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Chapter 1597: Fantasy Dream (The Meow Started Eating Sweet Potatoes Today)

The twenty-one swords gathered in the Far East are allied swords that can grant their holders various powers. The strongest one recognized by all the allied swords will gain the power to take the entire country into his hands.

The story of the protagonist of Tokyo BLADE begins when he obtains one of the alliance swords. After that, he wants to use the alliance sword to conquer the world, and defeats other alliance sword holders who stand in his way one by one. Some of them die in the battle, but most of them will join the protagonist's army after being defeated.

Well, it’s a very orthodox youth and passion story.

However, the White Ghost is the complete opposite of the protagonist.

She had a strong will and strength, but she did not gain recognition from the Alliance Sword. Even her indecisive sister got the Alliance Sword, but she lost the opportunity to dominate the world.

However, the White Ghost was not depressed.

"Even without the Alliance Sword, I can still defeat the others and rule this country!"

So, with this belief in mind, the White Ghost began to act.

“…To be honest, I think it would be more interesting if the White Ghost won.”

Duanmu Huai couldn't help but complain while looking at the script in his hand. Arima Kana sat next to Duanmu Huai and looked at him curiously.

"is it?"

"That's right. In the final analysis, isn't the protagonist still a defender of the old system? He wants to dominate the world because he has obtained the Alliance Sword. On the other hand, if he hadn't obtained the Alliance Sword, wouldn't he be an ordinary person who is content with being ordinary? He only embarked on this path because he accidentally gained powerful power. In the final analysis, he still agrees with this Alliance Sword system."

Duanmu Huai patted the script and curled his lips.

"So I think Bai Gui is more to my liking, even if I'm not qualified. So what? Fighting for world domination is something that is won through fighting. It's simply nonsense to say that you are not qualified if you don't have an alliance sword."

In Duanmu Huai's opinion, Bai Gui's idea is closer to his own way of thinking. Of course, the Japanese don't have this idea. It is estimated that the author gave Bai Gui this background just to subconsciously add drama to her. After all, at the end of the comic, Bai Gui was still killed, and did not surrender to the protagonist like other defeated people. It is probably because the author felt that such an alien without an alliance sword, but stronger than those with an alliance sword, would be an eyesore in the protagonist team, so he simply let her go.

"But overthrowing the old order is a dangerous and thankless task, so the White Ghost's fate is to be expected."

"By the way, if you were a white ghost, what would you do?"

"I?"

Faced with Arima Kanai's curious questioning, Duanmu Huai thought for a while.

"It's simple. I will kill all the people who hold the alliance swords and smash them to pieces."

"Hey? Why?"

"It's very simple, because only those who hold the Alliance Sword are qualified to fight for supremacy, right? In other words, the Alliance Sword limits the qualifications, so as long as all these broken swords are smashed to pieces, there will be no such boring things as who is qualified and who is not qualified. Everyone can just rely on their own abilities to decide the winner."

"How should I put it? This really seems like your style..."

"So in my opinion, it is unnecessary to depict White Ghost using conspiracy and trickery in the plot. With her strength, she would have a high probability of winning if she fought those Alliance Sword holders in an open and square battle. But after all, it is about reality. From the perspective of the story, if a person without an Alliance Sword is stronger than those Alliance Sword holders, then the foundation of the entire story will be shaken. So from the author's perspective, letting White Ghost weaken others with small tricks and then fight with them is also a compromise. After all, in this way, it is easier for the audience to accept that White Ghost can defeat the Alliance Sword holders."

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai turned the wooden stick in his hand - of course he would not use that heavy thing during practice. This thing was mainly used to make Duanmu Huai and other actors pay attention to the distance when fighting during the performance, so that Duanmu Huai would not accidentally knock them away... That would not be a performance effect, but a performance accident.

Who knows, it might even turn into a "stage murder incident".

"By the way, Chi Yin didn't come today either."

Arimakana held up the script and looked at the practice room in front of her.

"For that drama fanatic, this is really rare."

"I remember she said she was not feeling well? It should be in the past few days, right?"

For girls, this seems to be quite hard. Duanmu Huai remembers that everyone in the courtroom said that the greatest benefit of becoming a dependent is that they don't have to worry about such things anymore.

Of course, he couldn't understand it. After all, his current body - to put it bluntly, it seemed like even its secondary sexual characteristics hadn't developed yet.

"Why do I remember that her date is not these days?"

"You even know this?"

I have to say, Duanmu Huai was surprised to hear Magana talking. It is not surprising that he remembers his own things, but can he remember others so clearly?
"Why, can't you?"

Perhaps noticing Duanmu Huai's surprise, Arimakana glared at him fiercely.

"She almost couldn't make an appearance because of this once before, which disrupted the interview plan. If I hadn't stepped in, I don't know what kind of trouble would have been caused. That's why I remember it so clearly... Well, it shouldn't have happened in the past few days."

"That's it..."

"By the way, don't you have this kind of trouble? I see that you are in good spirits recently."

"Ah, this... is actually quite good, because I had a good dream."

"Sweet dream?"

