Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Oh, this is a dream...

I can't say anyone, but I often realize in my dreams that this is a dream.

Well, if that's not why you can manipulate your dreams, then you can't end them deliberately. I just kept looking at it as it flowed.

I'm running desperately in my dreams.

I don't know if it was in the boat or the factory somewhere, but I put a futuristic small gun on my hand and sometimes I was shooting it in the back.

... are you even at war...?

I don't remember dreaming memories, but they're not dreams you'll ever see in your life, are they? But this dream, you mean, the occasion? What did you see...?

Desperately running, an outsider woman ran through the side and something suddenly disappeared out of sight. What the hell?

Soon the scene changed and I was in a basement kind of place.

There were countless things laid down there.

... eggs...?

Closer to rugby balls than eggs. Oh, this is...

Something nasty sweats flowing through me, but I can't do anything about it because I'm in a dream. When I stare, the egg opens to peel off the banana,

I in my dreams shoot a futuristic little gun and destroy an egg.

As he was shooting at me, the scene changed again, and something was caught.

I still have eggs in front of me like rugby balls.

I hear a peck and a noise, and unlike earlier, the chick cracks and goes as if it exits the shell.

Something glows in the egg. That's looking at me.

- He's coming out!

"Bae!"

And I woke up from a dream where what came out stuck to my face.

"... dreams, or..."

I can tell I woke up from a dream, but for some reason my eyelid doesn't open. What the hell!?

When I couldn't figure out the translation and it solidified on the bed, something snapped next to me, and my vision opened.

"... those pants I know..."

Adult pants I've seen before...... is that a prick? But why you, Pritz?

"Good morning, Master"

A made-to-measure dremi appeared next to the pants I know.

When I woke up with no explanation, it was my room.

"... oh, a dream..."

Gradually my brain woke up and understood this situation.

"Pritch, you slept on my face again."

I'll sleep in my house, Pretty, but I'll show you the mysterious habit of saying I'll sleep on my face once in a while.

"Damn. Stop giving birth to weird things at night."

Well, you can't do that to me sleeping, but the world doesn't know what's gonna happen. Don't be alarmed.

Get out of bed and get dressed.

I tried to leave the room neat and refreshed, but turn in front of the door. Right. Go to Doremi, who still holds Pritsu-An.

"Pritz, what's wrong with you?

I usually wake up as much as I do, but when I sleep on my face, I sleep somehow.

"I don't know, Prish, but I think you're lonely."

Huh? Do you miss me? What the hell?

Ask Doremi for an explanation, but Doremi doesn't answer just by looking at me. What the hell, those blaming eyes?

No, Doremi's eyes are as usual. It doesn't make any difference, but somehow I felt that way.

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I don't know what it is, but it's unwillingness to be seen with such eyes, and there's something hard to defy.

Huh - he sighed one more time and pulled the prick out of Doremi's arm and put it on his head.

"Dremi, come on."

As you reach out, a made-to-measure dremi transforms into a cat-shaped dremi. He kicked the floor and stuck it in my arm.

"These are laborious princesses."

I sighed one more time and left the room.