Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1177 Unveiling
Will the God of Cookery lose his family in his dreams?
After hearing this "unique" suggestion, Wanwu Tianchan frowned as he looked at the thrush trembling like a leaf in front of him, almost instinctively feeling that something was not quite right.

The Dream Master, who was tormented by Leon's bizarre dreams, had his eyes light up after hearing the suggestion, and his faceless avatar clapped and laughed.

“Not bad, not bad, that’s one way. Since we can’t break through the dream without disturbing him, we can attack his weakest point and make him lose his will. That’s just as effective.”

"Please wait!"

After staring at the thrush for a long time, the All-Knowing Cicada suddenly realized something, and was immediately startled. It quickly spoke up to stop it:

"Your Majesty! This method may not be suitable..."

"Alright, you should go now."

Seeing that the thrush had indeed provided a good solution, the Dream Master reluctantly swallowed the word "get lost" that was on his lips. Then, as if shooing away flies, he raised his hand and swept it towards the direction of the Three Pillar Gods. His immense and irresistible will immediately pressed down like a tidal wave.

"Also, please pass on a message to your Father for me."

The Milky Way within the Valley of Dreams surged with waves, mercilessly sweeping the three pillar gods away. Along with the three pillar gods, who were both surprised and delighted, came a malicious declaration from the Lord of Dreams.

"The past is not over! Sooner or later, I will drown it in my dreams too!"

……

Why is he here again...?

Seeing Leon sneak up to her door in the middle of the night and ask if she wanted to go for a walk with him, Frederica in her dream couldn't help but darken her face and retorted irritably:
"What time is it! We have so much to do tomorrow, and you want to drag me for a walk now?"

"Um...it seems a bit late..."

After glancing at the moon, which was almost completely hidden in the sky, Leon clicked his tongue and said with a hint of helplessness:
“But the last few times I’ve ‘woke up’ it was already past midnight, and if I waited until dawn I might fall asleep again… So do you want to go for a walk?”

"..."

Honestly, I don't really want to go... but...

After glancing at the pleading old man behind Leon, Frederica closed her eyes briefly, then nodded somewhat angrily.

"Just for a little while!"

They actually agreed! This cow didn't lie to me after all!
Seeing that Frederica, who had always been indifferent to him in the past thirty dreams no matter how hard he tried to win her favor, had actually accepted the invitation to go for a walk, Leon was overjoyed and quickly nodded to her with a smile.

"Okay! It'll be ready in a minute!"

"Moo~"

Seeing Frederica glare at him, the old ox couldn't help but grin and moo, then returned her a very human-like ox smile.

Fu~ Please help me out, considering how I, your old ox, always carried you all over the mountains when you were just a little calf~
Ugh……

Seeing Leon and the old bull smiling at each other outside the door, Frederica closed her eyes helplessly. She then took a coat from the shelf by the door and reluctantly followed the man and the bull on foot toward the holy site.

After discovering that every time he asked about lifespan and the Four Pillars of Deity, he would be interrupted by unexpected events, this bastard seemed to have concluded that he didn't trust him enough and began to constantly try to get closer to him in his dreams.

After realizing that she was somewhat resistant to contact with him, she decisively shifted her focus and quickly built relationships with her grandfather and brothers in a way that she couldn't understand at all. She was almost mistaken by her grandfather for his fifteenth grandson.

And now, not only people, but even the tribe's sacred cow has been won over by him, and it's even willing to come and invite him for a walk in the middle of the night. This is truly...

Frederica glanced at the hard-working man beside her, who was constantly exchanging glances with Leon, seemingly engaged in some kind of "encrypted communication," and couldn't help but ask:

"Leon, what's going on between you and Lord Saint Bull?"

"what?"

Seeing the man and the ox flinch slightly upon hearing her question, as if they'd been caught doing something wrong, Frederica frowned and said:
"The first two times you woke up, didn't Lord Sacred Bull refuse to talk to you? He looked at you with utter disdain. How come you two are suddenly so close now?"

"Forehead……"

After hearing Frederica's question, Leon and the old ox exchanged a glance, then simultaneously answered in unison:

"Because I always go down the mountain to cut grass for it!"

