756 This isnt a sad dream (2/2)

Chiaki didn't understand.

Normally, she wouldn't have paid much attention to a dream that she couldn't remember.

However, Seiji viewed her dream with great importance.

”If that was no ordinary dream, then it's highly likely that you'll have a similar dream again,” he told her. ”If that really happens, try your best to remember the dream's contents.”

Chiaki agreed to do as he said.

This was something potentially mystical happening to her, which made her feel somewhat nervous.

Although she was nervous, she also felt expectant because this might possibly help her to obtain divine powers.

Of course, she knew that she was being overly optimistic by wanting mystical abilities. But if things turned bad, or even worse… that didn't matter, because Seiji was by her side!

With such a reliable boyfriend, nothing could possibly happen to her. Chiaki was confident of this.

Time passed until it was nighttime of the same day.

Right before bedtime, Chiaki teasingly offered herself to Seiji just like last night.

She then got in her bed, covered herself with her blanket, and closed her eyes…

Chiaki's consciousness slowly drifted off as she fell asleep. Without realizing it, she began to feel a gentle wind and see falling cherry blossoms.

Three figures walked among the falling cherry blossoms. On the left was a woman wearing a long dress. On the right was a man wearing a regular jacket. In the middle was a little girl with silver hair.

The little girl was holding onto the man and woman's hands. She was saying something to the woman, and the woman responded gently.

Chiaki dazedly watched this scene before her.

Everything was hazy and unclear. She was unable to see the exact appearances of those three people, nor was she able to see their faces.

She felt warmth, she felt that this was familiar, and she felt… bliss.

Who were these people?

Why did she feel this way upon seeing them?

Had she seen them somewhere before? Did she know these people?

Chiaki felt that she should know these people. Otherwise, they wouldn't have felt familiar.

Yet, she couldn't recall who they were!

Seeing the three walk off, Chiaki finally reacted and ran after them.

Cherry blossoms kept falling on her head, face, and body, blocking her view, affecting her senses, and slowing her down.

Chiaki was unable to run or even walk quickly. She kept feeling like it was more and more difficult to proceed, just as if she was fighting against an invisible force.

”Wait! Wait a moment!” Chiaki shouted towards the three individuals.

However, they seemed not to hear her as they gradually walked off into the distance. All they left behind was their joyful laughter and words that she couldn't hear clearly.

”Wait for me! Let me see what you look like!” Chiaki shouted at the top of her lungs.

She received no response. The three individuals' figures gradually disappeared.

Finally, Chiaki was unable to walk any further. Her legs gave way and she collapsed on the ground.

She looked off into the distance at the falling cherry blossoms in their direction, and muttered to herself, ”I know you… you should know me as well…

”Why can't I remember…? You feel so familiar, so it should be easy to remember who you are… Just who are you people… Tell me…”

This wasn't a sad dream.

The wind was gentle, the flowers were soft, the atmosphere was warm and beautiful, and everything seemed so blissful. Those three seemed like a family—father, mother, and daughter…

Yet, she felt sad because she couldn't remember them or figure out who they were.

Tears poured out of her eyes and obscured her vision, causing everything to become even hazier and more ethereal.

Chiaki started crying as if she was an abandoned child.

Her consciousness became hazy as well. In this state, she seemed to remember something and say something out loud, but she was washed over by her sad emotions and didn't realize this.

As she cried and cried… she suddenly felt something warm.

This warmth felt more real than the ethereal warmth of her dream. This warmth felt truly reliable and reassuring as well as familiar.

Unlike the three who had just disappeared, Chiaki clearly knew the source of this warmth. She was easily able to recall this person's appearance, identity, and name...

”Seiji…”

”I'm right here, Chiaki. I'm right by your side,” a clear and energetic voice responded to her.

His clear voice transmitted a power right to her heart that dispelled her sadness.

Chiaki's consciousness gradually returned as the ethereal beauty of the dream and all the cherry blossoms faded. Everything that she'd just experienced in the dream was forgotten.