The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Directly (...). Picking me up, how the hell?

"No way, Plum, in your dreams......!?

Manuferno looks anxiously at Metius.

"I wonder if Metius is right. Dive into the Plum consciousness."

"Greg, maybe you're going into consciousness with an autonomic drive formula (apict) for the neuro-operated system!?

Lentomia, responding quickly to my words, peered into my face as if it had snapped.

"That's the place."

Pram has already finished treating the oral infusion and is only being monitored for the biological reaction (vital) of the fairy Metius.

Metius's Tactical Information Display (Tactics) screen, which is shared with me (data link), asked me how my blood composition was slowly approaching normal.

Physically. There's nothing wrong with that already. Pram is like a sleeping princess in spite of the fact that she never wakes up.

I deploy tactical intelligence displays (tactics) to prepare a hidden technique.

"It's not safe! It's Gugle's eighteenth (Ohako) to manipulate and disrupt the other's nerves, but entering the other's consciousness is tantamount to entering a phase space or isolated junction... Greg himself might not be able to make it back!?

Lentomia curled in a breath, leaning (blushing) her elf ears slightly to a sigh mix.

You probably don't think you can convince me.

"I wouldn't do such a dangerous thing alone. But now we have you, Manu, and Metius. If the moment passes and you don't wake up, you need to force me to cancel the operation."

"Ugh, yeah......"

Lentomia nods like a rare, normal boy.

"Guru, what are you doing?

"Sage..."

Iola and Riola asked us how we were doing, as if they had guessed something.

"To the wise... to help the pram into your dreams?

Unsurprisingly, Hemperoza says.

I'll pinch the brunette girl's cheek with my finger, who was crying until earlier.

"Oh yes, I suppose." Sage "can do a lot of things. So wait a while. Ah... yes. But if I don't wake up, why don't you join Lentomia and call us out loud?

"Wow, I get it!

Hemperoza finally had a rough nose and her eyes glowed.

"Iola, Riola. Hempero. Greg does this all the time. There's nothing wrong with that. Well... let's take a few seats off so we don't get in the way"

Faria left the room with the three of them saying so in a calm voice.

The female warrior, whose plain clothes followed the board, waving out of the room with no wind to worry about otherwise, as if she were just saying, "It's the usual thing".

"Trust. Mr. Faria trusts Greg so much."

"Really? Nothing. He's right. It happens all the time."

"Worry. I... am not as strong as Mr. Faria..."

When Manuferno said that quietly, he grabbed my sleeve with a meticulous face.

"Ha. Well... he said he could fix it."

Though I've tried to put it mildly, it's actually the first time I've ever infiltrated someone else's mind. Exactly nervous, but I can sit on the bunk and lie right next to the plum.

Hold the hand of the plum and connect the ganglion with a magic thread (Magiwire) at the base there.

What you can tell by closing your eyes is the warmer fingertip temperature and the smell of sweet treats. Those did make me feel like a plum existed.

Behind the closed eyelids is a tactical information display (tactics). From that, I choose and inspire a technique I've never done before.

"Direct Nervous System Connection……, Autonomous Drive Formula (APPLECT)!"

Instantly my vision filled with white light, and my consciousness began to sink deep and deep, feeling as I slid down the railings of the spiral staircase.

If we want to do the same thing in the world of science and civilization, we need to muscle and prepare for the difficult theory that neural potentials are just transmitters.

But not in this world. "Connecting minds" is the area of "magic (...)" produced by the soul.

I hold the hand of the other person I want to let go through my heart and I want to connect... I heard from the Master of Magic (...) that it is a primitive magic that exists from an ancient period far beyond prehistoric magical civilization.

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When I realized I was in a world of fuzzy cotton candy.

Peachy anyway, smells sweet.

No wind, no hot or cold.

Looking up, I can tell it's slightly blue and empty. The ground is made of white cotton that seems to be good for sleeping anywhere.

"Is this where Pram dreams... fuzzy, sounds like him"

Unexpectedly a grin spills over comfort. Of course, this is not a real space, but a virtual world created by Plum's brain.

Unlike the "isolated junction", which is a real different space, the principle is the same.

Would that be the case, close to a kind of closed space where Demon King Denmark was trapped inside the spirit body of a giant plant monster (...)?

"... Greg, are you?

And I looked back when I accidentally spoke.

"Plum!"

"Mr. Grey, he's Mr. Grey -!

Scarlet-haired girl turned her eyes round to surprise and with a 100% grin from the bottom of her heart, she has dived thoughtfully.

Though the full dive was the usual, unexpectedly the weight could be taken lightly fluttered. I'm in a boulder dream.

I hug that fine shoulder.

I can't usually do that in the light, but I'm in a dream here.

"Greg! Are you here..."

From the cherry blossom coloured lips, there was a sweet voice all over the place.

"All the distribution at all...... I've been looking for you."

"Finally, you're with Plum?

"Together..., we would have been together forever, wouldn't we? Plum... how could you be alone here?

I looked around. Seems cozy, but nothing sekai.

Pram raised his face with his arm around his hips to my inquiry. I have tears in my big scarlet eyes.

"... we're not together."

"Huh...?

A dark shadow is falling as you peek into the face of the plum into your inadvertently lowered voice.

"Plum is... Plum is... a bad boy who can't..."

"Bad boy?

I'll wait for the next word. He said something, and yet he can't say it. Such time passes. Though that could have been as long as a blink.

"Hempero, Sister Rio, Brother Io... Sister Manu, Sister Faria... Guys, we all love it... the plum..."

There are big tears on that face, and.

"The truth is... I wish it was just you and Greg..."

Porridge, and pearl-like tears spilled.

"Plum......"

"It would be fun to be with everyone...... Glad to hear it......! Hempero... Sister Manu... when I see her getting along with Greg... it hurts here."

I can't find a word to say to the plum that grabs the center of my chest with a slightly trembling hand.

I also forgot to breathe. I exhale my accumulated breath with...

- Nothing, one thing I couldn't have noticed.

Only three months ago, I was spending time alone with Plum.

Always smiling, burning my hands at the fun, annoying artificial life form, scratching me like an asshole, but me and Plum were in the hall, and we didn't leave for a while.

But maybe it was just selfish self-satisfaction to make up for my missing part with a doll named Plum.

Still, eventually, Iola and the others came and Hemperosa came - and I assumed on my own that Plum's fun had increased for that matter.

Little by little, Plum and I were spending less time. Without even realizing that, I was chased by something every day and assumed.

I had no choice.

- Ergonote. You... you've spotted this far...

Oh, and I looked up at the ambiguous sky.

"No matter how much fun it is, that time ends one day -... That way, Mr. Grey gets a little farther..."

Couldn't I have noticed you while I was creating it myself? That Pram is hurting such a small chest.

"Sorry."

"Mr. Grey...?

"I always thought I'd help Plum first..."

"I know that. Always, always, always, Greg, you served me. Okay?

to hold the girl laughing and touch her forehead, chubby, with her lips.

"... All right! From now on, I'm just for Pram! And let's stay here. Always the two of us!

- Greg?

It's like Plum's baffled, but with a very happy grin.

"It's kind of been a lot of trouble. I'm tired of staying up all night... and I'm going to let you take a nap here..."

When I said that, I lay down with a gobble. It's a great place to sleep I've never experienced before, and I think I'll be able to sleep anytime, anywhere.

Wow......

When I accidentally yawned, Pram sat down next to me and smiled like he was in terrible trouble.

Continued