CH 11

Idle Story The Day When The Nightmare Ended

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I had a scary dream… That’s all I know.

If I had just fallen asleep, would I never have woken up again?

I woke up with such fear that I was drenched in cold sweat all over my body.

“Is that… Again…?”

This has happened before… This is the second time.

But while I was left with only the emotion of fear, I couldn’t recall any of the important details of the dream.

“…Stressed out, I guess”

Sleep, which is essentially a means of recovery from fatigue, is made more unpleasant by bad dreams due to the stress of real life.

I’ve heard such stories, and to be honest, I can’t deny that I’ve been feeling frustrated and stressed lately, mainly due to school life and relationships.

…… I am aware of it.

And I don’t know why, but I don’t know what will happen to me if I have another “nightmare I can’t remember”… An inexplicable sense of fear welled up in me.

The thought of it made me afraid to go to sleep at night these days.

But… no matter what humans do, we will always fall asleep.

When I wake up in the morning after falling asleep, I breathe a sigh of relief, “Aa, I didn’t have that nightmare today”, I’ve been waking up in such a bad way lately.

…… Until I had that dream.

One day in the afternoon, when I fell asleep, it was an unrealistic, yet strangely realistic dream.

Me and my childhood friend, Yumeji-kun, have been summoned to another world like in a game, and we’re adventurers together… It was a dream that a boy would like.

But the dream was so nostalgic and warm, as if I could go back to the time when we were playing together, even though we had grown up together… It was a warm and gentle dream that seemed to directly materialize Yumeji-kun.

… Yes, he was a very gentle boy.

Even at his age, he probably wanted to hang out with friends of the same gender, but he would always follow me around with a smile on his face and never let go of my hand to pull him around.

Until that day when I let go…

Since that day when I was once ridiculed and embarrassed by my friends, and ever since the day I was so blatantly cold to him… I still haven’t had a chance to talk to Yumeji-kun again.

Since that day, every time I see his face, I feel guilt and regret and hesitate to act.

Every time I look into his eyes, I feel like he’s blaming me for what happened that day…

The truth is… like this dream, once again…

Thay’s why… The next day, I was so surprised that I almost jumped out of my skin when he said “good morning” to me as I tried to run away early in front of his house, and I was so happy from the bottom of my heart.

Yumeji-kun… Don’t you hate me?

Maybe it’s okay for me to talk to you again?

While panicking, I regret that all I could return in haste was a greeting while biting!

Tomorrow, tomorrow! Be sure to say “Let’s go to school together” from there tomorrow!!

I made up my mind that day… but… my lack of enthusiasm made me hesitant to talk to him for the next few days again.

A few days later, another incident happened.

Kagu-chan (Kagura) and Kamu-chan (Kamui) and I were having a girls’ night out at a diner after school, but I realized I didn’t have my phone, so I headed back to school.

Fortunately, my smartphone was in my desk, but when I approached the stairs on my way go back, I “for some reason” tumble down the stairs.

I still don’t remember clearly what happened at that time… But I know that if I had fallen down like that, I might have been seriously injured.

In such a critical situation, there was a person who put his body on the line to help me.

As I fell, I was protected from the impact by his body as a cushion.

The boy had the face of Yumeji-kun, the boy I’ve been having trouble talking to lately… I was sure I was in a state of shock, but I didn’t show it, and stood up…

“Are you injured?”

He was worried about me first.

The boyish look on his face made me startled…

He was a kind boy, a childhood friend, but while we were estranged for several years, Yumeji-kun started to look like this… that was my impression.

But… at the same time, there’s a part of me that’s proud, saying, “If him it’s natural.”

As if ‘I’ve been with him for years and I know him inside and out’?

As I was sitting there thinking about this, he somehow looked unhappy and walked away from the scene.

At that moment, I regretted that I had been too busy to say anything.

“A boy put his body on the line to help me?! Why can’t I even say thank you!!”

“…What’s wrong Ama-cchi”

“What are you angry about?”

