On the evening of the weekend, Shota Sawamura, who worked overnight at the company yesterday, was immersed in sleep. Perhaps because he was too tired, Shota, who had slept restlessly for the past few weeks, finally stopped dreaming of those visions.

As the sun sets, the fading afterglow shines through the transparent window and is shallow on Shota's tired face. In the warmth of the orange sun, Shota slowly opened his eyes, and the dim sky outside the window made him realize that it was not too early.

After struggling to prop himself up with his hands, Shota picked up his phone on the bedside table, and it was already 5:45 p.m.

Been asleep for so long?

Xiangtai, who rushed back to the apartment at noon today, took a hot shower, ate some quick food casually and lay down on the bed, so the afternoon passed. However, the afternoon's rest did not alleviate Shota's tiredness at all, and now he was not only weak and weak, but also had bouts of pain in his head from time to time.

It's not because of working overtime all night, but for Shota, who is young and strong and usually works out, it's not that difficult to stay up all night. What really affects Shota is not the physical problem, but the mental problem.

Since two or three weeks ago, as long as Shota's mind is not concentrated, some false visions will appear in front of his eyes from time to time, even in his sleep. The illusions are all scenes that Shota has never experienced before, but each scene makes Shota feel extremely real and familiar, as if he had actually experienced it.

Moved, weeping, angry, with enough to be true, empathetic to everything in the illusion.

But Shota's intellect told him that it was all false, because he hadn't experienced it at all.

For example, most of the visions have the existence of a blonde two-ponytail half-race girl who is very close to him, and Shota is 100% sure that he has never seen the half-race girl at all.

However, the name of the mixed-race girl seems to be deeply engraved in Shota's heart.

Sawamura Spencer Eiri Riri, whenever he thinks of this strange name, Shota's heart can't help but tremble, and his feelings are entangled.

Could it be my imaginary sister? But why is it mixed-race, or is it a blonde with a double ponytail...... Now this property is rotten on the street.

Whether it's a mixed-race girl's name or appearance, it's all similar to Xiang Taiji, but Xiang Tai can be sure that he has absolutely no sister. Not only his sister, but Shota doesn't even have relatives because he grew up in an orphanage. The surname 'Sawamura' is only the surname of the director of the orphanage.

Not to mention the inexplicable middle name 'Spencer'.

Whenever Shota's concentration is not focused and he is in a situation similar to 'in a daze', visions will appear in front of Shota's eyes. Although he was able to wake up quickly, such a thing still made Shota feel quite uneasy.

Not enough, he soon discovered that as long as he focused on something, there would be no illusions in front of him. As a result, Shota, who put all his energy into his work, was soon appreciated by his boss for his outstanding business achievements.

As it got darker, Shota shook his somewhat dazed head and decided to go to the balcony to get some fresh air and enjoy the sunset.

Shota staggered to the balcony, a comfortable breeze messing his hair and making his head more and more sober.

Maybe I'd better take some time off work and see a psychiatrist or something?

Looking at the remnant sun dyed orange around him and the blue water surface gradually connecting and disappearing, Shota also made a relevant decision in his heart. In his opinion, it may be the wrong way to concentrate on work for two or three weeks, but it is just fighting poison with poison, and the dream of this almost every night is probably the best proof of this.

Shota always believes that the scenes that appear in front of his eyes and in his dreams are all his own imagination. If you think about it in a more serious direction, it means that there is something wrong with your spirit.

Given a drug similar to a hallucinogen? Shota quickly ruled out the possibility of this.

Just as Shota propped his hands on the railing of the balcony and carefully considered his next plan, the sunset had completely disappeared, replaced by stars and crescent moon hanging high in the dark night sky.

Perhaps because of the big city, the stars and the moon look dim at night, and a commercial office building diagonally opposite the balcony of Shota's apartment is lit up, so even on weekends there is no shortage of busy people at work.

Downstairs, the traffic is bustling with lights and people enjoying the last night of the weekend.

At this moment, Shota's eyes suddenly lost focus and became cloudy. It wasn't until the sound of fireworks bursting one after another that he came back to his senses. I saw that in the night sky, which was originally empty except for the stars and the moon, countless colorful and eye-catching fireworks suddenly appeared, one after another, and they were fleeting.

And in Shota's arms, a mixed-race girl who was crying like a pear blossom with rain, but with a happy smile on her face, was rubbing Shota's palm with her smooth face.

"Ahhh

The sweet, crying female voice is so familiar.

"My sister is crying herself, I can't even wipe it off."

The body became hot, the chest was tight, the blood seemed to be boiling, and Shota, who suddenly burst into tears in the corners of his eyes, responded involuntarily. It seems as if he was reading the lines, and as if he had really said it, without feeling any unnaturalness or disobedience.

"It's Shota, your tears are dripping!"

"It can't be dripped into my sister's face at all."

No, no, no, no! Sister? I don't have any sisters!

When he realized this, it was like a person in a dream who had been awakened, and everything around Shota was shattered in an instant, like a broken mirror.

In reality, there are no fireworks, there is no mixed-race girl named Sawamura Spencer Eiri Riri, who is called her older sister, and then the wetness on her face makes Shota's heart unable to calm down.

Damn it...... It really can't be delayed......

Shota gritted his teeth, he was not in a daze at all just now, but was thinking very intently, but he didn't expect that even then he fell into an illusion.

What a terrible experience...... I'm still crying, how long has it been since I've cried. Moreover, I also called that mixed-race girl sister, the younger sister is almost the same, how can it be a sister?

Just when Shota wiped away his tears with tears and turned on the light in the room, he was about to use the computer to check the information about the psychiatrist.

Without warning, Shota was once again plunged into darkness. After holding his breath for a long time, Shota reluctantly pressed the switch of the fluorescent lamp again, and there was no response. I walked over to the desktop computer that was supposed to be on standby and shook the mouse, again without any response.

"It turned out to be a power outage......"

A self-deprecating smile hung on the corner of Shota's mouth, he thought he would fall into an illusion again, but he didn't expect that he was completely scaring himself.

I didn't see the power outage notice, did it trip? Or is it ...... Wait a minute!?

"Whew...... Ha ......"

Taking a deep breath, Shota came to the balcony again.

As far as the eye can see, Tokyo, the capital of Japan and the most prosperous city, has no light at all.

A massive power outage involving an entire city? No, it's far from that simple.

Because, apart from the sound of his own breathing and the increasingly violent beating of his heart, Shota could no longer hear anything.

There was no honking of cars, no panicked clamor of people that should have been due to a sudden power outage.

Like an empty dead city, Shota couldn't hear anything.