CH 30

“Dream Showdown” But A Different Battle From Dream Match

…… Ah, that was close.

When Suzu-nee warned me, I hurriedly used “Shared Dream” to enter Amane’s dream, but Amane was already in a desperate state.

She was crawling and struggling to get away from the ridiculously large blender-like thing that was closing in on her, making her lose her back in fear.

When I… saw Amane running away while crying… I’m pissed.

[If I had a rocket launcher, I’d kill it…]

I think that’s probably what…… I was thinking.

And I didn’t question the fact that I had a rocket launcher in my hand, I didn’t even think about it, I just let my emotions take over and fired it at the giant mixer.

………… I didn’t even think about the fact that I was at close range.

When the violent flames and blasts cleared, the vehicle we were in had a huge hole in the top that looked like a hot dog had been bitten out of the center, and there was no trace of the huge mixer.

However, as the train continued to run, a strong wind blew in from a large hole.

We both got up, covered in soot all over, and muched… Was it fortunate that we hadn’t become a Bomberhead?

“Gehogeho… iya~ if it was a game, this distance would have been fine, but it was a li~ttle too close~ ahaha.”

“Don’t ahaha, you!”

Amane, who was also covered in soot, came at me as if smoke was coming out of her mouth.

“It’s not a weapon you should be firing that close to the target, right! Just when you thought you’d saved the day, you end up destroying yourself along with your allies!”

“No… I am really sor…”

But Amane hugged me, interrupting what I was about to say, as if she was going to fall down.

It was a strong hug… and her body was trembling.

“……… I was scared… I was scared…”

“…………”

I felt a little embarrassed, but decided to put my hand on Amane’s head and wait for her to calm down.

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After a while, Amane finally seemed to calm down, and she hurriedly pulled away, perhaps embarrassed by the fact that she had been hugging me, and her face looked angry even though she was crying… It was bright red.

“I’m possessed? Is that what Suzu-nee said?”

When I told her how I had intruded into this dream, Amane rolled her eyes in a surprising way, as expected.

To be honest, I thought the same thing.

“I don’t think Suzu-nee is very interested in this kind of occult stuff.”

“…I thought that she rather disliked it when we talked last time, but she seemed to know not only about being possessed, but even about the “Dream Book” on the phone earlier.”

It’s like she’s a veteran of “something”…

“The two bruises on Amane’s neck, when they became three, she said she was going to be killed. ……What kind of dream is this?”

When I think about it, I don’t know the details of the dream because I was acting on conditional reflex based on the situation that “Amane was in danger”.

My question was met with a blatantly uncomfortable look from Amane.

“Look, Kagu-chan told us a scary story during a break the other day. It’s an urban legend, a scary story called “Monkey Dream”…”

“Ah, that, huh… that’s pretty grotesque.”

I’m told and I’m convinced.

If I look around, I can see that we’re on a train, and I can barely make out that we’re in the third car of the train, despite the huge hole I’ve made.

We had heard many scary urban legends from Kagura-san, a good friend of Amane’s who is a little gal-like who knows a lot about urban legends.

The men, who were not particularly familiar with this kind of story, were quite taken in by Kagura-san’s story… I’m thinking that Kudou is probably her biggest target.

Because he was the one who was the most scared out of all of us.

“… In other words, Amane was on the verge of being minced meat?”

“Yeah… I don’t know what would have happened… If Yumeji-kun hadn’t come…”

In the urban legend that Kagura had told us, the third dream was rather vague anyway.

Even though you managed to wake up from the second nightmare, you hear words like “I won’t let you get away next time” coming from somewhere… It was the type of thing that had no aftertaste, no punchline.

The prediction was that the body would never wake up again from a heart attack even if nothing happened to it ~ or so they said.

“Hey, Yumeji? Speaking of which, how did you get a rocket launcher from?”

The rocket launcher I brought with me… was so heavy that I put it underneath… and Amane asked me curiously.

“How did you do that…”

“There was no such weapon in the urban legend Monkey Dream. Then how do you…”

I realized what Amane said.

Apparently, she has forgotten, or rather, there is a gap in her perception.

“Amane… It seems you have forgotten that we’re in a ‘dream’, remember? What happened when we realized that a dream is a dream, and how we used to play with it every night?”

“Eh ………………Ah!?”

She just realized it now.

It seems that she had a preconceived notion that “nothing could be done” because this place was a nightmare and an urban legend in the making.

Amane closed her eyes and made a gesture as if she was thinking about something… Suddenly, Amane was holding a rugged continuous-fire gun “Machine Gun” in her hand.

With the shiny black object in her hand… Amane looked deeply frustrated.

