Trains to Tokyo are speeding on tracks under the stars.

Walk through the fields, through the Seikan Tunnel, which connects Hokkaido and Honshu Island, through the mountains and forests, and finally into a white mist.

Suddenly, Narumi opened his eyes.

The picture in front of me is not only white fog. But it's still like a layer of matte glass, and there is a hazy feeling.

Beyond the matte glass is the palatial hall. All sorts of people were gathering, dressed in formal attire, behaving in a restrained manner, and talking to each other.

Narumi is not interested in any of this, and tries to change her perspective, finding herself like one of the invitees to this party.

Turning around, in the corner of the party hall, the girl who was perfect in every way and could never be forgotten in this life, wearing a pure white evening dress, stood quietly alone in the corner of the hall.

The girl lowered her head and held a book in her hand

No one came to talk, and many people who wanted to get close to the girl mostly glanced at it from a distance, and there was no follow-up.

"Imadegawa-san?"

His position at this time happened to be next to Imadegawa Chisaka, and he reached out to hug the girl into his arms.

So he opened his mouth to talk to the lonely girl.

Even though it is in a dream, Imadegawa Chisaka, who is trapped in the white fog, is always real, and may bring the memories of the dream back to reality.

“……”

The girl still lowered her head and turned the page.

Narumi Yu only thought that the other party didn't want to deal with him, and tried his best to read the name of the book in the girl's hand through the matte glass.

Judging from the thickness, it looks like a book.

But whatever it is, it's a little too strange to stand in the corner and read a book at a party where the ladies and ladies of the nobility communicate with each other.

I couldn't see it clearly, so I simply risked being kicked down by the girl, and reached out to lift the book up to see the cover.

……

In the foggy picture, he stretched out his translucent hand and passed through the pages without any sense of existence.

This time, he was just a spectator of the dream.

“……”

The unwilling teenager temporarily created his own magic spells, and even shouted with movements.

Then he found that his voice couldn't penetrate the seemingly thin white mist in front of him.

Turning around, the men and women in the center of the hall began to dance.

The movements are different, but the rhythm is basically the same.

But no music came.

A fool with an IQ of seven noticed that from the very beginning when he opened his eyes and saw this picture, he did not hear the words of conversation between the people in the hall.

In the same way, you can't even move your position, or even bend down and crouch down to change your field of view.

The whole foggy surface, like a mime with only pictures and no sound, was playing quietly in front of his eyes.

A piece of the past of Miss Imadegawa.

There was no surprise that until the end of the dance session, the girl was still looking down at the book, indifferent to everything that happened at the party.

At the end of the party, the girl closes the book, and Narumi finally sees the title of the book he has in mind.

As soon as the screen turned, Imadegawa Chisaka sat in a black car that he felt a little familiar to.

In the driving position, it is a pine nut in a suit.

The sedan drove through the streets of the building, and finally stopped at the courtyard where he had been, the girl in Songtao District.

It seems that it was not long ago, and judging from the appearance of the girl, it is indeed not too early. ’

It's just that until now, he has been waiting for some conflicts and contradictions to break out.

As a result, what I saw was just a daily routine when Imadegawa Chisaka went home after going to the party.

It's good.

His current state is just a spectator, and there is nothing he can do if he gets angry.

The Chisaka family at this time in the dream had a servant.

There is a nanny to help with cleaning, and there is a maid who specializes in cooking.

Narumi glanced at the maid's cooking, which was not as good as his.

Although he couldn't eat it either.

After eating, I probably took a bath and went to sleep.

But at this point, the dream has not yet shown the slightest sign of ending.

It made him feel a little bad in his heart.

In the next second, the scene behind the fog confirmed his thoughts......

In the clean dressing room, the girl took off her white dress lightly and threw it on the soft stool next to her, revealing her white and tender skin almost without reservation.

Only the simple white underwear is still worn on the body.

But to take a bath, it is impossible not to take off your underwear.

Narumi tried her best to resist the bewitchment of the little demon above her head, forcing herself to look away, gather her mind, and stare at the ceiling.

But in this cruel world, how can he get his wish?

When the girl takes off her clothes and walks into the bathroom, the picture after the mist changes again.

His gaze inevitably collided with a beautiful girl who had just stepped into the bathtub with a small foot.

"Great Angel! Please forgive me! I am your faithful servant, and this misunderstanding is entirely the result of evil deeds! ”

"I'm sorry! Imadegawa-san! ”

……

……

The hazy dream gradually dissipated as the girl lying under the quilt closed her eyes.

The early morning sun shone through the car window and sprinkled on his face.

To achieve this, the position of the window, the direction of the train, and the corresponding time are all indispensable.

Being awakened by the morning sun in such a gentle way on the train is a very valuable experience.

But Narumi Yu, who was rubbing his eyes, was still nostalgic for the scene in his dream, and felt that the sun outside the car window had ruined his good dreams.

From Nai River to Tokyo, a distance of more than 1,000 kilometers.

