The Economics of Prophecy

A week after that dream day, I was again here to help with the futures market. High paperwork wall in front of me. It is undone that I processed all that last time.

Alfina says seniors have been going to college for the past week. I guess I'm busy with Noel or Mathier opponents about the tank.

And I have a packed schedule of visitors today, and the seniors are in the next room.

I was in a bad mood earlier in the hallway with Senior Pulra. He said it was a waste of time trying to scorch Cocowus to the limit. Accountants at the Plura Chamber of Commerce must be tough too.

When it comes to Senior Plura's treats, those were delicious...... I tried to remember the taste of tiramisu in my dreams. Notice blurred memories. Makes me a little sad.

Looks like the next customer is here. I wonder if this footstep is Noel.

"... you've had a hard time. … with ambiguous recognition of several techniques. Besides, such a complicated form. How many rebuilds and how many demonic crystals did you use..."

Noel's dissatisfaction can be heard from the next room, the exchange's manager's office. I thought you were talking about the shape of the tank. Looks like it fits with a new impossibility.

... If you mean a few tricks, you talked to me too. Because seniors lack strictness...... Look, there's a missing number here.

I shook my head and stood up. I opened the door to the next room. Noel, who had just hit the pickup desk with a cobble, looked back.

"Well, for a reason, I'll leave you to lose this time. It's gonna be tough."

Noel left the room to be replaced with me, to say the ominous things. Seniors are behaving suspiciously. There is an elongated wooden box on the reception desk. It's going to be tough...... next job I guess.

I took the paperwork and told him that the numbers to be had were missing. The fix was soon over.

"Uh, Meer, do you have a minute?"

When I tried to get my hips up, the seniors stopped me. The hand is stretched out into a crate on the desk.

"What's wrong, Senior? Altered."

I listened as calmly as I could. Considerable difficulty is expected to be observed from the expression of seniors. To be honest, I wanted you to talk to me a little earlier.

"No, look.... before this. You said you wanted a reward for helping you with your job."

For a moment I wondered what you were talking about, but I immediately remembered. I was talking about that before I had that dream.

"What I remember is inspiration. But I didn't say what I wanted?

"That's it, somehow. You said you came up with something that Meer might be happy with. Did you see..."

Seniors noted that they did not get the guidelines.

"Is there a senior?

I'm glad you thought voluntarily. But do you know what I want from a senior? Anyway, it's not the seniors in my dreams that are in front of me. Besides, all I want from my senior is in that dream......

I accidentally rubbed my left hand finger.

"Just look, this is it..."

A senior put a crate in front of me. I opened the elongated box. There is a red cloth laying inside, with a silver chain sleeping on it. The tip of the stretched chain is hidden in a folded cloth.

Is it a necklace? I care about accessories for seniors.... Yeah, I'm still forbidden to be alarmed. There is also the possibility of some kind of tool.

I slowly turned the cloth. What appeared under the silver chain was a golden shaping...... That harmonious form of reflecting light, my hand stopped.

"... Huh!

I accidentally suppressed my mouth with one hand. That shape on the necklace, that ring I thought was the prettiest in the world, yeah, in the universe, emits a golden glow.

"Uh, I don't know what to say. You said you remembered the shape Meer seemed to like, or you dreamed about it. Even so, I remembered the formula Meer explained to me in my dreams..."

And my vision shook at the words of the ensuing seniors. As if that hologram, a band of light flows through your eyes.

"Oh, hey, Meer, what's up?"

Tears were spilling when I noticed.

That ring I couldn't bring out of my dreams. Seniors took that home as a formula. And that meant, above all, that our memories were shared.

"Ricardo. Tell Meer what... Do you know what a magic gold ring means?"

Alfina, who was at the desk, rushed closer to how we were. When she looked in the crate, she looked at the senior.

"Oh, oh, uh, this is just a necklace... meaning?

"That's right. The Demonic Gold Ring will never break in the normal way. So...... Especially the index finger on your left hand, which leads to the heart…"

Alfina keeps explaining. In short, in the habit of a noble house...... that sort of thing.

"If that's what Ricardo is, I accept it. Meer and I have some previous promises...... But I didn't even get it..."

Finally, Alfina swelled her cheeks.

"No, not the ring, this is just a necklace, or of course this ring is the main body. This includes…"

Seniors are in complete panic. Indeed, technically, it's not the same as if it were. It's pretty conservative that it's only part of the necklace. I rubbed my eyes and wet my tears.

However, Alfina is making one mistake.

"It's okay. Alfina, this is for my left hand" pharmacopoeia ”. That's right. Senior."

I tried to put the ring under the chain on my finger. Chains cannot be fitted in the way. But I can tell that the circumference remains what I hoped for in the other world.

"How do you know that? I mean, that's not okay with the one!!

"Hmm. There's something between you two, isn't there?"

Alfina looked at me with her cheeks swollen more than just now.

"That's a secret. But that's right. So Ricardo can take this chain off."

I said seniors sideways. You can fold it all at once, but the seniors seemed to think it was a dream, and I'm really good with this presentation, so I'll just pull you one step here.

But...

I remember the knowledge I brought home from the other world. That theory that this world is a 3D shadow Hologram. As soon as I saw this ring, my understanding was completely restored then.

Everything in the world is on a certain plane, and what mirrors it is our reality, Hologram. The hologram changes its shape by the angle at which it shines light.

The world over here and the world over there. A reflection of the information on the same plane, with light from behind and from the table. That story that you can even think about it.

And the magic left in the shards of the crystal.

In the predecessor's hypothesis, crystal magic communicates information with unlikely efficiency. I mean, accessing between two worlds that you can't possibly cross...

Maybe we exchanged information beyond two holograms. I don't know what shape that is, but I think that's that shared memory that's a dream, but not a dream.

The shape of this ring. The formula that's making it. If you interpret that...... I let go of me and saw Ricardo making an explanation to Alfina. And whine small.

"If you make me wait too long, I'll grab you by the other world. Senior."