Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

That was the night before Rio headed to the night club.

Late at night, when the man of the king's capital has completely fallen asleep.

A few days have already passed since my stay in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Galark, and I have finally begun to get used to my life in the Inn, and I have also become a little nervous.

When I gave my back to a bed I was still a little unfamiliar with, and Miharu and the others staying in Wang Du's Inn were also in bed -, Miharu Ayase dreamed.

In the sepia colored landscape, a familiar boy and girl are facing each other.

It's natural to look familiar.

Because they are childhood friendly and the girl is Miharu herself.

My head is strangely calm and my consciousness is clear when I say I'm in a dream.

Miharu watched herself and her childhood tame boy face each other from the side.

Definitely.

The dream I'm having now is a reproduction of events Miharu has experienced in the past.

That was about one summer day.

The sun falls with brilliance - the sweet and sour events of such a day.

Miharu thinks.

I was weak back then, a crybaby, and it was normal for me to go around beside a childhood tame boy, he said.

I was a strong acquaintance and at the time I had no friends who seemed like friends besides boys.

So I guess that was natural.

It was when I learned that the childhood boy would disappear from before me, and Miharu at the time cried out in a woe.

Miharu in her dreams was crying and desperately embracing a childhood tame boy.

In contrast to his young self, who does not stop crying, the childhood tame boy in his dreams encourages Miharu in his temperament.

In retrospect, the childhood tame boy was always beside me, always kind and more protective of Miharu than anyone else.

"The next time we see each other, we'll get married!

In Miharu, who will not stop crying forever, a childhood tame boy called out resolutely.

I'll definitely pick you up.

Young Miharu is blurring up at the face of a childhood tame boy.

Miharu watching from the side also got kind of embarrassed, looking at the two of them from the corner of the road as they moaned and nagged.

"… do. Do. Marry!

Answer the young Miharu in her dreams with a smile all gleaming.

Don't you even kiss a childhood tame boy thoughtfully when you break up?

Will I be able to imitate that to myself now? Surprisingly, I may have been bold these days.

It kind of made me a little embarrassed even once again. I feel my cheeks turn red when I say I'm in a dream.

The dream progressed as it was, and it became a scene where young Mi-chun dropped off a boy walking away in a car.

Young Mi-chun is waving desperately toward her departing car.

No day in Miharu's life has been happier than this one. And no day has been more sad than this.

But it is certain that Miharu vowed from this day forward to be strong.

And Miharu strives to be a good daughter-in-law.

Believe me, one day he'll pick me up...

(That?)

Like changing the channel of a TV show, Miharu's watching scene suddenly switched.

Slowly open your eyes and see the sight spreading in front of you.

There was a childhood tame boy there.

The scene shifts as if it were a digest.

But all of them had Miharu's unknown place on stage, and there was no Miharu next to the boy.

In a changing scene, the boy is somehow working hard on a lot of things.

Study, help with housework, help with agriculture, martial arts and the boy was working straight.

The look smiles, and Miharu supports the boy in his dreams.

Little by little the boy grows.

Somehow the boy is working hard to meet Miharu.

"The next time we see each other, we'll get married!

That's a non-binding, faint promise.

An oath made by a boy and a girl who have no idea what the future will be like...

Normally you forget such promises as you grow, or maybe even if you remember, you don't think to keep them.

But the boy in the dream was trying to keep that promise by the time he was foolish.

It's all for Miharu...

Even if it was an event in the dream that my aspirations created, Miharu was very happy about it.

Maybe this is how he was trying, too, in reality.

When I think about it, my cheeks are about to loosen.

But if it really is, can I be reunited with the boy from now on?

It's not Earth, I've come to some distant world...

Miharu remembered an unsatisfactory anxiety to name.

The scene shifts even while we do so.

Soon the boy was about the same age as Miharu is now.

(I figured you'd be hot on a girl...)

The boy in the dream is growing up very well.

So much so that it leaves an old shadow and I think it's really growing this way.

Surprisingly, the boy is going to the same high school as Miharu.

(I wish I really did. Go to high school with me......)

If I'd been in the same class at the same high school, I would have had so much to tell you then.

But reality is not that good, and there were no boys in the class where Miharu was once enrolled.

Miharu came to this world not long after school.

Before I got along with my classmates yet, none of us could be considered friends except those who enrolled with me from the same middle school, but I think I would have noticed if I had enrolled in the same class on the boulder.

(It was only a few months ago, wasn't it?)

