In the Dream World, Arisugawa Has a Good Time
Yes, definitely. Sadly, there’s nothing my memory doesn’t contain. But now the dream world has a flaw. I just need to go to places I can’t reproduce with my memory.
I ran. Kawata-san, whom I left behind, is also part of the illusion, probably a trap to stop me. Unfortunately, I have a harem to return to.
The lights of signboards passing by stretch out like lines. Remember, I am the False Hero fighting to stop the Dark Elf’s ambition. Wake up! Now, wake up.
My vision distorts, and the scenery changes. A white cat, Philiana’s hometown, a night forest, and the seaside. My memory isn’t like this; I have many more memories with everyone. Soon, a cliff appeared before me. The blue sky spread overhead.
My feet didn’t stop, and strangely, I wasn’t scared. As if I knew the answer, I leaped into it. A fluffy falling sensation, it felt like I was rising. It was like being Alice in Wonderland.
“……GAWA! Arisugawa, wake up, open your eyes!”
“Ow!”
A sharp pain shot through my cheek. Then I was shaken back and forth.
“Wake up, I’m awake, stop hitting me.”
“Oh, see, it seems you were just sleeping.”
As I slowly got up, Sharin, Philiana, Nina, and Veronica were there. This seemed to be a jail cell. Judging by the situation, we must have been captured by Ketsy and the others. And my body hurts. Could it be that Sharin was beating me like crazy? No, I shouldn’t ask.
“That’s right, Philiana, are you okay?”
“Y-yes, but I don’t remember anything after a certain point. I just found myself here. More importantly, Veronica isn’t waking up.”
I was being taken over from a certain point. More importantly, Veronica? Behind Philiana, Veronica leaned against the wall, her eyes closed.
“I hit her, but she won’t wake up. Lend me your Enchanted Sword.”
“No, you shouldn’t do that. The cause is a dream, being caught in her own memories.”
“But hey, how do you enter someone’s dream?”
That, I don’t know either. Elana might know, though. But I need to do something quickly. Sharin is fidgeting behind me. I have to act before she beats Veronica to a pulp.
I don’t know if it will work, but for the time being, I sat beside her. Then I took her hand and closed my eyes.
“Can you enter dreams like that?”
“Hmm, I don’t know, but I’ll try. Please, whatever you do, don’t touch my sword.”
“……I’ll do my best.”
Thanks to just waking up, I still felt sleepy. As I closed my eyes, my consciousness gradually sank. It felt like only my soul was slipping through the wall and being drawn into the darkness that spread out behind it.
…Where is this? When I opened my eyes, I saw a sky full of stars. Houses stood around. It seemed my consciousness had drifted to some village. I could hear children’s voices. Peeking from the shadows stealthily, I saw a few Dark Harpy children walking with bags on their backs.
So, this is a Dark Harpy village, that’s why it’s night. And where is Veronica?
“Ah, hey, that’s Veronica.”
What? Where? It’s hard to find her while hiding.
“Hey, you, don’t ignore me.”
“Are you listening!”
A boy picked up a stone that had fallen on the ground and threw it at a girl walking in front of him. The stone hit the back of her head perfectly. A girl who was a bit taller than the other children.
“Come at me, you savage woman! You bastard.”
Perhaps angered by being ignored, another boy kicked her shin. Could this girl be Veronica? A childhood memory?
The fallen girl finally turned and glared at the boy.
“Heh heh, ugly, big woman, what’s this?”
She took out a small pencil case. Ah, I see, they always do this, utterly useless. Just then, another girl appeared. She reached for the pencil case the boy was holding.
“Lend it to me, I’ll return it. Oh, sorry, I think I dropped it.”
She dropped it and stepped on it. That’s cruel. I should stop them soon. But this is her dream; I shouldn’t exist here. I wonder how that will affect things.
“I got it back for you, so shouldn’t I at least get a thank you? Forget it, just go ahead.”
She intended to do that from the start. Provoked, the boys started a fight with Veronica. No, wait, she’s up against two of them. She might be able to win as an adult, but she’s still a child now.
“If you want to fight so badly, I’ll do it!”
“Hey, wait, Veronica!”
As I took a step forward, the scenery changed. This time, it was in front of a large house. Is this her home?
“Veronica, did you get into a fight again! And you’re late for your lessons too.”
This voice must be her mother’s.
“But…”
“No excuses. Go back to your room and reflect. Why do you always do things like a boy? Learn from your older sister, okay? I’m scolding you for your own good.”
That’s right, she came from an esteemed family. It must be a well-known family in the village.
Then the scenery changed again. It was autumn this time. In front of me were the figures of a lovely woman and a man.
