Levelmaker

I got a call from a dream.

See if they're all here.

Is things going so well?

You mean perfectly commutable, right? Ha ha!

... In the meantime, I have to apologize for worrying about my father and mother.

Apparently, according to this clock with a date display function hanging in my room, time is rolling back until the dream dies.

I don't think you two remember, I can't believe we're gone.

That's what I thought, I got out of the room.

Just with my mother as soon as I got out.

"Mother, please."

Yes, say hello as usual, but without saying anything.

Mother looking at this one with a goofy face.

The laundry, which would have been on its way in, was bastered and dropped to the ground.

"Shh... Shh... Sho!? Sho, you......!?

Yes, that's the word you finally spoke to me.

... time is rolling back and my mother knows I was gone...!?

"Hey, what's up!?

... My father came out of the study and bedroom, gaining momentum.

Occasionally, this person does not sleep in a room with his mother, but in his own study.

Dad, you slept in the study this day.

When you saw my face, my father shut up for a few seconds.

"... this... you stupid son of a...!! Where have you been?!?

He jumped at me yelling at me!

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"I just jumped without asking why."

My mother stopped me and my calm dad apologized.

I do police chief of police or something, and I usually see my dad carrying things calmly so passionately… not for the first time, but it's rare.

"... Sho, where have you really been? Mothers, I was so worried."

"I'm sorry.... I don't know what I'm going to say is a little hard to believe... but I'm going to talk about it."

"... um"

My father took out his notebook.

Because it's a habit to be a cop?

"Why notebook..."

"Besides you, you and Sakura from Naruki-san's house were missing. Based on the line that it's a kidnapping case, we have to leave testimony behind."

"No... it's not like that"

"What?"

I see, did my father consider this to be some kind of case?

Is that obvious?

If two middle school students and one high school student had disappeared at the funeral home, you wouldn't normally think it was an accident.

"Father, Mother, have you seen today's date?

"... how could you do that"

"Okay, it's gonna be a TV, it's gonna be a phone, and look at today's date."

"... well, okay"

Dad turned on the TV.

My personal favorite show, "Good Morninja," appeared on the screen.

Today's date is written on the edge of the screen.

____ Month ____.

The day my dreams died.

Mother and father confirm it too and open their eyes as surprised. You two face each other, then turn off the TV and turn it back towards me.

"What's this... about?

"I don't know... but for now, I just need to be back in the past.... dreams, beautiful flowers, Ye and Cherry Blossom are coming back to their respective homes"

"What... not just the two of you, but even you and Mihana!?

I nodded at your mother's interrogation.

"What the fuck? What the hell is this!

"Police then... well, I'm sure it's not a problem that we can do something about it. Uh, you know, it was close to hiding..."

"Or... hidden?

"Oh."

I tell you what happened that day and how I met dreams and flowers.

If it was true, I wouldn't be able to trust you, but the two of you listened to me without saying anything.

"_______ things. Maybe it's best if I was moving to a different world. Dreams and beautiful flowers are there, really by chance, like this... should I have said I was reincarnated? It's like that."

"So, how did you get back here?

"Uh, that's a lot of dreams. So I could go home."

My father, who would have meditated on his eyes for a while and listened to my story in a focused manner, opens his eyes cuttingly.

"... as a member of the police... By nature, all that has ever happened can only be regarded as a lie"

"Chi, hey dad...!

My father keeps talking as my mother tries to tell my father a novel.

"... but let's trust you as a parent.... In the meantime, keep in touch with Narumi's house and Kuroki's house"

Suddenly my father stood up and took the phone receiver.

My mother rubs me off in the front seat.

"Great... really good...!

"I'm sorry, Mom. Really."

"It's okay. So... I don't know why, but they're all back, right? I have to thank Master Fantasy Transfer. I asked that vault."

Oh well.

Sure... that transfer device was like a vault, too, and thanks to Mr. Fantasy Transfer, maybe it is.

"... what is this?

My eyes shifted to the paperwork at my desk.