Is it really a straight girl?

When he reached the door, Mahiru tried his best to open the door with his right hand around the girl's knees. Without turning on the light, he laid Mi Jisong on the pure white bed quilt under the brilliance of the distant city and the white moonlight shining from above. Go up, bend down and let go of your hands.

Everything is so quiet.

There are the sounds of night cats and crows outside the window, and the high-pitched honking of vehicles in the distance.

Lying on the bed, looking at the dim ceiling, the girl with purple pupils rested the back of her hand on her forehead, and her chest kept rising and falling.

Mahiru stood by the bed, staring at Ms. Yaki who was slumped on the bed.

The girl in a white dress on the bed, her warm breath, blurred eyes, every inch of her perception when she was in physical contact with Mahiru before—

These caused another red-haired girl standing beside the bed to touch her dry lips with the wet tip of her tongue, longing until her tingling and hot chest turned desire into hot breath and rushed to her lips.

The fingertips are clenched into fists in the palm of the hand.

Reason is evaporating.

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150 IX. Is Ms. Miki a Witch?

In the end, Miss Mahiru just kissed her forehead.

Then, the brown-red thick wooden door printed with structural patterns was pulled open heavily.

Mahiru walked out with her head lowered, biting her lip, and closed it again with a bang.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the door was closed that the red-haired girl managed to find some calmness between several deep breaths.

The yellowish light was swaying, and the alcohol had stained her body. Mahiru let the faint drunkenness affect her spirit, but it was almost meaningless.

These things only have the function of warming the brain, and cannot eliminate the worries and desires hovering in the heart.

not like this.

She felt a little weak in her limbs, and leaned her back against Miss Miji's room door, her red front hair covered her half-closed eyes, she clenched her fist slightly to cover her chest, panting slightly.

The door she was leaning on was as smooth as tiles, and the girl's upper body slowly lowered. The long-sleeved shirt and the skin underneath rubbed against the wooden door, making a rustling sound of silk and satin.

The red-haired woman lowered her head, looked down with empty eyes, moved her feet outward, and bent her knees together. She slowly sat on the ground, holding her left arm with her right hand, and the left arm was placed on her knees again. The front is unable to stretch.

Everything became a soundless silence.

The blood boiled, and there was a faint tingling sensation in the chest.

But the feeling of forcibly suppressing it is even more uncomfortable. Reason is like white smoke, gradually evaporating when looking at the scene, and before she even has time to cover Miss Miki, Mahiru forcefully asks her feet to go out Moved, the muscles tensed and stiffly stepped out of the door, and restrained himself in embarrassment to close the door.

It is the right thing to do now.

Mahiru thought deeply.

If I really did something, I will regret it later.

True liking should be agreed upon by both parties.

Mahiru, didn't you say that you don't like Yaki?

And she said it bluntly to Miki...

Mahiru asked herself, and sat in front of Miss Miki's door with her arms around her knees for a long time.

……

Dream, free and change.

After Miss Miji felt that she was back on the bed, she squirmed her body and wrapped the soft quilt around her body.

The shoes were randomly thrown on the wooden floor by her, and the dress that had been taken off according to the habit was thrown on the bed without knowing where.

Just closing the increasingly heavy eyelids, the brain fell into a drowsy state a little bit.

In the haze and hallucination caused by alcohol, enter the world of sleep.

Many colors lifted the curtain, and Mi Ji opened his eyes, and found himself sitting on the top of a tall building, on a white wooden chair that was completely inappropriate with the surrounding environment.

For some reason, she knew she was dreaming.

Miki in the dream remembered what happened just now, Miss Mahiru carried her back to the bed, and then left her room lightly.

Miss Mahiru is really a good person.

Even in a dream, Yaki sighed like this.

The dream was so real, the girl could even feel the wind blowing her hair from the roof, and the moonlight shone brightly on her entire body, and there was no shelter on the roof.

And ahead, there was black smoke.

Probably because when I went out today, I saw the extremely distant black smoke and the black ash-like substance floating in the sky, which left a deep impression on my heart.

That's why it appears in dreams.

Looking at all this, Miji didn't know what to do in her dream, she just observed carefully.

The black matter scattered all over the sky was at a close distance, and Mi Ji finally saw its true appearance clearly. It turned out to be black feathers.