When I noticed, I found myself in front of my two best friends who were looking down at me with concern as I sat down.

We went home without incident, but I made a new decision that day.

“I have to talk to Yumeji-kun and thank him for what he did today!!”

But… I had a very serious dream a few days later, and I couldn’t talk to Yumeji-kun anymore because of it…

It was a continuation of the adventures of another world I had seen before.

We traveled around the world for five years, after many encounters and farewells, we gradually made friends, until we reached the point where we were about to challenge the Demon King to a final battle in the royal way of RPG.

That’s… I don’t mind it…

Aside from the fact that my role, or rather my position, is that… a Grand Mage.

I’m in a dream state where I’m inside myself, and I’m watching myself move on my own, able to share my emotions but unable to move of my own will, but… I shared my emotions and felt like fire was coming out of my face.

In the fifth year of another world, Yumeji-kun and I are already in a relationship between man and woman.

In the dream, I am completely convinced that I belong to him, body and soul, and he seems to love me deeply and sincerely… I couldn’t keep up with my understanding and panicked, whether I was embarrassed or what.

“I… I’m with Yume-chan!?”

But the dream me doesn’t have any doubts, and the dream goes on, and I gladly accept the proposal that is made a week before the final battle.

Mou, I don’t know if I’m the one in the dream anymore, or if I’m a complete stranger.

And then the content of the dream from there is Mou… Mou!!

From the hot embrace to the kissing, to the devouring, to the mutual lust for each other…

“WAA! WAA ~!!!! WAA ~~~~ !!!”

At that moment, I woke up from my dream.

I’m sweating all over my body, but unlike the nightmares I’ve had before, my whole body is hot and I can’t help it. My face should definitely be bright red.

I hold my head up, remembering why I’m getting hot, and what my dream was about.

Yes, although it’s okay if I can forget that this time… I remember it perfectly!

“Why… why did I have such a dream… I guess if stress was the cause of the nightmare? or so I thought it selfishly…”

I was curious about it and searched for “Dream Content Diagnosis” on my smartphone… I saw a text where Freud-san said that dreams are an outgrowth of sexual desire… I threw away my smartphone without a second thought.

“T-That’s a lie, right!? A-Am I such a naughty girl!? Don’t tell me that this dream is a deep desire of mine!?”

I don’t understand about myself.

At the same time, if “that’s the case”, then what does it mean that the other person was Yumeji-kun!?

From that day on, I started to run away at the mere sight of him, even though he had started to talk to me again.

Because, because… I can’t see his face properly mon.

He can definitely see my face turning red.

I just don’t know what to do!!

Perhaps being overly conscious like that was not better, but then I had the same dream day after day.

It’s only been a week, but I’m a new wife, and we’re having a sweet honeymoon together… If I must say to myself, it’s a dream full of happiness.

And this is exactly the seventh time I’ve had that dream… On the seventh day of the rite and the dream, it was the day we promised to meet up with our friends for the final battle.

It was a morning that could have been so tense, but the dream started as usual… It was from the bed where we were both sleeping.

I can feel my dream self waking up to the sound of birds, seeing my beloved’s sleeping face, and biting back the feeling of happiness.

Today, I finally made up my mind to go to the final battle with him, and I was ready to share even life and death with him… In my dream, I put my arms around him.

Maybe that stimulated him, he seemed to wake up… His eyes widened in surprise, and he seemed to be startled again when he saw my face.

“Ah, sorry. I woke you up.”

The dream me smiles at him mischievously. It was as if the prank had succeeded.

However he, Yumeji-kun, raised his head and with a puzzled look on his face… he said.

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A words that bring me back to reality…

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“Maybe… But………”

“Yeah? What’s wrong?”

“Amane… Are you having the same dream I am…?”

“……………………Eh?”

At that moment, I was struck by the feeling that my consciousness in the dream and my consciousness in reality, as if I had been looking at it from a bird’s view perspective, had completely coincided.

It’s… exactly like waking up from a dream…