"Well, it's time for me to head back to the conference room. Looks like the joint meeting just resumed."
"Oh, yeah. Thank you, Dr. Rudd!
"That's okay. It's just, Meg, if you're really going to be sick, you need to talk to me right away. It's good for everyone."
"... yeah, okay"
What about Gil? In response to Dr. Rudd's question, Gill replies that he is here a little longer. Having heard that, Dr. Rudd smiled softly before leaving the room quietly. Honestly, I appreciated it. That Mr. Gill stayed.
"... are you okay"
I guess you cared for me, I felt so relieved that there was nothing I could do about that voice. No longer a tranquilizer. Not to mention Mr. Gill's reliability!
"Well, I'm worried about a lot of things... but I can't help but say I was worried"
"That's true, though."
I cut the word that far, Mr. Gill. Originally, you're not a good talker. Looks like you're looking for words to follow. Thank you, that's sweet. That's why I laughed so little.
"... what"
I laughed extra because that's what Mr. Gill said with a strange face when he saw it. No offense!
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm glad Dr. Gill and Dr. Rudd are worried about you."
"Mm... it would be obvious"
What a subtle look Mr. Gill looks down at this one on the side. The expressive Mr. Gill is precious after all. Even a subtle expression doesn't change the handsome. Cheating.
"Eh heh, thanks. You know, you might think he's weird when you say this..."
Well, regardless of the way you put it, I could be the weird one. That's it! I'll leave that story alone now!
"It's about me, and I think it's a pretty serious problem, huh? But with Gil and the others, I think we can definitely figure this out! I'm anxious, I'm scared, but I'm sure it's gonna be okay."
"Meg......"
It is a completely man-made thought while I am. Hey, no, I'm trying to figure it out myself, right? Of course I'll do my best where I can!
"I'll do my best to train, eat well, and sleep well! I'll do your job right, and I'll listen to you! Oh, that? Kind of changed the story...?
But at the end of the day, that's what I can do best, isn't it? I don't know what to do. And then enough mindfulness? I could hear Mr. Gill blowing out when he was squeaking about that.
"Cook...... sorry. Meg is Meg."
"Mr. Gill, don't laugh."
When I swell my cheeks and complain, I shake my shoulders unnecessarily and Mr. Gill laughs. Hey, hey? But it's usually quiet, so I'm glad you're laughing at me like this... No, wait, I'm the one being laughed at.
"Hey, Mr. Gill."
In anticipation of when Mr. Gill settled down, I spoke quietly. Mr. Gill looked at me with a word about what it was. It is this guy who laughs until now but corrects the attitude of listening properly.
"... sometimes this story caused you to look at me with spicy, sad eyes?
"... oh, you noticed"
"Yeah. I get it. 'Cause it's about Mr. Gill."
Of course, it's not just Mr. Gill. Both your father and Dr. Rudd sometimes looked like spicy people. Well, it might be more right, like, what I just figured out, rather than realizing. I didn't realize it at the time, or I didn't really care. Wasn't that kind of a weird reaction right now? Is it your fault? Like.
"Like after I was blurry...... because everyone seemed worried about the chills. Eh, it's the usual thing for me to worry about... I don't know, it just seemed to worry me a lot more than usual,"
I'm complacent, if you say so, maybe so. But even I don't spend every day just about anything. Really, I'm looking at everyone. If there's a small change, it's something you'll notice.
"You're looking closely.... Did I make you feel bad?
"That's not true! If you need anything, I believed you'd talk to me someday, so I'm fine!
In fact, this is how you told me, isn't it? And if I laughed, Mr. Gill came croaking and stroking my head. A little more powerful than usual. Oh, my hair!
"I didn't know Meg would let me think about it. The grownups are pathetic."
"What are you talking about? I feel sorry for you! Because we're all always so full of amazing work!
Because Mr. Gill is sorry to say that, I put up my index finger and proclaimed it to him. I'm tired of being perfect at everything, and on the contrary, I'm worried. Thus, everyone who puts their emotions outside about their close associates is very people-like and reassuring.
For a moment Gil, on the other hand, had the look of being taken aback, then shook his shoulders again and started laughing. Gil is the guide, Laughing Uedo......