“………… I was so careless, when I realized I was dreaming, this was a ‘lucid dream’. I can’t believe I didn’t realize that and let myself be frightened for good.”

“Haha… But more than this…”

won’t happen… When I thought so.

I assumed that I had already defeated Monkey Dream with my first attack.

So…… I was late to notice that the wind blowing into the car was no longer a strong wind.

……The wind is getting weaker… No, it’s stopped!?

With a bad feeling, I turned my attention to the big hole, and before I knew it, the big hole had been closed as if nothing had happened.

Then, as if…… the tragedy and destruction had never happened, the car is completely back to the normal, empty interior that you see in everyday life.

It’s as if a scene in a movie suddenly changed…… abruptly.

And then, after the repairs were completed, a “business tone” announcement began to play over the speakers in the train.

[Za… Zaza… Sorry for… the delay… As is customary… we would like to extend a warm welcome to our guests… on our “Monkey Dream”. Originally, this service was only available for the third ride, but would like to offer you “minced meat” course as well…]

“I’m not waiting! How can you call this welcome and service! Apologize to JR!!”

“He’s right! Don’t be silly !!”

Amane fired a machine gun at the speaker, as if to relieve his anger and anger … The speaker was full of holes and blew into pieces.

But… In the blink of an eye, the speaker that should have been destroyed was back in place.

“Wha!?”

In front of our astonished eyes, along with the ominous announcement, the handrails, seats, straps, net shelves, and everything else in the car began to wiggle and move into shapes that were impossible in reality, as if they had come to life.

To be honest… the landscape is not half as unpleasant as it seems.

[This will be our first attempt to create a “dream showdown”. Please enjoy it to your heart’s content…]

As soon as the announcement from the speaker went off, the hanging straps and handrails that had been swaying in discomfort came charging at us.

“Chii! You underestimate meeee!!”

“What kind of “Dream Showdown” is this? Bring me a big title like Toei VS Sunrise!!”

DOGAGAGAGAGAGAGA! ! DON! DON! DON! BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG…………

The large number of “deformable metal objects” that flew in and out of the building had no trace of their original use as public facilities, and they attacked us like insects and snakes… We fired off a barrage of heavy weapons in our hands.

If you realize that you are in a dream, a lucid dream where you can do whatever you want, you can have an unlimited number of weapons.

Machine guns, Gatling guns, grenades, machine guns, RPGs… And then there are the railguns, laser cannons, etc. that have only been realized in creation…

The “shape-shifting metal objects” flying at us were immediately shredded by our concentrated fire.

But… When the black smoke cleared, what we saw was…… an uneventful, unscathed, everyday life… It was a scene from an empty train.

And …… again, as if nothing had happened, all kinds of metal began to move and fly at us.

Isn’t this what they…… call “being at a disadvantage”?

[We can repair or replace damaged equipment. Speed is our motto.]

He’s trying to be sarcastic, but he’s got a serious, rotten tone that makes him sound like a fool…

“Seriously… Isn’t this foul play!”

“This is getting us nowhere!”

Amane says with a frown as she uses her laser Gatling gun to knock down flying objects.

That’s right… If this is a fight using “dreams” as they say, I don’t think our attacks will do any damage right now.

As long as we don’t know the rules to beat our opponent, we can’t be on equal footing… If that’s the case.

“Let’s change the stage once! I feel like riding the train like this is just an extension of the nightmare!!”

“Eh? Change the stage, you said… How? The doors and windows won’t open, you know?”

Amane seemed to have already made sure that neither the door nor the window would open.

To be honest, though, that’s to be expected when they’re manipulating the leathers and such at will.

But… if it’s the case!

“Since ancient times, battle protagonists have said that the path must be forged by oneself!”

“… Etto, that’s”

With that, Amane seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and her mouth twitched.

I equip the “Rocket Launcher” again to put my own words into action.

“In short, I’m going to do the same thing I did before!!”

“I thought so!!”

DOGOOOOOOOOOOO………

In the next moment, the third car of the running train was again engulfed in flames and blasts, and the side of the train was blown off.

As was the case earlier, it seems that a hole this big can’t be repaired instantly, and strong winds are flowing in through the hole again.

We rushed towards the strong wind.

That means…… out of the running train.

It is a dangerous act that should never be imitated by good or bad children.

…… But now we are in a dream world, a Lucid Dream.

Now we can be “anything” we want to be!!

“I heard there’s a law that says Hollywood action stars have to jump from a running train.”

“This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dreeeeeeeaaam!”

We jumped out of the train at a brisk pace, which was definitely over 100 kilometers per hour.

Don’t look at your fears…… Tell yourselves that you are fine, and assume that you are…

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