I had a dream.
-Hey, you said you messed up your blind date again.
-It's not that it's ruined, it's that it's been criticized.
-Damn, this guy can cross the Pacific with his face.
-If that were possible, would you be doing this?
A very common neighborhood bar.
In my dream, I vaguely saw myself in the past, drinking alcohol with fish cake soup as an appetizer.
Same face and tall height as now.
My past self, with long, jet-black hair instead of the red it is now, was drinking with an old friend from the orphanage at a bar.
'It's been a while since I've seen that guy. That bastard who ran off with my money.'
I thought it would be nice to see you after such a long time, but instead of being happy, I wanted to throw a punch at you.
'pup'
In my dream, I was talking to a friend over a drink. The women sitting at the next table were admiring me, glancing at me with a small smile and a hint of playfulness.
My friend patted me on the shoulder and said.
-Look. You idiot.
-Shit.
I didn't have a girlfriend in my past life.
Is it because my taste is unique?
Is it because my standards are high?
Or maybe it was because I had a bad personality, but I was living a single life even after I turned 23.
Even I, whose only hobby was reading novels, thought I was a boring person.
My friend whispered to me in a low voice so that the woman sitting at the next table couldn't hear.
-So, stop reading those weird novels and go pick up girls. Where in the world would someone say their dream is a harem on a blind date?
-I didn't say that. You were the one who said it to me first. When I asked what I would do if everyone here liked me, I jokingly said I'd hug them all.
-That's it, you idiot. In that case, you should point out the girl you like the most and say it.
-A man should be broad-minded.
-Shit.
I smiled slightly and brushed off my friend's words.
In the past, I liked novels.
Because it was nice to see people like me, who grew up in underprivileged families, go to another world and succeed.
After living a life engrossed in work, it has long been my hobby to watch the protagonists living wonderful lives in a glamorous world.
Loved by beautiful heroines.
Because I was jealous of the protagonist who was loved even by elves.
harem.
It's a ridiculous story, but wouldn't it be okay to imagine such a romantic dream once in a while? Imagination is freedom, after all.
What the hell...
I said, tapping my friend on the head.
“But it’s a man’s dream, isn’t it?”
"Idiot"
The present me looked at my past self and spoke softly.
'Even one person was overwhelmed.'
So much.
*
A loud noise was heard.
"Whew... Air raid warning...!!!"
A loud noise spread through the mansion from the morning.
The girl's lively cheer as she greeted the refreshing morning resonated loudly from the second floor.
I rubbed my eyes and greeted the energetic morning with the sound of the young lady's loud voice.
"Haaaam... Huh...?"
As I was stretching and slowly getting up from my seat, I felt dizzy and staggered.
-Beep─────
'crazy...'
[Using 'Hand of Rehabilitation' on a 'target contaminated with black magic' cost '1% of vitality'.]
As I felt a splitting headache accompanied by tinnitus, I collapsed on the bed.
Last night. It was the aftereffects of overexerting myself.
The pain in my head gradually began to spread to my chest.
A pain that feels like my heart is going to burst.
"Haa... haa..."
I couldn't breathe well.
It felt like my whole body was being pricked with needles.
A chilling pain, as if my heart were going to burst, covered my body.
I took a deep breath, clutching my chest as if it was going to burst.
"Ugh... haa..."
I knew there would be side effects since it was a power that consumed health, but I was speechless at the pain that came more than I expected.
I clenched my teeth and held my wits together so that no sound would escape.
'Come to your senses.'
Because it's nothing compared to the pain of having my hands rot away from black magic.
I lay face down on the bed, catching my breath, waiting for the pain to subside.
After about 10 minutes, the pain that had been sending shivers down my spine gradually subsided.
I exhaled sharply and tried to move my body.
Turn your shoulders around and look.
I checked my body to see if there was anything wrong with it while emitting an aura, but fortunately, it didn't seem to have any direct effect on my body.
I don't know if it's because I used such a small number as 1%, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the force.
If there's just one thing that's bothering me.
“Echwi…!”
"I just feel like my health has deteriorated a little," I thought to myself, touching my sore throat.
“Sniff….”
I think I have a cold.
I thought that the part about vitality was influenced by internal factors rather than external factors.
I looked in the mirror and smiled at my handsome face again today.
"good."
I walked silently towards the girl's room, which was ringing loudly.
"Let's go!"
*
"Ugh... Ricardo. The sun is so blinding."
Today too, the girl who curls up in her blanket and fights a battle with the sun and her soul.
Although she had woken up, she was still feeling regretful that she couldn't control the dream world. The girl, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the sunlight streaming in through the window, was looking at me with her face peeking out from between the blankets.
The girl said, pointing to the fluttering curtains with her hand.
"Evil sunlight. Deal with it."
It was absurd.
I grabbed the end of the blanket and fluttered it violently.
The girl spun around as the blanket she was wrapped in fluttered. She frowned and cried out, "Eww! I'm going to die... I'm going to die!" She was dying like a vampire.
