CH 37

Suzu-nee's Wicked Pranks (The Latter Half is Suzu-nee Side)

When I woke up, no one was supposed to be there, but a voice with a business tone came out of nowhere, like a station attendant's announcement.

『Thank you very much for contacting our railroad "Monkey Dream" regarding this timetable. We hope to repay your kindness on another occasion, and we hope to see you again in the near future.』

"I don't need it ... It's too scary what urban legends say about repaying the favor..."

I unintentionally said my true feelings to the void, and for some reason, I felt as if "something other than a person" had left me with a sense of satisfaction, even though I did not hear anything.

......In the real urban legend, the moment you woke up, you were told something like, "I won't let you go this time".......

When I woke up and checked around, I was alone in my room with a book open.

When I checked the page that had been opened, the contents were the expected section.

It's an intermediate level of dream manipulation, a page I opened in my dream with only the thought, "The best punishment for the guy who tried to ki*l Amane".

"Dream Pillow"

It is mainly a method of communicating with the de*d in dreams, but it can also be used to communicate with non-human beings.

It is similar to the Necromancer's "Summon" but it is not a forced calling, but a means of calling.

According to the previous owner, "it's almost like a phone call".

It's almost like a phone call... I see, that's an odd thing to say.

The common saying regarding hauntings and evil spirits is that amateurs are not thinking about the convenience of the other side and are just saying, "Come out and follow my orders!!" It's the kind of thing they would do.

Kokkuri-san is like a representative of bad examples.

Even a human being would lose his temper like that.

When I think about it, what I did in my dream was to leak information to "Monkey Dream", whose name was spoken by dream demon without permission, saying "Your signboard is being used without permission". ...... I didn't force him to do anything at all.

It's like a certain rat country where they used someone's logo... Un un.

…… I check the clock and the time is already around two o'clock.

Considering that it was roughly around 8:00 when I entered Amane's dream via "shared dream"... Roughly speaking, it's been 6 hours.

However, even I was in a dream for quite a long time, I mean, I must have been asleep... I feel very tired.

My head is heavy as if I had been up all night... Is this the effect of using "Dream Book" for a long time?

Or because of becoming matchless in a dream... No, is it because of the dream burial?

"I guess I'd better think about the time I spend a little bit in the future... If I'm tired after getting some sleep, there's no point......... Uoh!?"　

I shook my head and turned my eyes to the window... I was really surprised.

I know I keep saying this, but my room is on the second floor, and normally there would be no way anyone could be outside my window.

But... There was a girl standing outside the window, silently staring at me.

Well, in short, it's the Amane that came through the roof...

I open the window to cover my surprised heart.

"D-Don't scare me, if you keep silent and just stare at me from the outside at this hour of the night.... I can only assume it's a ghost, right!"

I protested at a volume that took into account the fact that it was late at night ...... but Amane just stared at me without moving.

She didn't move so much that I was a little worried, she just stared at me and ...... didn't say anything.

"O-Oi... what's wrong...!?"

But as I was starting to call out to her, Amane suddenly jumped in through the window... and hugged me. It was too tight to be called an embrace, and Amane's body was trembling.

It's like...... a child who is afraid that something important will be taken away from her......

It's an embrace where I can feel Amane's real body heat and breathing, not like in a dream, but just the fact that she's scared makes me cool-headed.

"…………………"

"It's all right now, the dream demon's curse is gone... It's all right now..."

I make sure the two bruises are gone from Amane's neck and gently hug her trembling body back.

...... This is the least benefit I could get, right?

Then, Amane became calm and I talked with her about the various things that were revealed in this dream, about the "Dream Burial" I had done, and about "Something" that enabled Amane to cast out the dream demon on her own... And, of all things, about Suzu-nee who seems to know everything that's going on... There are so many things I was trying to talk to her about...

That speculation did not come to pass.

The reason is simple ... Amane, who had been under a lot of strain for various reasons, felt relieved and fell asleep as it was.

And I, too, found myself ...... unable to bear the weight of my eyelids and lost consciousness as it was.

………… Unaware that a major incident was about to take place after this.

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"Fuu~~ ... They finally went to sleep"

I was finally able to get out of the closet after making sure they had fallen asleep.

"Dream Manipulation" inherently takes a tremendous amount of mental energy, so I knew that once he woke up, he would fall back to sleep again very quickly...

It was a fine play on my part that I was able to hide just before Yumeji woke up.

