If you met in a dream, what are the odds of meeting in reality? (Series 1/2)
What? Where am I...?
Oh? What an unpleasant presence we have here. I haven't even finished warming up yet. Well, it can't be helped.
Dreams and Reality
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In this modern age, semiconductor technology has advanced, giving us machines called smartphones and photos made of vibrant colors. But they say none of this existed in the old days. I wonder how people got by back then.
And...
They also say there were many things called Yokai before the common era. But then humans just caught them all... doesn't that story sound a bit weird? Is there any evidence they actually existed? Yet people still believe it. Do they really believe that?
Even today, those imaginative art types believe in the existence of Yokai, expressing them and drawing all their characteristics. At best, it's just an urban legend or a lie. Have they even seen one in person?
Hm? Why am I bringing this up all of a sudden? Just because~ I happened to pass by a gathering on my way to school and took a peek. It turned out to be a Yokai geek meetup. How can people like Yokai of all things? It would be one thing if they actually existed, but it's just an old story with no evidence.
And as for me listening to this, my friend really has no imagination. It's something you can just think about once, but seeing my friend take it so seriously makes them seem a bit pathetic. And even if they mean urban legends or superstitions, those are terms used in modern times... My silly friend.
Anyway, the day ends and I return home. A student's life is truly exhausting. I go straight to my room, drop my bag, and lie on the bed without even changing. Just as I'm about to fall asleep, that thought flashes through my mind. Why do I remember it now of all times? Of course, I don't believe in it either, but I am a bit of a coward. Still, I'm tired, so I hug the doll next to me, close my eyes, and fall asleep.
And when I opened my eyes...
Behind the scenes in reality the day after that first dream
I went to school the day after having that strange dream. What on earth was that? It was the same country, but a different era... It was so eerie. And the people there, they all ran away in horror as soon as they saw me... I don't know why, but it felt unpleasant. I ended up having all sorts of weird dreams because of my friend yesterday.
I entered the school and was walking down the hallway when I happened to see a male student walking from a distance. ..Wait, I've seen him somewhere before?
That hair looks familiar. He's wearing a school uniform now, but if he changed his clothes... He felt so familiar. I remember his features, but I can't recall his face.
Well, he's probably just going to class. It doesn't matter. Rationalizing it like that, I kept walking, but the moment I passed by that student, a sudden pain washed over me along with an immense energy.
It hurt somewhere. What is this feeling...? I stood still for a moment, but that senior, who I don't even know, just passed by as if nothing was wrong, as if he didn't notice a thing.
It's probably just muscle pain since I've been exercising a lot lately to build stamina. I try to act like it's nothing and continue on my way. Is it because the lingering feeling of that mysterious dream is still so vivid...? Ah, I don't have time to think about this. I'm going to be late. Better hurry.
Release Date 2026.09.15 / Last Updated 2026.09.15