Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

The two stood together and seemed to have a good relationship.

The girl looked familiar to Miura Gensuke.

He had seen it on the news...

The young athlete who committed suicide after being attacked online for his unsatisfactory performance...

This is why Yukawa Haruka cares so much about dreams and suicides...

"strangeness……"

The female doctor who had been observing frowned: "She should be awake by now..."

"The data is obviously very close to normal..."

Chapter 42 Dreaming

evening.

Akiko Takahashi, who had been waiting in the ward, was still sitting there anxiously.

Miura Gensuke still held Yukikawa Haruka's hand tightly.

Although her vital signs had long since returned to normal, the girl on the hospital bed showed no sign of waking up.

"Miura-san, are you hungry?"

Takahashi Akiko slowly stood up: "I'm going to buy some dinner."

"I'm very hungry..."

Miura Gensuke nodded repeatedly.

They stayed in the ward together for a few hours and talked a lot.

In order to make it easier to hold hands, Gensuke Miura claimed to be Yukikawa Haruka's boyfriend.

I also asked some more private questions.

Now he understands Yukawa Haruka better than Yukawa Haruka herself.

"Finally left..."

After getting a chance to be alone, Gensuke Miura first stood up and stretched his stiff body.

Then he lay down next to Xuekawa Haruka.

Since Xuechuan Haruka doesn't want to wake up, I'll just go back to sleep.

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Roses, roses, lawns...

It is an exquisite small garden.

A stream runs through it, sparkling.

Outside the garden, there is nothingness.

Perhaps this is the maximum range that Xuechuan Haruka can maintain at present.

“Ah… That’s great…”

After looking around, Miura Gensuke breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought there were a group of dead people in your dream..."

"When the time comes, they'll surround me and it'll be scary enough without me having to say anything."

In the center of the garden, there is a small wooden house.

The person gazing at him from the lounge chair outside the cabin was Miss Haruka Yukawa.

"You're not very angry with me, are you?"

Miura Gensuke walked towards her.

After all, he had destroyed her dream world with his own hands, and he was not sure how much she hated him.

Moreover, she can use dreams to influence reality. This ability is much more terrifying than the Rain Girl or something like that.

Fortunately, Xuechuan Haruka didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and just looked at him quietly with her purple eyes.

Under the sunlight, the beautiful silver hair looks a little unreal.

Coupled with the light green floral dress she was wearing and her white bare feet stepping on the flower petals, she was almost indistinguishable from an elf.

"I really want to say something comforting..."

"But can we go out and talk about it later?"

Miura Gensuke held his stomach and sat in front of Yukawa Haruka: "Senior, I'm really hungry now..."

"Or maybe you could conjure up some food? Do you have Haagen-Dazs or something?"

"Or maybe regular ice cream?"

Xuechuan Haruka ignored his awkward joke.

The curved eyelashes trembled a few times, and the purple eyes closed.

Looking at the girl's tear mole, Miura Gensuke couldn't help but feel a headache.

After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other at all...

Including this time, we have only met twice.

He certainly has a thousand theories in his mind to discuss reality and dreams, perfection and imperfection...

But the other party now refuses to communicate at all.

Even if we communicate, reasoning is basically useless.

It is more likely to be infected by emotions.

"You know, my parents died very early..."

Miura Gensuke gently held Yukawa Haruka's soft soles: "But..."

"I……"

"I just wanted to help you..."

"Why..." Xuechuan Yao was a little confused: "I'm no longer affecting others..."

"Why do you still..."

Miura Gensuke nodded in sudden realization: "Yes, I'll be leaving then."

This cold joke also didn't make Xuechuan Haruka laugh.

He simply lay down at the girl's feet.

Anyway, the scenery here is nice, so it’s okay to stay a little longer.

"Xuechuan, let me tell you about my story first."

Miura Gensuke casually pulled out a weed and put it in his mouth: "Actually, I've recently started to suspect that I'm the protagonist of some anime. It's useless for you to resist."

"If we follow the script, we'll probably end up as boyfriend and girlfriend."

Miura Gensuke recounted the abnormality he encountered from beginning to end.

"Just think about it, a man whose parents are both dead is surrounded by so many beautiful girls."

"I'm definitely the protagonist, right?"

As he continued to chatter, Xuechuan Haruka seemed to be interested in the story: "Senior's belly...what are the requirements this week?"

Miura Gensuke did not answer, but just tickled the girl's white soles with the grass stem.

"Ha you……"

Haruka Xuekawa pursed her lips after accidentally laughing.

"It's okay to laugh." Miura Gensuke sat up and laid on the girl's knees. "This week's requirement is to rule 100 people. Isn't it strange?"

"I originally wanted to run for student union president."

"But today's time is spent on you."

Hearing this, Xuechuan Haruka frowned slightly: "If the request is not completed...what will happen?"

"Who knows, maybe I'll die."

"Some third-rate works like to set up gimmicks like this."

Miura Gensuke smiled and said, "But there's nothing to worry about. You can just revive me in your dreams when the time comes."

"It's all the same to you anyway."

Xuechuan Haruka was stunned for a moment.

"By the way...Auntie Takahashi should have bought dinner."

Miura Gensuke rubbed his stomach and said, "Ms. Xuechuan, is there any way for me to wake up early?"

"I'm really hungry now..."

"Let's talk after I finish my meal."

"By the way, I'm lying next to you right now, the real you."

"The posture may be a little ambiguous, I hope you don't mind..."

"In order to see you, I told Aunt Takahashi that I was your boyfriend."

"Is it okay?"

He pinched Yukawa Haruka's small feet.

Xuechuan Haruka blushed and retracted her feet, hugging her knees and sitting on the recliner.

“…” Miura Gensuke felt bored instantly.