VIP Chapter 476: Throw It Away
About ten minutes ago.
In the Witch’s Corridor, at the entrance to the Zero Demon City—
“You’re really going to put on these clothes… and then when you wake up, I’m just going to open the door and throw you in?” Iaar crossed her arms, looking at Will, who had taken off his outer clothes, revealing the pajamas he had already put on underneath. She couldn’t quite understand.
“That’s right. The Zero Demon City is a Dungeon deeply coupled with the reality space. I suspect it exists within Treya’s mental world or dreams. As for why it’s like this, it might be related to the contract with the Entak Royal Family two hundred years ago.”
After finishing all this, Will spread out the small bed he had prepared in front of the entrance and placed the crystal ball symbolizing dreams by his head.
“As long as I first interact with her from the dreamscape, and then descend directly to her side from reality, I can instantly make her unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, allowing me to slip in as the ‘Will who never left her’ by her side.”
Then he covered himself with the small quilt and lay flat.
“I did analyze it for you, and this plan is feasible. It’s just… I’m wondering, are you really trying to fool someone who has lived in the Royal Family since childhood and has always been a Little Princess with imitation royal pajamas you got from who knows where?”
Question marks even appeared above Iaar’s head. She looked Will’s clothes up and down. Although the color and appearance were as close as possible, if one were to actually touch the material, it would be incredibly poor quality.
“It’s fine. I know Treya very well. She’s the type of person who can’t tell the difference between the luxury items she uses and what ordinary people use. Or rather, she doesn’t care.”
“Then, are you just going there wearing pajamas? What will you do for clothes after you wake up?”
“If it’s in her bedroom. She’ll definitely have prepared clothes for me in the bedroom. Bringing adventurer clothes would be too risky.”
“…Alright. It’s just that the sewing isn’t very good, so be careful not to move too much. After all, we don’t have much funding.”
“No problem.” Will closed his eyes. “Good night. This dream is very, very short, only ten minutes. I have to hurry.”
His voice, which had been clear, devolved into a mumble—
“No matter… what happens after ten minutes… when I wake up… push me into the dream.”
“Mmm.”
Iaar felt that Will wouldn’t take risks unprepared.
And so…
She really sent Will off ten minutes later.
This is why, right now—
Will, supporting his back that still hurt from falling on the ground after dropping from the ceiling, was lying beside Treya.
Since all the Demon Cities were merely copies of the Zero Demon City, they had learned about its structure from the Tenth Demon City.
At least, they could confirm…
As long as the “Empress” herself did not summon the Zero Demon City, opening the door would lead to the space she was in.
“…Will… Will…”
Tears streamed from the corner of Treya’s eyes. This was the first time Will had seen Treya with red-rimmed eyes and actually crying. She looked so soft and cute now, like a white rabbit, not even knowing what to say, only calling his name.
“Haven’t I always been here? For example, we still have a meeting to attend together today, right?”
Will was satisfied with Treya’s reaction and sat up on the bed.
“Yawn…”
He stretched.
Then he looked around Treya’s room. It hadn’t changed much from before. So, his clothes should still be in the wardrobe…
“It’s getting late. Treya, we can’t be late for such an important meeting.”
He stood up and opened the wardrobe.
As expected of royalty, even though this wardrobe containing his clothes should not have been opened in a long time, it was still dry. Inside, there were indeed suits prepared by Treya for him, which he should be able to put on directly.
*Bang.*
As Will was about to pick up his clothes, he felt a soft touch on his back.
Treya’s ice-cold hands embraced him from behind, wrapping around his ribs.
And…
It was getting tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to hold him fiercely.
“I’m sorry. I had a very, very long nightmare…”
“In the dream, you were already dead. And it might have had something to do with me, because I wanted to keep you by my side, to give you a happy life.”
“I wanted you to be like a canary in my hand.”
“But, it was just a nightmare, right?”
Treya spoke in a plain tone, but she whispered into Will’s ear with a voice that grew softer and softer. She sounded like a wife who had just woken up, acting spoiled after a nightmare.
—I accept your apology for now.
—This is quite cute, and it does fit my imagination.
Will felt a little smug, but he coughed twice.
“Cough, cough… I can’t breathe…”
“Did I grip too hard? Sorry.”
Treya immediately let go, her hands hanging by her side, not knowing where to put them, like a child who had made a mistake.
“It’s okay. After all, anyone can have such nightmares. I also dreamed once… that I died and could never see you again.”
“Really?”
Treya raised her head. Her silver hair was still uncombed, and her sleeping posture last night was not good, so it was messy.
“Of course, I was very sad when I woke up.”
Will said this, reaching out to unbutton his shirt, intending to change.
“Mmm. Whatever happened in the dream, let it pass. We really need to go to an important meeting now.”
Treya, however, directly reached out her hand, her cold fingers gripping Will’s.
She was as forceful as before, absolutely not allowing Will to continue unbuttoning his shirt.
“Mmm? Treya, you want to…”
“Help you change.”
“!?”
Will thought, so in Treya’s “imagination,” after they woke up every morning, she personally helped him change clothes?!
Wasn’t this too intimate, and not very “royal”?
However…
Treya’s grip and her movements were clearly those of an “agile physical swordswoman.” She was not gentle with the buttons on the clothes at all. As soon as she reached for the first button…
*Snap.*
The thread of the first button broke, and the button popped off Will’s shirt.
“!?”
Will thought, this is bad.
Indeed, even imitation things shouldn’t be bought cheaply. A suit that was two or three hundred more expensive wouldn’t have this problem!
“The button… fell off?”
“Th-this is because…”
Will was afraid that Treya would realize that he was actually “alive,” and even “suddenly entered,” not a continuation of her fantasy. He ran through suitable explanations in his mind but couldn’t voice any of them before Treya’s faint smile interrupted him—
“You’ve been wearing this outfit for a long time. I haven’t had a chance to get you a new one. It’s been about four years, so it’s understandable that it would break.”
“…Eh?”
—She was explaining it herself?!
Treya casually unfastened his other buttons.
And as she took off Will’s clothes, she leaned her head on his shoulder and took a shallow breath.
“Throw it away, Will.”
Then, she calmly faced Will, whose upper body clothes had been torn off by her one hand.
She reached out and flung the clothes into a distant trash can.
“Put on a new one. If it doesn’t fit, even if you’re in the Royal Family, just throw it away.”