"Moo moo moo! (Because he went up the mountain to pick fruit for me!)"

"..."

Oops, I answered the wrong question!

Seeing Frederica's narrowed eyes, the man and the cow inwardly cried out in alarm, and quickly tried to cover it up:

"Of course, the fruit was also picked."

"Moo moo moo! (Yes, yes, yes! Grass tastes pretty good too!)"

"is it?"

Looking at the man and cow in front of her who were clearly talking nonsense, Frederica narrowed her eyes and asked in a speechless tone:
"So, you, who only wake up once every few days on average, still have time to go up the mountain to pick fruit and then come down to cut grass, while helping my grandfather dry medicinal herbs, hunting pterosaurs with my brothers, and always coming to see me?"

"Um...more or less?"

Leon, secretly regretting not having rehearsed his story beforehand, forced himself to speak:
"Time is like water in a sponge; you can always squeeze some out if you do it a little, right?"

"Fine……"

Seeing that the man and the cow clearly didn't want to tell her the truth, Frederica couldn't help but roll her eyes, turning away from their nonsense and getting straight to the point:

"So what did you want to say when you called me for a walk? Did you want to ask how much trust I have in you?"

"Not this time."

Seeing that Frederica didn't ask any further questions, Leon quickly shook his head and said:

"I came to see you today mainly to ask you a question... Do you still retain memories from when you were lucid?"

"?!!!"

Upon hearing Leon's words, Frederica was slightly startled, and immediately frowned, asking in return:
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by memories from when you were lucid?" Sure enough, she was always "lucid"!

Looking at Frederica, whose performance was flawless but who unconsciously used an idiom, Leon couldn't help but take a deep breath and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the old ox.

According to the information she gleaned from the cow, Frederica had a little quirk she herself was unaware of: when lying, she would unconsciously nitpick over words, specifically by habitually using idioms.

Although, in theory, this is just a dream derived from her memories and should not exceed the scope of her memories, the "NPCs" in the dream could not possibly know things that even she herself is unaware of.

But the dreams we had along the way were unusually real, as if they had exceeded that limit.

When not influenced by their own will or hers, these people in dreams seem to have their own "thoughts" and logic, know many things that the dreamer herself is unaware of, and make many strange choices.

For example, when he borrowed money from Suzuki Fuko to bribe a councilor to arrest Gin, he went to a dark-skinned traitor to report his own brewery worker; and when he, as Ichimaru Subaru, joined the Fifth Division, he suddenly chased after a strange Shinigami who had joined to deliver Aizen's head...

In short, the dreams along the way are very problematic and should not be taken as mere dreams. The information obtained from Frederica's dreams should not be taken lightly either!
Having decided to trust the old ox this time, Leon stopped and turned around, gazing intently at the young version of Frederica in the cool moonlight, his eyes burning as he hissed:

"you are lying!"

"I……"

"Frederica! You were lucid the whole time! You never lost yourself in your dreams!"

Seeing Leon's resolute expression, Frederica inwardly cursed, but knowing she hadn't given herself away, she stubbornly refused to admit it. Instead, she frowned and stopped, saying:
"I don't understand what you're saying at all. Are you still going for a walk? If not, I'm going home. I have to get up early tomorrow..."

"and many more!"

Seeing Frederica about to leave, and given that he couldn't fully confirm the information's veracity and was in a "weak position" within this dream, Leon had no choice but to temporarily abandon the plan and gently persuaded her to stay:
"We've finally managed to get out here, let's continue our walk."

"also."

After glancing at Leon, who seemed to have temporarily set aside his doubts, Frederica hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly and saying:
"But if you want to take a walk, then take a proper walk and stop asking me those nonsensical and strange questions."

"I won't ask."

After grinning at the frowning Frederica, Leon patted the old ox's rump and said with a chuckle:

"Speaking of which, since it's rare to be all alone now, why don't you hop on for a ride and reminisce about your childhood?"

"you?!"

Upon hearing Leon's words, Frederica's cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but glare angrily at the old ox:
"You even told him this?"

"Moo... (I just said it offhand...)"

