"???"
Haruka Yuzan was startled.
Hearing it from someone else, he might have scorned with a laugh, but... why did it send a shiver down his spine when it came from the young lady's mouth?
"Dreams are the opposite... Yumeko."
After a long silence, he could only squeeze out such a sentence.
Somewhat... at a loss for words.
"But... do you want to hear about the dream?"
Otome Mizuko hugged him tightly, her voice becoming colder by a few degrees.
If there were a device in the world that allowed for instant merging, then Haruka Yuzan would probably become the first subject to try it out.
Hmm...
And he would use it with the young lady.
"Aren't you curious? Why you would die."
She lifted her head, a trace of pity surfacing in her eyes reflecting the autumn waters, and reached out a finger, gently sliding it along his neck, like the edge of a sharp sword— and Haruka Yuzan was the playboy scholar about to sip the Dream Soul Soup.
A little scary.
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