"Just as pitiful, huh?... Huh, yeah...!
"Oh, did I say something that funny?
I'm getting confused about Mr. Gill's laughing bumps. Because it was such a stupid statement? I'm sorry, you idiot...! Dull.
"Let's get back to it, shall we? That's why I thought you'd tell me if you noticed anything. Something was different when I was blurry, or something. It was weird right now, or something. Because..."
Yes, I want you to tell me if you've noticed. That's how I heard the explanation. Now I should be able to demand it.
"Before I know anything, I'm going to run wild... and if something happens that hurts someone, I don't like it. I want to be responsible for what I've done!
"Meg......"
I didn't know, then I'm sorry. It's too late to hurt people. If I can't clean it up with the word I have no choice, I fully agree with my father, the Demon King, who is still making amends.
If you know, if you can take measures, do what you can or you'll regret dying later.
"Hey, Mr. Gill. Please. If I run wild, stop me, okay? Don't hurt anyone.... I think everyone in Ortus is ok where I just rambled off... but still!
So please. I can't help myself. I grabbed both fists and sued him like that, and Mr. Gill graciously hugged me. Whoa, warm. The swollen anxiety shriveled.
"If Meg feels safe with it, I promise. I'll stop it."
"Will you protect the people around you?
"Oh. About Meg, too, I'll protect you"
Mr. Gill assured me so without even showing me the bare gesture to get lost. This guy would definitely do it. I'm sure of that. That's partly because of the trust I've cultivated in my previous relationship, but partly because Mr. Gill has strength.
"Good... thanks, Gill..."
"Meg?"
Surprisingly, I seemed distracted. I was kind of so relieved that I lost my physical strength all at once. Maybe this is a sleeper. I thought I heard Mr. Gill say good night, the moment he gave himself up to me.
─ ─ ─ I'm in a dream.
In recent times, this is also proof that we are accustomed to noticing immediately. I can no longer tell by my senses. You might see something to do with it in the future, that's how I looked around at the bright white space.
"Father...?
In the distance, I could see a father holding his head and about to suffer. What, does it look painful? My father, the demon king, suffers or something, that's not important!? I rushed over to my father, knowing this was in my dreams, but I couldn't wait.
'Gu, this, wasn't... a dream...!? I, I actually...!
Groaning, his father growls bumpy. What is wrong with it?
"Power overflows endlessly... suppress... suppress...! Never again, hurt the people...!
Moments, the vision of a big black dragon hitting the city floats behind my brain. It was sudden, so I leaked my voice small and hippy.
A black dragon that destroys the city relentlessly. Its dragon, which storms like mad, destroys the building with its tail and spits something like a black flame out of its mouth as well. People fleeing, those injured and falling...... the ferocious demons are entering a rough city and chasing people around.
"Is that... father?
This black dragon looks familiar. It's my father's demon type. My whole body shook up. When I hugged my body, my vision disappeared softly, and in front of me my father, who had become a human form, was squatting with a hug of himself, just like me.
'I'm scared... I'm scared of myself...! You can't stay here... you're hurting people again...!
My father is shaking. I am frightened. It's okay, Dad, it's okay. Because it will be resolved properly. Because it's a past I've already gotten over. As soon as I gently reached out and touched my father's shoulder, he turned into a dragon that looked again, and growled his ears stubbled...
Get up well with Gabba. Dokundokun and his heart were pulsating. Back to back with my mood, there was a dazzling ray of sunshine shooting in through the window, and that calmed me down a little bit.
"In the morning..."
Still groaning in a rough breath. I kind of don't think I slept... it was a strangely tiring predictive dream.
"But... that's not a predictive dream, is it?
Think with your head, which has regained some calm. I also give a bump to my voice to sum up my thoughts.
"That must have really happened..."
Dark times, when war broke out. That outburst of magic that your father was finally able to contain by sharing his soul with his father. Earlier dreams were my father's dreams of running wild and distressed.
"... I still feel it"
Blurry, I stared at my own hand. I only touched it for a moment, father's shoulder. I do remember the feeling I touched, it was a strangely real dream. But if that's what I'm dreaming about right now...
"Past dreams...?
My special physique may not have been a predictive dream.