Probably because a black feather floated in my hand when I was going out, and another one drew a small red mark on Miji's palm, so the conscious subconsciousness combined the falling ashes all over the sky with Let's link the feathers...

Think about it every day and dream at night.

Mi Ji nodded, stood on the roof and looked around.

It's so high, it feels like it's almost a hundred meters... If you jump like this, you will definitely wake up.

But Miji has no intention of waking up from the dream for the time being. Although he has experienced similar lucid dreams before, it has never been as real as it is now, and there is no sign of getting out of the dream at all.

Black feathers fluttered down like snow.

In this extremely close distance from the black smoke, even though it was already night, Miki could still see that the sky in front of him was almost half occupied by smoke and black feathers.

She stretched out her hand forward, and a feather landed on the girl's hand again.

Several of them fell on her body at the same time, falling along the folds of the pure white dress to the concrete floor of the rooftop.

many……

Black feathers gradually filled the ground and were blown away by the wind.

Wherever you can see, there is nowhere without this majestic black feather dancing wildly.

Mi Ji remembered the catkins falling in spring, but the catkins were not so conspicuous, and the number was not so large.

It really is a dream, only dreams can have such a scene.

Miji nodded slightly, and wanted to go down on the rooftop to see what the ground looked like, but even in a dream, it was impossible to jump directly, and the dream would definitely end due to fright, so she wanted to turn around and look for the person who went downstairs. method.

After looking back, I saw that it was not the downstairs hut with raised roofs of ordinary high-rise buildings as imagined.

Instead, five or six meters away, there was a mysterious man in a thick black robe with a big hood covering the upper half of his face.

It's like the feeling of a behind-the-scenes boss in a movie or game, and what's even more amazing is that behind her there is a black single wing that looks four or five meters long, with a huge sense of presence and shock.

"Is this Sephiroth? Or a fallen angel in mythology?" Mi Ji said to himself, looking at the person in the dream with strange eyes.

But the lower half of the face revealed by the other party clearly has a soft outline of a woman, her cheeks are pale, and her lips are as blood red as the vicious queen or witch in the story.

No matter how you look at it, it's a big villain...

Amazing!Could Yaki have imagined a character with such temperament in his dreams?

She approached, wanting to take a closer look at the other party's cloak, but she was afraid that what she was having now was actually a nightmare, the kind that would be suddenly startled once she got close.

However, just when Miji wondered if this was a nightmare, the other party bowed to him.

"Excuse me, I ask for your help, Miss Witch."

Oh oh.

It turned out to be that kind of role-playing dream.

Miki understands that in all kinds of dreams, she becomes a person completely different from her real self, such as princesses, knights, magical girls, and even soldiers and bodyguards, although she can't remember them at all. But girls have dreamed about it.

Now, is my role in the dream the 'witch'?

Sure enough, he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night. He lived in the witch's house during the day, and became a witch in his dream after falling asleep.

Like this.

Miki nodded, playing her own role, not covering up her curiosity at all.

"What's the matter?"

"I... want you to come closer to my child."

crimson lips said softly.

Suppressing the pleading in his tone, he deliberately said calmly.

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160. The dream is already beyond ordinary people

Ms. Yaki's role in the dream is a witch.

It's not surprising that anything happened in the dream, even if Miki was recognized as some kind of super scary parsec monster girl, she wouldn't be particularly surprised.

Just sigh...it's amazing.

Because the dream is just the most advanced fantasy, an illusion constructed by the simultaneous action of the subconscious and the superficial consciousness.

Everything is just an illusion, even if it is a lucid dream, Miki will only play it as a role-playing video game.

So, of course, Mi Ji regarded the mysterious woman in front of her as a task NPC, and was pressing E to interact and talk.

"Who is the child you are talking about...?" Mi Ji tilted his head.

The task seems to be to let me get in touch with someone, get close to her child, where is her child in the dream, and what am I going to do?What is the mission reward?

No no, this isn't a real video game, it's just a lucid dream.

Everything is just a pure fantasy of the interaction between the subconscious and the superficial consciousness.

That's what dreams are like. Miki even thinks that as long as he imagines carefully, it is not impossible for a Gundam to fall from the sky right now.

A dream is an illusion that changes with the master's consciousness.