Coincidence and Dreams

It had been a week since the video of Haruto rebuilding the city had gone viral. Fortunately, the stranger who had captured the footage had not been able to capture Haruto's face, or Haruto might have been in deep trouble.

Haruto was experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. It was something entirely new for him. In his previous life, he had been a mere side character going about his own business, far from the limelight. He had always yearned for fame, but his introverted nature prevented him from engaging with a larger audience. However, there was something gnawing at him from the inside.

As he reflected on the events of the past week, he couldn't shake the fact that Saitama had defeated the titan while he had merely recorded the epic battle and rebuilt the city. Haruto felt like he was riding on Saitama's coattails, and it left him with a sense of inadequacy.

Suddenly, his system window popped up in front of him, displaying a message that read,

[Congratulations, you have completed half of the first episode.] 

[Ability unlocked: DreamVoyager {Cameraman}]

Haruto raised an eyebrow at the unexpected message and asked, "Hey Alpha, can you tell me why you're showing this message now? If I had completed half of it, you should have sent this message a week ago. Last time, you also showed the message about completing 1000 scenes after a long time."

Alpha replied in its usual matter-of-fact tone,

[Sir, it always unlocks when you complete tasks that are unknown to you.] 

Haruto sighed in frustration as Alpha seemed to dodge his question. But he decided to move on and read the description of this new ability.

[DreamVoyager {Cameraman}: You can enter someone's dream in any form and record their dreams.]

Haruto couldn't help but exclaim, "Bruh...why is this system so overpowered?"

Intrigued by the newfound ability, Haruto wondered how he could use it to make a difference. The idea of entering someone's dreams and recording them was both fascinating and slightly eerie. He contemplated the possibilities. Perhaps he could use this power to understand people better, help them overcome their fears or problems, or even prevent disasters if he saw troubling dreams.

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After fully understanding his new ability, Haruto decided to pay a visit to Saitama's apartment. He had questions about how Saitama felt, given that he had unintentionally taken credit for the heroic act against the titan. As Haruto approached Saitama's door, he felt a sense of apprehension mixed with curiosity. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no reply. He knocked again, a bit louder, but still, nothing happened.

Frowning, Haruto decided to try the doorknob. To his surprise, it turned easily, and the door creaked open. In that moment, multiple possibilities raced through Haruto's mind. Saitama, the strongest hero, was known for his quirks, and he had never forgotten to lock the door when going out. The fact that the door was unlocked raised some comical scenarios in Haruto's imagination.

The first possibility that crossed his mind was that Saitama had been caught up in an intense sale at the nearest convenience store. Saitama was famous for his obsession with bargains, and he might have left the door unlocked in his haste to get the best deals on discounted goods.

Another equally absurd thought was that Saitama had somehow gotten his head stuck in the apartment's ventilation system, leaving him unable to respond to the knocking. Haruto imagined the hero nonchalantly explaining his predicament while still wearing his signature hero outfit.

The most outlandish scenario that played out in Haruto's mind was that Saitama had been accidentally sucked into an alternate dimension while attempting to retrieve a particularly stubborn shopping cart from a supermarket. In this bizarre world, shopping carts were the ultimate foes, and Saitama had to fight them in epic battles, leaving him temporarily absent from his apartment.

As Haruto cautiously entered the apartment, he couldn't help but chuckle at the ridiculousness of his own imagination. He called out, "Saitama? Are you here?" There was still no response.

Haruto cautiously ventured further into the apartment, searching for any signs of the caped baldy. It was eerily quiet, and the apartment seemed undisturbed. But then he heard a peculiar sound coming from Saitama's bedroom. It was a mix of grinning, heavy breathing.

Curiosity piqued, Haruto approached further as he passed the toilet, not knowing what to expect. And there, in the midst of the room, was Saitama, deep in sleep, a wide grin on his face, and his brow glistening with sweat.

Haruto couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. It was not at all what he had anticipated. Instead of finding an empty apartment or a humorous scenario, he stumbled upon Saitama enjoying a peaceful and contented slumber. It was a side of the hero that Haruto had rarely seen. 

"He must be in a dream."

As he mumbled the word 'Dream', To his surprise, as soon as he uttered the word, his system window popped up. It displayed a message that sent a shiver down his spine:

[Would you like to enter the dream and record it?]

Haruto blinked in disbelief, wondering if this was merely a coincidence that he'd just acquired a new ability a while ago, and that Saitama happened to be asleep in his apartment. He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought that God might be running out of ideas and was orchestrating these strange coincidences for his own amusement.

However, curiosity got the better of him. The idea of experiencing Saitama's dream was too intriguing to pass up. What did the world's strongest hero dream about? What kind of adventures or challenges awaited him in the realm of his unconscious mind? Haruto's fingers hesitated for just a moment before he selected the option to enter the dream.

As soon as he did, a strange sensation washed over him. It was like being drawn into an ethereal tunnel of shimmering lights. Haruto's surroundings dissolved into a swirling vortex of colors, and he felt himself drifting into the unknown.

To Be Continued...