Chapter 756: It's Not a Sad Dream (Page 1/1)

The wind blows and the cherry blossoms fall.

Everything is hazy, in a blur, with a beautiful atmosphere, but not real.

It's like a dream.

No, that's a dream.

Chiaki is vaguely aware of this.

She felt very comfortable, too lazy to continue thinking about it, wanting to quietly enjoy this illusory beauty, like a cat sleeping in the warm sun.

The figure in the field of vision swayed, laughter rang out, there was a voice, someone was calling her name, and the voice showed tenderness and affection.

She knew the voice, it was familiar, it was.

............ - Who is it?

Stupid,—— it's—ah.

Familiar, important, loved...... Who?

Why can't you remember?

It should be easy to remember, and it should never be forgotten, but it just can't be remembered.

Beautiful words, delicious meals, warm palms, beautiful smiles...... Why forget?

Why can't you remember the existence of ,—— name ,——......

……

"Chiaki...... Chiaki ......"

Hearing the call, the girl's consciousness slowly rose and became clear.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the familiar teenager looking at her seriously.

"Harusa......"

"What's wrong with you?"

Chiaki blinked, reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and face.

"I don't know...... It's like I had a dream that feels a little sad......"

"Remember what you dreamed about?"

"I don't remember ......"

Harusa's eyes flickered, and he reached out and touched her head.

"Do you still want to sleep?"

"No ......"

Chiaki picked up her phone and looked at the time, then sat up on the bed.

"Who sent me here?" she asked, remembering that she hadn't fallen asleep in this room.

"It's Hojo-senpai, she saw you sitting on the couch and fell asleep, so she sent you here. Harusa explained.

"How's your battle going?"

"The battle was lost, but fortunately, everyone was fine. ”

After killing the snake demon and the martial demon, after fighting that wave of boss battles, Harusa chose to retreat.

If you continue to fight, you will encounter more "fierce demon" level spirit monsters, which is not good.

The difficulty of the field has increased too much, and the strategy has failed.

Although I didn't clear the customs, I also gained something, and the result was pretty good.

The quantity and quality of the harvested Inner Realm Crystals confirm that the difficulty of the realm increases, and the number and quality of the Falling Monsters will increase!

In order to get more crystals, the difficulty should be increased, but if the difficulty is increased too much, it will be more dangerous, and the strategy will fail, so you must be cautious.

After that, Harusa summed up the operation and assigned "homework" to the regimental members.

Upgrading combat equipment is indeed a must, and the regimental members understand this, especially after today's battle.

The performance of the equipment needs to be improved, and of course, the appearance cannot be ignored, after all, it will affect morale. It is necessary to think about it from now on.

After a discussion about the topic, the group disbanded and went home.

……

What did you dream about at that time?

Chiaki couldn't think of it, but vaguely felt that it was something important, so she tried to remember.

However, all I can think of is the cherry blossoms falling in the wind and the hazy atmosphere.

It doesn't seem to be a sad dream, but it feels sad, why?

Don't understand.

Dreams that you can't remember shouldn't be cared about anymore.

However, Harusa paid attention to this.

"If it's not an ordinary dream, then chances are you'll have it again. "If that's the case, write down as much as you can about the dream." ”

Qianqiu should be down.

The dream could have been an anomaly in herself, which made her nervous.

There is also anticipation in the tension, because perhaps the spiritual ability can be awakened.

Of course she knew it was optimistic, if it wasn't good, if it was bad, if it was even bad...... It doesn't matter, because Harusa is here!

With a reliable boyfriend here, it will definitely be fine. She believed so.

Time passes.

When it's time to go to bed, Chiaki teases Haruji Shimoto before going to bed like yesterday.

Lie down on the bed, cover yourself with the quilt, and close your eyes......

Consciousness slowly sank as sleepiness swelled, and before I knew it, I felt the soft wind and saw the petals falling with the wind.

Three figures walked among the falling cherry blossoms, a woman in a long skirt on the left, a man in a trench coat on the right, and a little girl with silver-gray hair in the middle.

The little girl held the hands of the woman and the man with both hands, and was talking to the woman, and the latter responded gently.

Chiaki stared blankly at this scene.

Everything was hazy and vague, and she couldn't see the three of them, and she couldn't see their faces.

It felt warm, it felt familiar, it felt ...... Happiness.

Who are they?

Why do I feel this way when I see them?

When did I meet them? Do I know them?

It should be recognized, otherwise it won't feel familiar.

But I can't remember!

Watching the three of them walk away, Chiaki reacted and stepped to catch up.

Cherry blossom petals constantly fall on her head, face, and body, interfering with her vision, affecting her senses, and slowing her movements.

Chiaki couldn't walk fast or run, and the more she walked, the more she felt that it was difficult to move forward, and she was hindered by invisible forces.

"Wait—wait—" she shouted at the three.

But they didn't hear it at all, and they drifted away, leaving only the sound of happy laughter and inaudible words.

"Wait for me—let me see what you look like—" Chiaki shouted desperately.

Still no response, the backs of the three faded away.

Finally, Qianqiu couldn't walk anymore, her legs and feet went weak, and she fell to the ground.

"I know you...... You should know me too......" she muttered as she looked at Sakura's other side.

"Why can't you remember...... It feels so familiar, it should be easy to remember......"

"Who are you...... Tell me......"

It's not a sad dream.

The gentle wind, the gentle petals, the warm and beautiful atmosphere, and the happiness filled with happiness seemed to be a family of three men, women and children......

But she felt sad because she couldn't remember them, she couldn't remember who they were.

Tears flowed, blurring the vision, making everything more hazy and unreal.

Chiaki began to cry, crying like an abandoned child.

Her consciousness also became blurred, and she seemed to remember something, and said something in her mouth, but she was overwhelmed by sadness, and she did not have the slightest self-awareness.

Crying, crying...... Suddenly I felt warmth.

This warmth was more tangible than illusory warmth, making her feel reliable, reassuring, and familiar at the same time.

Unlike the three who had vanished, she knew the source of this familiarity, and could easily remember the giver's face, identity, and name—

"Harusa......"

"I'm here, Chiaki, by your side. A clear and powerful voice responded.

The power contained in the voice reached her heart, dispelling the sadness.

Consciousness slowly floats, the illusory beauty fades, the petals in the sky disappear, and what you see and think in your dreams is lost.

The girl, who had forgotten everything again, slowly opened her eyes, leaving only dazed and tears.

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