CH 92

Chapter 92: Like a flowing dream

“Umm……” (Arge/Ginji)

I opened my eyes and got tickled.

The reason is simple. It is because my long black hair hangs on my nose.

“… Ryuko-chan?” (Arge/Ginji)

“Yes, good morning. Kuon Ginji-san”

When I call the name of a girl in front of me, she reply with the smile that I can see and the voice that I can heard.

… Is it a dream again?

It is not Argento Vanpear but a memory as Kuon Ginji. I am experiencing it again as a dream.

The girl wear maid outfit that take care of me in my past life, Mizushiro Ryuko-chan.

The time is a few days after Kuon family decided I’m don’t have the talent “to be human” or “to live” and I was imprison here as “dead”. Kuon family don’t need such people and they will be keep in here for the rest of their life.

She has a straight long black haired. Real age is 20 years old but she look more like a young child than a teens girl. (Legal Loli)

I should call her as Ryuko-san, but the person herself look even younger than a child like me.

Looking at me who just wake up, Ryuko-san smiled.

“I always think, you are sleep a lot, aren’t you, Ginji-san?”

“There’s nothing to do since I entered here, so I keep sleeping almost all the time.”  (Arge/Ginji)

“… Certainly, there are few entertainment here, do you want me to bring the board game next time.”

Right now I’m watching the conversation which has become past.

I already knew what she will say and my reply.

… Why do I keep dreaming of the old times?

Since I reincarnation in the different world, I have seen past as dreams many times.

As if to say that there’s a meaning to trace memory, again and again, many times.

I get off the bed automatically just like I remember in my memory and advance to the table. I only can only watch.

“The meal today, I handmade it by myself”

“As a matter of fact, I will not be able to do this so I really apprecia it”  (Arge/Ginji)

“Ha~, is that so?”

Tanako is smiling and urges me with “Here you go!”

Today is japanese dishes such as grilled salmon, rice balls and miso soup were lined up on the table.

To be honest, I’m really appreciated that meals will come out even if I stay silent, so I decided to obediently receive it.

I’m taking a seat on the other side and starting to eat, Ryuko-chan is also sat down face to face with me. She often sit down and have meal together, for some reason.

“Is it tasty?”  

While complaining about it, she seemed to be enjoying somewhat, and she begin to move her chopsticks.

I can make meal myself, but it is true that I really appreciate someone made meal for me. If meal is delicious, I will love that even more.

“Life with a three meal and nap whenever I want … this life is so comfortably, isn’t it?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“Perhaps, I think that’s only you say thing like that.”

“Is that so?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“… There are several other rooms besides here, but only you can remain alive and sane.”

Oh, look like there’re other people beside me.

The Kuon family that I was born is a greatest family, you can say that all of the world is in their hands.

That is why the family is always asked for perfection, and who aren’t perfect will be imprisoned with failure branded. I am one of them.

People who brought to this kind of room before me probably couldn’t bear. They couldn’t bear the treatment and either become insane or chose death.

I do not understand that feeling. It is because it seems natural for things to be thrown away.

I’m watching it in my dream of that time, even now, after reincarnated as Argento Vampear, I still don’t understand that.

“The family didn’t need it and we were thrown away … is it so difficult just to accept it?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“I think that it is impossible because it is difficult … That’s why there is this room.”

“This room …?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“… It is supposed to be isolated from the outside world and not to need it … No matter how good this place is, It is a place to destroy the human heart of unnecessary Kuon’s member”

I can understand the meaning of the word she said. Because this room is too beautiful.

When I came here, not only furnishings, but also walls, ceilings, and corners of the floor were like new items.

Yet the walls and stairs beyond iron grid are old, only the room is the new.

It gets useless every time it is used, it seems to be rebuild as new everytime, a strange atmosphere.

And Ryuko-chan keeps on speaking.

“We have order to take care of anyone come here with best treatment, even so people still can’t accept it, it won’t take long before they’re broken … until you appear.”

“… Had Ryuko-chan seen it several times?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“… Yeah”

Her expression is fluctuating, Ryuko-chan put off the chopsticks.

It was as if she lost the feeling of eating, the dream me is still moved the chopsticks.

I seemed to remember the taste neatly and unexpectedly, to the extent that I thought as “nostalgic”, I also felt the taste of meal.

“… There are lots of servants who are afraid of you, so that’s why they are used to people like me”

“… that, did you mind talking to me?”  (or Am I bother when talking to you => should I stop talking to you) (Arge/Ginji) 

“It will be no good, but Ginji-san don’t have to do anything and they aren’t monitored here either.”

Ryuko-chan smiles with a relieved smile like she gave up.

I didn’t know how to laugh at that time. Even now, I am not sure what I should do in that situation, to be honest.

Still, the dream is smiling, it seemed force, I wonder if i’m doing bad.

“The Ginji-san is a strange person”  

“Is that so?”  (Arge/Ginji)

“Yes, very … So … I don’t want you try to get out of here, I want you to be alive. To keep seeing someone het broken … I got tired.”

Wishing words like praying.

What did I answer? I know that. I still remember.

However, before I speak that word in my dreams, my consciousness came.

… “I am okay”, I said so.

Although It was  inevitable while I was asleep, I could not keep the words I said.

I had not lived long enough, and died.

I will awake from my dream, even as a small needle sticks in my heart.

Someone is calling out to me with a name.

Which name is called, which one? (Arge still half-sleep)