Acting with sincerity.
She was a girl who had no talent for acting, but when she got some sleep, she became a top actress.
The girl looked at me, rubbing her eyes.
It looks like he's resenting me for waking him up from his deep sleep.
"Ricardo destroyed the chocolate country."
"What is Chocolate Country?"
"The dream I had today."
The girl smiled pleasantly and told me about the dream she had that day.
A girl who boasts that she has eaten all of the huge chocolate palace she has, with her hands wide open.
I asked a small question as I looked at the girl's smile.
"Isn't it the lady who destroyed the chocolate country?"
"No, Ricardo destroyed it. I was just trying to eat it little by little."
If the people of the Chocolate Country were listening, it would make them grab the back of their necks and fall over.
After finishing her dream, the young lady collapsed onto the bed, her face withered like an unwatered flowerpot.
It seems like the hangover from yesterday's drinking isn't going away.
I kindly gave warm honey water to the girl who was shaking and asking for honey water.
The girl gave a thumbs up.
"As expected from Ricardo. He's always well-prepared."
"I know. The most handsome and perfect butler in the world."
"...There's something stuck there."
"Just drink the honey water."
I silenced the realistic young lady's complaints with honey water.
"Hoo... hoo..."
The girl, hugging the honey water tightly and blowing the wind, was trying hard to cool the honey water in order to survive.
It looks like he got seriously burned by the hangover he had been joking about.
The young lady was holding the honey water tightly as if it were the water of life, but her shoulders flinched at the appearance of the uninvited guest.
-Goooom...!
The girl looked at Gomtang, who had his eyes wide open, with a fierce gaze.
Gomtang-i wagging his tail like crazy at the smell of sweet honey water.
He was a strange man who liked honey more than meat.
Gomtang was wagging his little finger-sized tail to encourage his intentions.
-Goooom.
"You lowly master. Give me some too." Gomtang, a lowly companion animal, covets his master's honey water.
The young lady lightly ignored Gomtang-i and focused on the honey water, but the heavy movements of Gomtang-i made her feel a threat to her life and she spoke.
"go away!"
-Goooom!
"Get out! It's mine!"
-Goooong!
"Eeeeek! I think I'll die if I don't eat this... Ugh..."
"You must not vomit here."
"Ugh... I don't feel well."
She was a girl suffering from a hangover.
The bed began to sway slightly as Gomtang continued to move heavily. The young lady's teacup began to ripple and create waves as the bed swayed.
Thud. A strong impact hits the bed.
"Oh, it's hot!"
The girl poured honey water on her legs.
I quickly ran towards the girl's legs, dripping with honey. It wasn't quite as hot as Dale, but I doubted her delicate legs could withstand it.
I quickly pulled away the blanket covering the girl's legs.
The girl was looking at her legs with a blank expression.
"Huh?"
I shouted at the girl who was standing still.
“Why, are you still here! Hurry up….”
An awkward glance crossed their faces.
I, who had kicked off the blanket while the girl was looking at her legs with broken eyes, stopped moving when I saw her white legs exposed.
I blushed.
The girl was blushing for a different reason.
I muttered softly.
"Bear panties?"
"Eeeeek...! No!"
She was a girl wearing plain underwear.
***
After a huge commotion.
The girl said, pointing to her leg.
"It was hot."
I clenched my fists and said at the sight of the embarrassed girl's dark face.
"It was hot?"
"huh"
The girl nodded vigorously, her gaze never leaving her bare legs.
I asked the girl again.
“Really…? It’s not hot because it spilled on your hand?”
I tried to hide my excitement, but I couldn't hide the trembling in my voice from the hope that something might happen.
Because the young lady couldn't feel her legs. Because the nerves were severed, she lost all feeling in her lower body, and neither heat nor numbness could be felt in her legs.
I dropped the wet towel in my hand at the sight of the girl's excited eyes.
"Really?"
“Uh… I said it felt hot.”
The girl looked, pinched her leg, frowned, made a joke of "Ayat", and opened her bright eyes.
A feeling I haven't felt in two years.
The girl was still feeling awkward and was pinching her leg, feeling the pain.
I kept asking the girl questions, anxious that my legs might not move.
"Moving... moving! Is it possible?"
The girl began to frown nervously.
"I'll try it for a bit."
A focused girl.
"Eeeeek!!!"
I unconsciously clenched my fist and cheered on the girl who was giving me strength with her loud cheers.
"...Ricardo."
The girl looked at me with a sullen expression and said.
"I need to go to the bathroom."
It still seems impossible to move.
"Is it big?"
"It's rude to ask a lady that."
"...the lady wears teddy bear panties."
The girl shouted as she looked at the gomtang.
"Ask!"
-Goooom!"
"Eww! Don't bite me! Bite him!"
As expected, it was a gomtang that listened well to its owner.
Looking at that sight, I clenched my fist.
'thank god.'
I felt like I could solve a problem that had no answer.