Yes, it's only been a few months since Miharu and the others came to this world.

It wasn't long, but Miharu thinks it was a very dense time.

Wouldn't it have been a summer vacation by now if I had stayed on Earth?

(Can I go home...?

Miharu shook her head (wearing it) hard so as to dispel the invisible anxiety ahead.

Concentrate on the sight in front of you.

Apparently, the boy passed the same high school as Miharu brilliantly, and his induction day has arrived.

Although I haven't been there in just a few days, that was definitely the high school Miharu was attending.

The boy is running his gaze on a bulletin board set up in the school yard trying to find his class.

Secondly, the boy's gaze was fixed at one point.

(Oh, I wonder if you found your own class)

Though in my dreams, if I were in the same class as myself, I'd be very happy with that.

Miharu softly stopped next to the boy, honking his chest, trying to see the name written ahead of his gaze.

(Huh... my name?

Apparently, the boy discovered Miharu's name and stopped his gaze.

It is true that Miharu is enrolled in the first class, so it is not surprising that the boy discovered Miharu's name before his own.

The boy stares at Miharu's name with his eyes round.

He was giving a gentle peek at the smile in his mouth.

Then the boy discovered his class and ran a slight glance around him. Probably looked for Miharu.

But there were plenty of people around for the entrance ceremony, and the boy inevitably followed the scene.

(Eh, you and Jaya slept on this day, and you're late for school...)

If it is to conform to reality, it will probably be critical time for Miharu to come to this occasion for the start of the entrance ceremony.

It was customary for Miharu to attend school with the three members of the Chido family - Guigu, Aki and Yasai.

Originally, Aki and I went to elementary school together, but from there on the way, Aki's mother's remarriage partner's stepchildren, Nobu and Aya, began to join us, and that became customary.

It's a dream anyway, so I wish it would come at the same time conveniently, not as it is in real life - a dream that isn't accommodating in weird places.

Miharu accidentally smiled bitterly.

And the entrance ceremony begins.

So Wangshatsuki (Sulagitsuki), a senior since Miharu's middle school years, was offering a welcome greeting to freshmen.

Sharon is the student chairman of the school and the facial presence of the entire school.

He is an outstanding talent with both academic and athletic talent, and has always kept top grades, gaining prominence from all around him as an admirer.

(It's a boulder, Sharon.)

Freshmen and women alike had their envious eyes on Sharon.

Even though she is beautiful, she is well-dressed, riddled, and she has a brilliance that I admire unexpectedly even though she is of the same sex.

Is the boy in love with Sharon as well?

With that in mind, Miharu roughly turns her gaze to the boy.

But the boy seems to care more about the class where Miharu is, and Sharon's greeting doesn't seem to be in his ear.

I don't even look forward to the Shark Moon.

I don't have a voice, but I'm glad about that, and Miharu accidentally made me laugh.

Then, also listening to the slightly boring principal, Miharu decides to look at the side of the boy.

At the end of the entrance ceremony and the slightly longer homeroom, the boy headed first to the classroom where Miharu was located.

Karaoke had invited me by a group of mixed men and women who were sitting beside me when I left, but the boy politely refused.

Stopping in front of Miharu's classroom, the boy took a small, deep breath, feeling a little nervous.

(Good luck!

Miharu stood next to the boy and sent a voice of support in her heart.

I envy myself a little in my dreams that I will be reunited with the boy from now on.

I'm also getting a little nervous about Miharu watching from the side.

Miharu's class also seems to have already finished the homeroom, but the majority of students are still in the classroom, flowering in chatter with a hustle and bustle as far as the hallway.

Let's take a quick peek inside through the door of the classroom that's open.

I watched the classroom for a while, but soon discovered who I was looking for and fixed my point of view.

(Ah, there he is. It's me...)

It was rarely Miharu sitting there.

What are you thinking, Miharu is blurry and sitting in a chair looking forward.

(Ugh, I'm floating...)

A blank zone had been created around Miharu as several groups that had already been able to talk amicably.

The strong personality of people is not very different from what it used to be.

I'm so nervous about talking to the first person I meet, I'm not good at it.

If the other person was a woman, I wouldn't be too nervous about being talked to or from myself if I needed to, but talking about being a male opponent often got stuck in words and had trouble talking, of course.

The fact that childhood boys often get a little bit from boys in elementary school after they transfer to school, or that they were tamed and spoken to by men as they walked around the city in the most recent days coming to the world today, may be the reason why they are not comfortable with the opposite sex.