"a ha ha ha……………"

Facing Magana's question, Duanmu Huai laughed. In fact, he had been dreaming every night for the past few days. In the dream, Duanmu Huai was also intimate with a woman. Although because it was a dream, Duanmu Huai didn't remember who the other person was, but he vaguely remembered that she was a woman with a good figure and long hair.

The touch feels very real, and I feel refreshed every morning when I wake up.

How should I put it? Having such a dream is better than having a dream of being pushed down by a man. The latter is a real nightmare for Duanmu Huai. The former is naturally a sweet dream. And since it is a dream, then nothing you do counts, right? Nothing can be more pleasant than this.

No need to practice tomorrow, let's go see Akane Kurokawa.

At the same time, in the dim bedroom, Kurokawa Akane curled up in a ball, staring at the ceiling silently. "Am I... awake? Or am I still dreaming...?"

While muttering to himself, Kurokawa Akane picked up his cell phone, checked the time, and then sighed.

"It's already evening, practice should be over by now, eh... why is this happening...?"

Kurokawa Akane grabbed the quilt tightly, covering himself in it, with a depressed look on his face.

From the day when inexplicable marks appeared on his arm, Kurokawa Akane would have strange dreams every night. The contents of the dreams varied and the scenes were uncertain. Sometimes they took place in the classroom, and sometimes in a strange hotel room.

But one thing is certain, someone is going to show up and mess with himself.

Although after waking up, Kurokawa Akane could hardly remember the contents of his dream and could only vaguely recall some unclear situations at most, but Kurokawa Akane could still remember what he and that person did in the dream.

what is the problem?

Why does this happen?
Kurokawa Akane was puzzled by this. She also thought that it might be some kind of evil spirit, and even went to the shrine to ask for a talisman. But it was useless. The only lucky thing was that she would not dream when she slept during the day, but only when she fell asleep at night.

Logically speaking, if this were the case, then all I would have to do was not sleep at night.

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But the problem is that this is beyond Kurokawa Akane's control. She has tried drinking energy drinks or black coffee, but it doesn't work. As long as it is a certain time in the middle of the night, Kurokawa Akane will fall asleep uncontrollably. No matter how hard she tries, she can't resist this sleepiness.

What should I do?
Kurokawa Akane had no idea about this.

"——————!"

Again!
Suddenly, a sudden feeling of drowsiness came over him, startling Kurokawa Akane.

I just slept for a day and just woke up not long ago!

No, I have to cheer up... I have to...

However, his heavy eyelids slowly fell, completely ignoring Kurokawa Akane's thoughts.

The next moment, there was only darkness before Kurokawa Akane's eyes.

“Bang, bang… Bang, bang… Bang, bang…”

The rhythmic sound of tracks came to his ears. Kurokawa Akane opened his eyes and could see the scenery speeding through the window in front of him. Turning his head, he saw that he was wearing a school uniform and standing in a crowded train. Judging from the sunset outside, it should be time for school to end.

"————!"

The feeling of a tight touch from behind made Kurokawa Akane tense her body. She could feel someone reaching out and pressing her waist, slowly moving down.

It’s that person……

Kurokawa Akane knew who it was, the mysterious, dark figure, standing behind her. She was already familiar with his movements, including his fingers, which slid to Kurokawa Akane's weakest defense every time, easily defeating her resistance.

"don't want………"

Kurokawa Akane held onto the handrail tightly and protested in a low voice. She could hear the voices of the passengers in the car. Although she knew she was dreaming, she felt extremely ashamed when she thought about doing such a thing in a dense crowd. At the same time, it was also slightly exciting.

“Don’t…be here…”

Kurokawa Akane protested in a low voice, and then she heard an indistinct whisper in her ear.

"What does it matter? It's the same here, isn't it?"

"But, it will be seen by others..."

Although she knew she was dreaming, the thought of herself, a famous actress, doing this in a crowded carriage, and the tension of being discovered made Kurokawa Akane tense up, and even a sense of eagerness emerged in her heart. Her sense of touch became more acute at this moment, and she could clearly feel the exhalation of the person leaning against her ear and the gazes of the people around her.

It was different from standing on the stage, but at this moment, Kurokawa Akane felt hot all over.

"Sure enough, you are born to like being watched, aren't you?"

"That's not the case!"

"So it's my fault?"

“Squeak————!”

Suddenly, the train turned abruptly, and Kurokawa Akane was caught off guard and fell forward in front of the window. At this moment, she realized that the buttons of her uniform had been unbuttoned one by one, and even her shirt was lifted up.

"Wait, wait, we'll be seen!"

"This is no different from when you're on stage. Don't you want others to see you like this?"

"No, I don't want to!"

Kurokawa Akane shook his head desperately, and his beautiful black hair danced back and forth.

"Then you better hold it in. If you scream, you know what will happen."

"Hey?"

Hearing the voice, Kurokawa Akane was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, her eyes widened. The huge impact from behind made Kurokawa Akane stick tightly to the car window, and even the round outline was squeezed and deformed. Kurokawa Akane's lips pressed against the window, and saliva slowly flowed down the glass...

For Kurokawa Akane, she was very clear that... this dream was just the beginning.