Chapter 17.1

A sweet moisture clung to my cheeks and a dazzling scent penetrated my lungs. I stood up and looked around. Under the high ceiling, a space packed with well-maintained flowers spread out before my eyes.

There was only one place I knew of that looked like this.

So. In conclusion, this was still a dream.

Damn it. I started moving forward while grumbling and swinging my arms. My destination was set naturally. I was just going to fall into the pond here, wherever it was.

“Hello.”

Celina, who I encountered as I was walking between the trees and the flowers, was sitting quietly on an iron bench in a green dress. The white neck beneath her updo hairstyle was elegant.

“I can finally meet you in person like this.”

Steam flowed from the teacup she held in her hand. This aerial garden was filled with flowers of all colors, but it was she who stood out above all else.

The varied colors were nothing compared to her appearance. It was truly unusual. When I looked into the mirror after becoming her, I don’t think I felt that way.

“You. What are you?”

I asked bluntly, leaning on one leg. I couldn’t even be nice.

This was my dream, but I felt strangely fooled by her. I knew it was all based on my unconscious, but I felt really bad.

“You are impudent. But first of all, could you sit next to me, please?”

She smiled calmly. Alright, let’s hear what she has to say. I walked nervously and sat beside her.

“I really wanted to meet you.”

Celina put down her teacup and grabbed my right hand without notice.

“I’m very nervous. I’m sure Mikael felt the same as me?”

What’s wrong with her? There was something disturbing about her, but I didn’t shake her off.

“No, I’m sure he must have been so full of joy that I couldn’t even compare to him.”

I mean, how am I right now when she’s in front of me? I lowered my head and examined myself. Surprisingly, I still looked like Celina.

“Hey, we’re twins.”

“Haha. You have some very funny things to say. How dare I say we are twins, that’s undeserved of me.”

She gave a surprisingly graceful laugh.

“How was it?”

“What?”

“Staying here.”

“Nothing special.”

She tilted her head at my unenthusiastic response.

“Wasn’t it nice to see the characters in person?”

“Not that much.”

“How so?”

“I had a lot of trouble when I was writing them. You guys just acted as you pleased.”

I muttered.

“But it was actually a little bit nice…”

“We acted as we pleased? I apologize. Not everyone did it on purpose.”

Celina frowned slightly.

“It’s fine. It all comes from my lack of competence. It was too popular for my ability.”

No, hold on. Why am I answering her so obediently now? I pushed her hand away and jumped out of my seat.

“Writer?”

Celina looked up at me with a mysterious glance.

“I have to go.”

“You’re leaving?”

“Yeah. The pond is this way, right? Anyway, it was nice to meet you.”

“It is not yet time.”

She grabbed my wrist without me realizing it.

“I’m really sorry, but you can’t leave now.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“It’s just…  You decided that it was a dream, so I couldn’t tell you right away. It was a little easier for me to let you be mistaken for now…”

Celina opened her mouth with a cautious expression.

“Tell me so I can understand.”

My body stiffened. I suddenly felt dizzy.

“I apologize. This is not a dream.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Really, Writer. Why would you be here even now if that wasn’t the case?”

She said, as if to make me understand.

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

My back felt chilly for a moment. Wow, a scary dream like this really does exist. I need to get out of here. I started running towards the pond, leaving her behind.

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There was a pavilion on one side of a large pond that was made with a large tree in the middle. I remembered clearly where it was located in the garden.

But even though I ran there, the place I arrived at was in front of the iron bench Celina was sitting on. I headed that way a few more times, thinking I was simply mistaken, but nothing changed.

“…”

Wherever I went, I ended up in front of her.

A drop of water escaped from a tree hanging over my head, falling on the nape of my neck. No, it was not water, but the sweat that came from my nervousness.