Even if you take the Shinkansen, if you count the time it takes to stop at the station, by the time you get to Tokyo, it's probably already close to 12 o'clock at noon.

He took bread and a soda drink from his shoulder bag and filled his stomach.

It's not that he was infected by Yayoi Akiza...... In the village where Yayoi's family lives, there are only soda drinks in department stores, not even electrolyzed water or anything like that—the tasteless bottled water is unappealing to the villagers, and if you want to quench your thirst, you can drink it directly from the crystal clear stream of the mountains and forests.

It's sweeter than bottled water.

It's no wonder that Yayoi Aki likes to drink soda so much.

He bought a ticket for two people in a row, but perhaps it was a night flight, and because he was traveling from Hokkaido to Tokyo, the aisle seat next to him was never occupied.

In the whole carriage, there were no ten people.

A waiter pushing a small cart passes by the carriage, and on the cart is a variety of bento boxes and rice balls.

I just didn't eat enough bread, so I bought two rice balls with plums.

I haven't snatched half of the plum without plum from Yayoi Akiza's hand in Imatsu Town.

I've finished watching the "Sakura Village" that I brought with me.

At this time, he was idle and had nothing to do, looking through the news in Tokyo on his mobile phone, looking for anything big going on.

[Junior high and high school students are on vacation, what are the places worth turning around during the summer vacation in Tokyo?] ]

[……]

[The newcomer's new book has been reprinted with 30,000 copies, and Mr. Murakami, who wrote "The Demon King and the Angel" just after he started writing, has he become the next dark horse? ]

"What...... Reprinted? ”

The editor of Wencun has not yet informed him of this matter, where did these online news editors get the news?

[Shinjihara High School renovated the school building in the summer and found a body in an unmanned classroom!] ]

When I clicked in, I found that it was a dead stray cat.

Although the discovery of a dead stray cat is also an event worth talking about, it is obviously not appropriate to take such a title to attract attention.

Before marking out the news, he casually clicked a report to the news editor.

[……]

The dazzling headlines swiped between his fingers, and with a sudden movement, they stopped at a line of inconspicuous bold black text around a crowd of eye-catching exaggerated headlines.

[A fire broke out in the residential area of Kohinata-cho, Bunkyo District, and has been extinguished, with no casualties.] ]

——————

Cough...... This time I didn't finish it, and it was a little difficult to get to the key plot, and I wanted to change it again and again.

I hurried to finish it tonight, and when I was satisfied, I replaced it as soon as I was satisfied.

Sorry to make everyone wait until tomorrow to watch it.

The word count will not be less, and the chapter will have 5,000 words after the replacement.

——————

Trains to Tokyo are speeding on tracks under the stars.

Walk through the fields, through the Seikan Tunnel, which connects Hokkaido and Honshu Island, through the mountains and forests, and finally into a white mist.

Suddenly, Narumi opened his eyes.

The picture in front of me is not only white fog. But it's still like a layer of matte glass, and there is a hazy feeling.

Beyond the matte glass is the palatial hall. All sorts of people were gathering, dressed in formal attire, behaving in a restrained manner, and talking to each other.

Narumi is not interested in any of this, and tries to change her perspective, finding herself like one of the invitees to this party.

Turning around, in the corner of the party hall, the girl who was perfect in every way and could never be forgotten in this life, wearing a pure white evening dress, stood quietly alone in the corner of the hall.

The girl lowered her head and held a book in her hand

No one came to talk, and many people who wanted to get close to the girl mostly glanced at it from a distance, and there was no follow-up.

"Imadegawa-san?"

His position at this time happened to be next to Imadegawa Chisaka, and he reached out to hug the girl into his arms.

So he opened his mouth to talk to the lonely girl.

Even though it is in a dream, Imadegawa Chisaka, who is trapped in the white fog, is always real, and may bring the memories of the dream back to reality.

“……”

The girl still lowered her head and turned the page.

Narumi Yu only thought that the other party didn't want to deal with him, and tried his best to read the name of the book in the girl's hand through the matte glass.

Judging from the thickness, it looks like a book.

But whatever it is, it's a little too strange to stand in the corner and read a book at a party where the ladies and ladies of the nobility communicate with each other.

I couldn't see it clearly, so I simply risked being kicked down by the girl, and reached out to lift the book up to see the cover.

……

In the foggy picture, he stretched out his translucent hand and passed through the pages without any sense of existence.

This time, he was just a spectator of the dream.

“……”

The unwilling teenager temporarily created his own magic spells, and even shouted with movements.

Then he found that his voice couldn't penetrate the seemingly thin white mist in front of him.

Turning around, the men and women in the center of the hall began to dance.

The movements are different, but the rhythm is basically the same.

But no music came.

A fool with an IQ of seven noticed that from the very beginning when he opened his eyes and saw this picture, he did not hear the words of conversation between the people in the hall.

In the same way, you can't even move your position, or even bend down and crouch down to change your field of view.