One of the reasons I haven't been very immune to the opposite sex is that I've only talked to my brother-in-law and brother-in-law Aki since middle school, Precious or Aristocratic.

Inevitably, I grew accustomed to more opportunities to act together as I spent time with Aki, my sister's share for Miharu, but whatever the younger Ayato was, there is also a history that I was somewhat bad at when I first met Nobu.

(With that said, you weren't too nervous when you talked to Mr. Hart...)

Sometimes the first time I met him was in an emergency, but I wasn't even nervous when I talked to him alone in my subsequent life.

Maybe that's because Miharu was unconsciously overlapping Rio and the Spring Man -.

"Excuse me. That girl is Miharu Ayase, isn't she?

The boy asked one of the female students who was talking near the entrance to the classroom.

"Huh?... Oh, oh, uh, what do you think? Oh, I'm just gonna check on the roster. Why don't you wait?

The female student, voiced, answered the boy with a slight eye round.

Head straight to the roster and seating chart you keep on the table. The remaining female students in the meantime looked intrigued and asked for the boy's name and class.

"I'm home! Sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we go home? Let's pick up Aki and the Yamans. Oh... Sharon's texting me."

Then a young man came there and spoke to Miharu in affection.

He is Aki's brother-in-law, Nobuku Chido.

Girl students in the class were slightly tinted as a result of Guigu entering the classroom.

Nobuku has a long, tidy face that emits a seemingly welcoming atmosphere.

Perhaps it is natural that I was caught in the eye by a female student on the first day of school.

"Oh, I wonder if we're dating after all. Chido, you and that kid."

"Beautiful men, beautiful women, two suits."

"I'm seriously jealous of my lovers getting into the same high school with each other!

and so on, and the female students are flowering in rumors of rape.

With that sight in sight, the boy looked somewhat taken aback.

(Uh...)

I had a bad feeling, and Miharu was bloody distracted.

I do look like a lover when I see the interaction between the two of them right now.

Because it's my first day of school, and Aki and Yamato were just making a promise to come home with me.

Maybe the boy got it wrong.

Then there,

"This is Ayase."

And the girl student, who was checking the roster and the seating chart, came back and told the boy.

"... Really? Thank you."

With a slight smile, the boy says thank you.

Returning his heel as it was, the boy tried to walk away from the classroom where Miharu was.

(Chi, no! Wait, wait!

Miharu hastily tried to call it off, but no words came out.

You can think in this dream, but you can't interfere with the characters.

The girls students who were on the spot also tried to call them off because they tried to walk away just asking, but the boy said, "I'm sorry. Because I'm in a hurry," he said after the scene.

(No, it's not. Hey, please! Wait!)

I call you to stick around, but the boy's footsteps never stop.

The boy had a face like he chewed up a bitter worm.

On its side, Miharu learns the feeling of being able to tighten her heart.

Then, once again, the scene of my dreams changed.

Now it looks like the apartment where the boy lives is on stage.

Did you just move out, or in a less lifelike room, the boy is blurry asleep and looking at the ceiling.

This has been going on for a long time.

What the hell are you thinking?

I can't read any emotions from that faceless face.

Miharu couldn't resist watching the boy.

But because this is the place to dream, Miharu had lost sight of a serious event. I'm just waiting for you in a few days. That's just around the corner...

How many times?

Putty and the scene switched.

I wonder how much time has gone by.

The boy has a neater face than Miharu saw earlier. It's like you've decided something...

Apparently now is the time to go to high school.

The boy walks down the road to school dressed in a new uniform.

Soon after arriving at school, the boy went to a classroom with Miharu.

Running his gaze for a moment.

But apparently Miharu hasn't attended school yet.

In a small sigh, the boy returned to his classroom once.

The scene switches as it is. Now it was lunch break time. The boy visited the classroom where Miharu was supposed to be again, but there is still no Miharu.

That's how the scene switched several times and after repeating similar scenes, the boy heard from students who were in the classroom about the fact that Miharu was out of school.

Apparently, he hasn't heard anything about his absence.

Listen to that story and peek at the boy's slightly anxious face.

(Could it be -)

I had a bad feeling, and Miharu made me pull my face.

(This dream is after I'm gone...)

The creeping sensation of frozen spine strikes Miharu.

If that's the case...

I'm afraid to imagine ahead.

I don't like it.

I don't want to see it.

I don't want to see it from now on.

Afraid to see.

But ruthlessly pale dreams progress.