Otherwise, I would have spoiled the good mood...

But still... They're cute from what I can see at the moment.

It is as if two people in a delicate relationship, a little past puberty, are trying to tou*h each other while exploring the fine distance between them.

It is also innocent that the two sleep*ng people are still holding hands.

"Really ......... If they had "memories of the other side", they would have been in big trouble...."

I look at Amane's face, now sleeping with an innocent expression on her face, and let out an involuntary sigh.

Really this girl is... the most greedy and sly woman.

When I noticed that the mark on Amane's neck was a sign of the "Dream Demon's Triple Curse," I rushed over and sent my mental body into the dream through the "Dream Book" that Yumeji was carrying...... and we managed to break the dream demon's curse, but.......

After Yumeji left "Amane's Dream" for the moderately gruesome post-processing he gave to the dream demon, Amane made her appearance.

It is the figure of a great mage, full of magic power and confidence ...... even stronger and more fearsomely grown than when I last saw her.

She smiled at me and took my hand with both of hers.

"Thank you for coming to help, Suzu-nee... No, Bell-anego..."

"……………… Shouldn't you be more surprised and moved to reveal your surprise and excitement in a case like this? Oblivion Mage Kanzaki Amane……"

"It's the same for both of us, isn't it?"

Who I am and whose next life I am... I was not at all surprised that she was able to tell that.

Because I was sure that the Amane I knew would definitely know.

At the same time, I can see the return privilege of Amane's wish to Goddess Aishia.

"Haa ~ you greedy girl... Everything has to be yours or you won't feel good about it... Yumeji has gotten his hands on some crazy woman."

"That's rude~ Like I am a heavy woman..."

She seems unaware and says such things in dissatisfaction... If your feelings weren't heavy, most women in the world would be lighter than a feather...

A woman who chose "memories with him" over power and wealth said it...

"What was the logic behind ...... that you didn't get your memory back until you got here? If you had a memory of that side, that small fry wouldn’t be enemy..."

When I asked the obvious question, Amane looked away, as if she were embarrassed.

".........You know, I've been sealing my own memories..."

"Sealing your own memories? Why are you doing that?"

"Knowledge of another world... Many of them are very dangerous if used too much, aren't they? I can't just carelessly bring something like that..."

"That is ... for sure"

It may have existed in prehistoric times, but the concept of "magic" has long since disappeared in this world.

Keep in mind not to inadvertently use too much magic and have a bad influence on civilization....... That idea is very straight-forward and admirable for a mage.

However…….

"Well, let's put aside the pretext, what are your real intentions?"

"………… It's a good opportunity for us to be students together again. I want to spend the school year in a fresh and new mood……"

"... In other words, in the other world and in this world, either way, you're trying to back to the beginning... Step by step from the development of friendship to romance..."

"Yes! So before I wake up from this dream, I'm going to seal my memory one more time, so you must never speak of this, Suzu-nee! Ouch!?"

I don't think I am to blame for the unintentional forehead flick.

I knew it would be something like that, but ......... What a troublesome little sister.

As I listened to Amane's ambitions, the light in my mental body was slowly fading.

It seems that magic power cannot be used too much in this world after all, and the sword I had created with my mental power had already disappeared from my hand.

"Fu~~... Then I'm leaving. Don't make me hold swords too much."

"Un... I'm really sorry about that."

The apologetic look on her face has not changed at all since that day when she was on her own adventurous journey as my apprentice.

It was...... unchanged side of my cute little sister.

Good grief... She is a really sly girl.

...... The Amane, now that she is sleeping peacefully, probably has no memories of the other world.

There should only be a convenient memory of just being scared and then having Yumeji (Hero) save her.

And gradually she will become aware of Yumeji as a man... just as "Amane" expected.

...... Somehow, I am dissatisfied.

I don't mind these two getting along well, if anything, I welcome it.

But... as "Tsurugidake Misuzu" who has been watching over them until today, I am not happy about something.

To be clear... I am impatient.

I lay them both down on the bed, who were not likely to wake up for a while......... I decided to do some work.

"This one is ...... like this... Un, it's nice. And... as mercy... I'll let the underwe*r. But the skirt..."

The next day, Sunday morning.

Tsurugidake Misuzu, aka Suzu-nee, until the evil prank brought about by Lean Bell, a famous Holy Swordswoman in her previous life, goes out of control is... 5 hours...