The whole foggy surface, like a mime with only pictures and no sound, was playing quietly in front of his eyes.

A piece of the past of Miss Imadegawa.

There was no surprise that until the end of the dance session, the girl was still looking down at the book, indifferent to everything that happened at the party.

At the end of the party, the girl closes the book, and Narumi finally sees the title of the book he has in mind.

As soon as the screen turned, Imadegawa Chisaka sat in a black car that he felt a little familiar to.

In the driving position, it is a pine nut in a suit.

The sedan drove through the streets of the building, and finally stopped at the courtyard where he had been, the girl in Songtao District.

It seems that it was not long ago, and judging from the appearance of the girl, it is indeed not too early. ’

It's just that until now, he has been waiting for some conflicts and contradictions to break out.

As a result, what I saw was just a daily routine when Imadegawa Chisaka went home after going to the party.

It's good.

His current state is just a spectator, and there is nothing he can do if he gets angry.

The Chisaka family at this time in the dream had a servant.

There is a nanny to help with cleaning, and there is a maid who specializes in cooking.

Narumi glanced at the maid's cooking, which was not as good as his.

Although he couldn't eat it either.

After eating, I probably took a bath and went to sleep.

But at this point, the dream has not yet shown the slightest sign of ending.

It made him feel a little bad in his heart.

In the next second, the scene behind the fog confirmed his thoughts......

In the clean dressing room, the girl took off her white dress lightly and threw it on the soft stool next to her, revealing her white and tender skin almost without reservation.

Only the simple white underwear is still worn on the body.

But to take a bath, it is impossible not to take off your underwear.

Narumi tried her best to resist the bewitchment of the little demon above her head, forcing herself to look away, gather her mind, and stare at the ceiling.

But in this cruel world, how can he get his wish?

When the girl takes off her clothes and walks into the bathroom, the picture after the mist changes again.

His gaze inevitably collided with a beautiful girl who had just stepped into the bathtub with a small foot.

"Great Angel! Please forgive me! I am your faithful servant, and this misunderstanding is entirely the result of evil deeds! ”

"I'm sorry! Imadegawa-san! ”

……

……

The hazy dream gradually dissipated as the girl lying under the quilt closed her eyes.

The early morning sun shone through the car window and sprinkled on his face.

To achieve this, the position of the window, the direction of the train, and the corresponding time are all indispensable.

Being awakened by the morning sun in such a gentle way on the train is a very valuable experience.

But Narumi Yu, who was rubbing his eyes, was still nostalgic for the scene in his dream, and felt that the sun outside the car window had ruined his good dreams.

From Nai River to Tokyo, a distance of more than 1,000 kilometers.

Even if you take the Shinkansen, if you count the time it takes to stop at the station, by the time you get to Tokyo, it's probably already close to 12 o'clock at noon.

He took bread and a soda drink from his shoulder bag and filled his stomach.

It's not that he was infected by Yayoi Akiza...... In the village where Yayoi's family lives, there are only soda drinks in department stores, not even electrolyzed water or anything like that—the tasteless bottled water is unappealing to the villagers, and if you want to quench your thirst, you can drink it directly from the crystal clear stream of the mountains and forests.

It's sweeter than bottled water.

It's no wonder that Yayoi Aki likes to drink soda so much.

He bought a ticket for two people in a row, but perhaps it was a night flight, and because he was traveling from Hokkaido to Tokyo, the aisle seat next to him was never occupied.

In the whole carriage, there were no ten people.

A waiter pushing a small cart passes by the carriage, and on the cart is a variety of bento boxes and rice balls.

I just didn't eat enough bread, so I bought two rice balls with plums.

I haven't snatched half of the plum without plum from Yayoi Akiza's hand in Imatsu Town.

I've finished watching the "Sakura Village" that I brought with me.

At this time, he was idle and had nothing to do, looking through the news in Tokyo on his mobile phone, looking for anything big going on.

[Junior high and high school students are on vacation, what are the places worth turning around during the summer vacation in Tokyo?] ]

[……]

[The newcomer's new book has been reprinted with 30,000 copies, and Mr. Murakami, who wrote "The Demon King and the Angel" just after he started writing, has he become the next dark horse? ]

"What...... Reprinted? ”

The editor of Wencun has not yet informed him of this matter, where did these online news editors get the news?

[Shinjihara High School renovated the school building in the summer and found a body in an unmanned classroom!] ]

When I clicked in, I found that it was a dead stray cat.

Although the discovery of a dead stray cat is also an event worth talking about, it is obviously not appropriate to take such a title to attract attention.

Before marking out the news, he casually clicked a report to the news editor.

[……]

The dazzling headlines swiped between his fingers, and with a sudden movement, they stopped at a line of inconspicuous bold black text around a crowd of eye-catching exaggerated headlines.

[A fire broke out in the residential area of Kohinata-cho, Bunkyo District, and has been extinguished, with no casualties.] ]