The scorching sun shone on the earth with its almost blinding light, and the gentle heat attached to the thick sleeping bags woke up the four stand-in messengers who had appeared in the playground for no apparent reason. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Joseph looked at the environment with an expression of disbelief, Ragnar patrolling his surroundings warily, and Polunarev and Abdel were the same as Ragnar.

"Why would we be stupid in a sleeping bag in a place like a playground?" Joseph didn't fully open his eyes, but remained half-awake

"Well, this is ......!" said Porunarev as he lifted his sleeping bag and said to them, "Jotaro, Miss Joestar, Abdel, be careful......! It's a world of nightmares!"

"What, it's a dream, then I'll continue to cat for a while......" Joseph said and lay down again.

"Don't react like me!!" Porunarev roared.

"Hmph...... As I expected, we all had the same dream. Ragnar left the sleeping bag and observed the numbers.

"One is missing...... Where's Hanakyoin?

"Jotaro, what do you expect?" asked Polunaref in surprise.

"Do you still remember the time when Hanakyoin suddenly went crazy in the plane before? and the stab wound that the baby who appeared in front of us inexplicably, Hanakyoin. ”

"I don't see the knife wound, but does it have anything to do with Hanakyoin's madness?" Joseph shrugged.

"If you associate these things together, and add this dream we are in, you should know that the baby is the stand-in messenger. ”

"What?" said Joseph, looking incredulous.

"Jotaro is right, I've had this situation with Poluna Reif and Miss Hanakyoin, the stand-in known as Dream, Death 13!" Abdel set the stage for Jotaro's explanation.

"Death...... What a nostalgic word? Hearing the name of the stand-in, Ragnar recalled the days when he became the Grim Reaper.

"Anyway, we have to find Huajingin first, I blame her, I thought she was mentally ill, and when I find her, I must apologize to her!" Poruna Rev finished and moved.

However, just when Poruna Reev was less than halfway through, Joseph and the others saw a strange situation.

"Bo, Poruna Reev, what's wrong with your hair!"

Polunarev's watermelon head was suddenly forcibly straightened by something, forming a pillar.

"Oh oh oh oh oh

The gold chain hanging from Ragnar's collar suddenly lengthened, wrapping around Ragnar's neck.

"Nani......!!" Ragnar grabbed the chain with both hands, trying to loosen the chain's grip.

Joseph's prosthetic hand grew so large that it broke through the artificial skin, revealing silvery steel.

"Oh no!holyshit!" Joseph couldn't hold up the weight, and let his prosthetic hand fall to the ground.

Abdel's condition was quite strange, his otherwise flat chest suddenly swelled like an inflated balloon, evolving from an A-cup to a D-cup.

"Why...... I feel so uncomfortable in my chest...... "Abdel clutched his chest and understood why.

Not only have they been transformed, but even the Flower Mailbox has suffered: a pair of eyes have grown out of thin air, happily spitting out letters in their stomachs, and the flowers have grown a face and laughed dramatically.

"How should this fight, what should I do...... Here, everything is possible here, this is a world where there are no laws, no common sense, and he is allowed to do whatever he wants!" Porunarev had to stand still in order to keep her hair balanced, for fear that the head of the pillar that grew to break through the sky would fall.

"Is it possible for anything! Then in this dream, what we think of will also come true!" shouted Ragnar.

"Yes...... Yes. ”

"So I can think of a good idea. ”

Ragnar desperately tried in his head to restore everything, but couldn't.

"Rejected...... Could it be that only the owner of this dream can make something beyond the norm come true?"

"It seems that it won't work, we will be broken into 13 pieces by the Grim Reaper! This is the only law in dreams, and it ......"

In the distance, a figure floated away, carrying a scythe, the blade of which glowed with a dripping silver light, and the clown mask on his face was even more terrifying.

This figure appeared in front of the people of Ragnar like a real Grim Reaper.

"And it's his stand-in himself!"

"Larry Ho~"

――――――――― Dividing Line――――――――――

Ragnar knew a Grim Reaper, who he met on the other side, wearing a blue sleeveless dress, red double ponytails, a lovely face, proud breasts, and a ferryman who carried a sickle and was in charge of the ferry.

That Grim Reaper is none other than Onozuka Komachi, a future colleague of Ragnar.