One day, the fact that some students, including Miharu, disappeared was revealed to students.

Since one of them was the student chairman's shark moon, I guess he decided that the school side could not hide any more because there were already quite a few rumors rampant on campus.

With this day at the border, the boy hardly ever smiles.

Rumors of Miharu's disappearance flew around the school of her choice, but the students quickly lost interest.

There's nothing a high school boy can do to find a place to go, and he's going to have a stuffy day with no place to do it.

Miharu couldn't even turn away from her face, just watching the boy's days turning into flying.

How much easier it would have been to forget about Miharu, who disappeared, and have fun singing about her life.

It's hard to be shown to forget yourself and stay close to other women, but it was harder to be shown to live dragging about yourself.

(Still going on...?

Boy in a dream - no, the youth went to college in Tokyo.

Apparently, this dream isn't over yet.

How far will it last? It's like digesting his whole life together. This dream...

There is no one beside him.

The young man seemed to have received several confessions from women, but he kept saying no to all of them.

Although they also seem to live alone, work part-time, and have a full college life from the side, youth try to distance themselves from people and live their lives.

Still, his innate kindness remained to help the old man in need on the side of the road, and to help the girl who was about to cry after boarding the bus, and Miharu was kind of driven by the thought of not doing it whenever she could show up like that.

I hope we can't have a conversation. I hope my existence wasn't noticed. Even if this is where I dream, I still want to be beside him.

Miharu decided to get ready and watch the youth live.

Days without change ensue.

Wow, I feel like a very, very long dream without interruption.

That was a sad story.

Talk about frustration, despair, agony, just staying alive without any idea.

I want it to be a happy ending at the very least.

You don't have to be yourself. I want it to end up smelling like a future where young people are bound to someone and live happily ever after.

But Miharu's wishes will never come true.

(Ahhh..., ahhh...)

A bus with a young man on board has been in an accident.

Yes, sadly, the young man is dead.

Immediate death -, it was such a tragic (at best) sight that I just absolutely thought it would be.

The position of the seat where the youth sat no longer retains its original shape.

Some of the remnants of the bus, which turned sideways into gushagusha, are stained red with blood.

(Yes, I don't... No, no, no!

Miharu exclaimed in her dreams,

"Huh!"

So I woke up.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

At the same time as she woke up, Miharu felt a strong palpitation, resulting in mild hyperventilation.

I wet my bedtime outfit with a sleeping sweat, and my heart is beating to the point where it seems like I can stretch out of my way.

My whole body was so cold that I didn't feel alive.

I can't stop my body trembling.

When Miharu woke up, she wrapped her upper hanging around her and stared at her in the dark.

"Dreams... right"

I shrug and squirm.

Yes, dreams. This is a dream.

It must be a dream.

Otherwise he will not be saved.

Oh no...

In that, it's like...

(Is it my fault...... If I stop crying, don't promise me that...)

Promises made at an early age are usually weathered with growth.

Trying to live up to that promise in discipline may be a fool or an unusual human thing to do.

But both the boy and Miharu have grown upright based on that pale promise.

Mi-chun keeps waiting for the boy, the boy keeps following Mi-chun, and continues to follow that shadow even after Mi-chun disappears -.

Maybe that promise was a curse for the boy.

If Miharu had stopped crying and done her goodbye beautifully then, wouldn't the boy have said such a promise?

Wouldn't that have prevented the boy from living bound by his promise?

That's what Miharu thought.

Yes, that's what made him so unhappy...

"I wonder if it's because I said all I could..."

With that word in his mouth, Miharu burst into tears.

I know that's just a dream.

But it's just supposed to be a dream...

I was wondering if that was really an event that would happen...

As if he had suffered from a paranoia (paranoia), the youth's final stages were engraved in the back of Miharu's brain.

"... who?

Sound of cloth rubbing right next to her, Miharu reflexively turned to the dark who (or what) did.

I definitely slept in this direction...

"Miharu"

"Eye...... honey? Were you awake?

It was Isiah who was there after all.

Isiah's presence is even thinner than usual due to her wearing a black piece, lost in the dark.

Softly approaching without sound, Isiah stroked Miharu's cheek softly.

It's a cold hand that doesn't feel the temperature.

But why?

Somehow Miharu felt pompous and warm.

Comfortable drowsiness soon strikes and Miharu's consciousness rapidly interrupts.

"Goodnight, Miharu"

Hope you have a good dream this time...

I felt Isiah squeaking so close, Miharu got a peaceful sleep.