, and it's a dangerous job. I failed in my previous work because I couldn't properly identify my men. I wasn't sure about my men. Now I want to know."
Zuo complains in a sincere tone as he revives the unpleasant memory of being lightly betrayed and shot by his men who only looked at his achievements and took him to number two.
"I don't know either, but the world just looks empty to me. I can't even imagine the asthma moving. No, not the vermin in the world... I work here and I don't even know if my vermin works. It would be easier if I didn't want anything, but I... want something"
The way I came to speak in my dreams was as abstract as ever, but the voice had a painful sound.
"You came here to make that wish come true, didn't you?
Zuo asks to confirm.
"The same was true of being modified by Junko, but in the end I didn't change anything. I texted Junko and I came here today."
"I see. But I can't afford the coverage you want. Like I don't have the coverage I want. I hate to work hard, but I just have to work hard."
"I didn't say I didn't like working hard."
A coming dream that sounds a little angry.
"You said you didn't like the smell of mud.
"Hard work is all about the muddy smell?
"There's a lot of sweat and mud. That's why getting what you want makes it worth it. If we skipped the process and only got results, I'd think that would be more boring."
……
To the words of Zao, the coming dream was silent but not unresponsive, and seemed as if it was conceived.
(Has there been any progress in the current conversation? Well, I just found this kid himself thirsty for change. Otherwise I wouldn't be here, nor would I speak of despair and hope)
I thought he was a nasty kid, but at this rate, he starts to get optimistic that he's going to gradually open his mind as well.
"For now, you can make it easier today. Let's start work tomorrow. As I said earlier, when it comes to work, it's about organizing here first and learning about the job itself."
"Okay."
Nodding, a little dreaming of coming to take off your clothes. It gets sooo pungent as it is.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"I'm taking it easy. Me, I always look like I was born in the house. I hate clothes."
"Oh well..."
A distracting zo. I saw the groin for a moment, but I saw it. There was no male genitalia.
(But also body bumps... if you're about this age, even if your chest is getting a little bloated...)
I dreamed of coming again while I thought so, and Zao was surprised. My dreams were dignified and bearded my crotch, relaxed and sat back, so I took a good look at its groin.
There was no male genitalia in the groin, but there was no female genitalia either.
"You... gender..."
"None. Not a man or a woman. You can't sprinkle seeds, you can't be a field."
That's what the dream answers with a flat face.
"The world stumbles on unusual things. Hang on. So this world is crap."
A dream to state in a pale voice.
The pain of coming dreams is only known in coming dreams. But still, Zuo thought for a moment that the coming dream had the right to deny the world.
night. Both Zuo and his dreams led him to stay in this tentative aside.
Zao thought it would be better to stay in rather than go back to his home in order to concentrate on his new job. My dream is to run away from home and come here, so there is no other place to stay.
When I couldn't sleep, I heard a slight noise from the warehouse.
(Are you dreaming? Are you doing something?
I get up concerned and head to the warehouse. The lights are on.
What Zao saw when he went into the warehouse was a coming-and-dream appearance, dressed naked and brought to the container, where he would have picked it up, with large pieces of glass pierced into his throat.
(Are you trying to kill yourself? This is...... of course it stops, but it doesn't taste good even if it stops poorly)
Zuo breathes and tries to speak quietly.
"Dream."
Speaking up, the dreams mostly turned to Zoe.
"Nothing more can be done to the dead"
That dialogue of Zuo almost naturally came out with his mouth shut. Reminds me of another friend from the other world the other day.
(The competent and promising guy is dead, but incompetent I'm still alive. incapacitated or alive, there is as much you can do)
A stranger, a dreamer with a lot of heavy stuff, and Zuo believes that won't change.
"There's nothing I don't know how I feel. I tried to kill myself, too. I was stopped."
At the hospital, he remembers the interaction between Junko and the mysterious Kansai, a zodiac that spills lightning laughter.
"We're all the same in a series of hard things if we're alive. Don't get me thinking inside. But still, I keep trying to do what I want. And... clumsy guys like me fail over and over and over and regret it..."
Talking brings back many of its humiliating memories.
"Still, I don't want to lose, and I'm scratching my feet like no other. Believe me, if you don't think you lost, you didn't lose."
"You know... uncle. There's no point in preaching that."
The coming dream smiled and threw a glass fragment.
"I know, too. With my head, I know it's not a good idea to kill myself, and I don't want to die. I'm scared to death, too."
Smile, and at the same time come dreaming with a crying face.
"Uncle, do you know what the devil says?
"Oh."
"Is this what that word means? Suddenly something bad comes into me." Demon "- that kind of thing. That moves me on my own and makes me do weird things. I try to make him kill himself. I've done it many times before. I don't even know myself. Me... I know. I must be out of my mind."
As I listened, I thought the darkness in my dreams was considerable.
"Uncle...... What I'm going to say now is how I really feel."
In the words of his dreams, which he never stopped smiling, Zao caught a glimpse of hope.
"I came here and my uncle told me that I was going to start a new job, and my uncle told me that we were going to start doing things together that he didn't even know, so I..."
The smile of my dreams turns into a full smile.
"I was so excited."
Hearing the words, Zao was driven by the urge to embrace his coming dreams and do it, but he couldn't even think of it that far.