(Why is there such a big difference between the same Grim Reaper?)" Ragnar couldn't figure it out.

However, there is no way to think about the current situation, and immediately summon a stand-in to beat the clown Death in front of him.

“star！”

"Useless Jotaro!, we can't bring in a stand-in!" Poluna Rev hurriedly reassured.

“platinum！”

A puff of purple smoke floated from Ragnar's head into the air, and a platinum star exploded from the purple smoke.

But this platinum star has a funny expression on his face, and he is not serious at all.

"It's weird, the stand-in is out!"

Platinum Star suddenly stopped, then turned around and raised his fists, hitting not the Clown Grim Reaper in front of him, but Ragnar!

"Ora Ola Ola!!"

Ragnar used his arms to block the attack of the platinum star, but fortunately, the force was not heavy, and he was just sent flying.

"Haha, hahahaha~"

Platinum Star laughed, laughing very happily, and conjured a frying pan out of thin air in his hand, which was then smashed into his face, and his face turned into a round cake.

"Euler?"

Smash it once.

"Euler?"

I smashed it again, but the face was obviously a little different, oval-shaped.

"Ora, Ora, Ora, Hahahahaha~"

The Platinum Star's face flipped at high speed, and soon turned into the head of the Clown Grim Reaper.

"Larry Ho~I'm a fake~"

Bang -

The body of the Platinum Star has changed again, half of the armor of the silver chariot, half of the body of the platinum star, and the head is the helmet of the silver chariot, but the face is the mask of the clown.

"This overwhelming power, this absolute horror, it's really interesting, the stand-in is the energy of the spirit, and the dream is the spirit of defenselessness, the Grim Reaper 13 has imprisoned this defenseless spirit, so you can't release the stand-in, Laliho~"

The Clown Grim Reaper picked up a scythe and cut off the head of the fake double, and a bloody head fell to the ground, motionless.

"Having said that, if you release the stand-in before you go to bed, and then go to sleep, you can bring it into your dreams like clothes, sleeping bags, and prosthetics, and this Grim Reaper 13 will never see other stand-ins, and the stand-ins can only be defeated by the stand-ins, so the one who wins must be me!"

In the grass behind the Clown Death, a green tentacle sprang out like a python, and then silently approached the Clown Death.

"Now, then, please let me laugh at the end, at the end of this easy victory, and this joyful and refreshing mood. ”

The green tentacle appeared behind the clown Death, and everyone in Ragnar saw the familiar green tentacle, and the fear in their hearts was let go a little.

"Larry...... "The Clown Grim Reaper seemed to notice the back, and when he turned his head, a French Emperor appeared in front of him.

"Larry Ho. The Emperor spoke, and it was the voice of Hanakyoin.

"What, I made a fake. The Clown Grim Reaper held out two fingers and flicked the Emperor's head, but then he was greeted by ......

Pinch your neck.

A pair of powerful hands grabbed the Clown Death's throat, causing the Clown Death to be terrified.

"What, what? No way! It's not a fake, it's the real Emperor!"

At the same time that the Clown Grim Reaper was choked by the neck, Porunaref's hair changed back, the chain around Ragnar's neck was loosened, Joseph's prosthetic leg was returned to its original size, and Abdel's chest became smaller.

But there was an inexplicable sadness in Abdel's heart.

"It seems that Huajingyuan is very good at seeing opportunities to ambush. Ragnar looked ahead, and the green-haired girl sitting in the middle of the bench was also looking at him tenderly.

"Look, everybody, Hanakyoin is over there!" Poruna Rev shouted, pointing ahead.

Hanakyoin had a smile on his face, one hand against his chin, and Jiro's legs crossed, looking proudly at the clown Death Death floating in the air like a queen.

"Thanks to Jotaro-kun's idea, I was told to release the Emperor when I was about to fall asleep, and let the Emperor lie on the ground, and then bring it into your dreams along with the stand-in. ”

The Emperor's strength grew stronger and stronger, and the Clown Grim Reaper also felt that it was difficult to breathe, and hurriedly grabbed the Emperor's two hands.

"Help......!"

A faint light floated through Hua Jingyuan's eyes, and her confident expression was perfectly presented, and now she was already in control.

"Sa, it's time for punishment, baby. ”