After replying to Frederica with a shy, cow-like expression, the old ox, feeling guilty, glared at Leon with his bull-like eyes in a reproachful manner.

I've done so much for you in exchange for two cigarettes, and even my child is complaining. I've really lost out this time... How about I increase the reward?
Add it! Definitely add it!
After silently counting in his mind and confirming that there was still quite a bit of tobacco left from helping to dry the medicinal herbs, Lyon decisively gave the old ox a "thumbs up".

Add two more!
No, two is too few.

The old ox shook its head slightly in dissatisfaction, then secretly stretched out its right foreleg.

I still have to carry her all over the mountain later, which is hard work. If you're going to include the labor fee, you should at least add this amount... Oh well, two sticks it is!

Seeing Lyon's puzzled look and the two slightly separated toes on its hooves, the old ox couldn't help but sigh. Then, while lamenting why a cow only had two toes, it bent down on the grass, turned its head, and mooed ingratiatingly at Frederica.

Fu~ It seems like I haven't carried you on my back since you grew up. It's been a long time, hasn't it?

"..."

It's not just a long time, it's been countless years... Anyway, I'm in a dream now, so why don't I ride it again?
Looking at the old ox's broad and sturdy back, Frederica couldn't help but recall her childhood memories. After pursing her lips, she finally couldn't resist and climbed onto the old ox's back, pressing down on the hem of her skirt.

As she leaned forward slightly, supporting herself on the cow's back with both hands, feeling the coarse, short hair in her palms, a smile involuntarily appeared on Frederica's delicate face, and her bright eyes were filled with nostalgia.

It's been so long... Ever since the Holy Land was destroyed by the Four Pillar Gods, and the Holy Ox died there... No, wait!
Suddenly realizing something, Frederica almost instinctively turned her head and looked at Leon, who had just helped her onto the cow, and sure enough, she saw a pair of unblinking eyes.

It's confirmed, she does indeed have "real" memories!

Seeing the intense emotions surging within Frederica, shattering the calm surface of his heart, Leon calmly spoke:

"A touch of shyness, a hint of nostalgia, and a great deal of joy in reliving childhood—these are the emotions you should have in your dreams."

But now, only a small part of your heart is filled with happiness; the rest is all old, scar-like sadness, and memories and longings that are too intense for the you in your dreams… Frederica, are you still going to deny it?”

"..."

"It seems that besides [lifespan] and the situation of the remnants of the old land, you are hiding more things from me."

Seeing Frederica immediately regain her composure and return to her pristine state of mind, Leon patted the puzzled old ox that had risen, then looked up at the silent Frederica on its back and exclaimed in amazement:

"To be able to suppress all the fluctuations brought about by emotions with just the purest willpower, and even imitate some of the corresponding emotions so vividly that even I, who has mastered the power of the Heart Lake, cannot see the problem, it seems that Lady Taurus and the others have greatly underestimated the strength of your willpower."

Using [Dream Butterfly] dozens of times to leap through dreams is far from your limit. If it weren't for the fact that resisting the dream greatly weakened your will, and that this round of emotions came too suddenly, catching you completely unprepared, I'm afraid I'd still be completely in the dark...

"Frederica, now tell me, why do you remnants of the old lands still retain your [lifespan]? How are Director Armando and Director Aries doing? And... what exactly do you want to do?"

"..."

They managed to keep it a secret the whole way, but they fell short at the last hurdle?

Looking at Leon, whose expression wasn't intense but whose eyes had already turned cold, Frederica knew she had no choice but to answer these questions. She sighed and then asked him somewhat helplessly:

“Mr. Lyon, you have been spying on my dreams from the very beginning, and now you are questioning me in my dream. Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

"But our suspicions weren't wrong, were they?"

Seeing Frederica still trying to pull at him, Leon raised his hand to stabilize the crumbling dreamscape around him and emphasized, word by word:
“Miss Frederica, honesty is the first foundation of cooperation. I am indeed spying on your dreams, but you seem to have concealed more crucial information from me first. And if we can't even achieve the most basic mutual trust…”

　Two-in-one... Or 2...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)