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"…How did Kitahara-kun know I read a joke book last night?"
Takamatsu Tomori tilted her head and asked a profound question.
Kitahara Makoto: "..."
How did he know?
Of course, he knew from her dream!
To keep her promise, she even dreamed of holding that joke book. She was taking it too seriously!
"Just a guess, I didn't expect to actually guess it right." Kitahara Makoto lightly coughed twice, saying nonchalantly, "Tomori-chan was really reading a joke book last night?"
"That's right."
Takamatsu Tomori didn't suspect anything, feeling a little dejected: "But I read the joke book for a long time, and I didn't feel like smiling at all…"
Of course not!
We're already in the information age, and you're still reading last century's joke book. It'd be strange if you could laugh!
"Joke books are outdated." Kitahara Makoto raised his phone, "Tomori-chan, come and watch this video."
"Mm."
Takamatsu Tomori heard him, turned her body, leaned closer, and looked at the phone seriously.
A quiet, elegant fragrance quickly wafted into Kitahara Makoto's nose. He couldn't tell if it was shampoo or body wash, but it smelled very good.
Kitahara Makoto slightly turned his gaze and saw Takamatsu Tomori's delicate small face full of seriousness, her skin fair and flawless, making him inexplicably want to pinch it gently. Her pink lips were slightly pursed, and her jawline was incredibly beautiful, like a quiet and adorable ragdoll cat.
The video started playing.
The scene was in a supermarket, where a young man and woman were buying things in front of a shelf, chatting and laughing, seemingly having a pleasant conversation.
A child's voice sounded from off-screen:
"Uncle, please get me some potato chips."
The smile on the man's face instantly disappeared: "Don't call me uncle, I'm still just a university student."
The girl next to him was smiling broadly, shaking with laughter, clearly very amused.
However, in the next second.
The child's voice sounded again from off-screen: "Look, your mom is laughing."
"..."
The smile on the girl's face instantly vanished, and the man who had just put on a serious face burst into pig-like laughter.
"Goo-goo-goo ~"
Watching the man laughing 'goo-goo-goo' in the video, Takamatsu Tomori finally understood what 'smiles don't disappear, they just transfer' meant. The corners of her pink lips naturally curved upwards.
Tomori-chan, who was always expressionless, suddenly revealed such a faint smile. Kitahara Makoto was slightly dazed and unconsciously sighed softly:
"Tomori-chan is simply too cute when she smiles, it's against the rules."
"..."
The smile on Takamatsu Tomori's face instantly vanished. She turned her head to look out the window, frantically raising her right hand to brush the hair by her ear.
She had never been praised so directly by a boy in her life. For Takamatsu Tomori, who rarely interacted with the opposite sex, it was a direct hit, a critical strike. Even for an eccentric girl, she couldn't block the critical effect. Her small face quickly flushed, and even her neck turned a faint red.
"Hmm?"
Kitahara Makoto was about to speak to ease the awkwardness when his gaze suddenly focused on Takamatsu Tomori's elbow. A bruise the size of a coin was particularly noticeable:
"Tomori-chan, what happened to your arm?"
"I don't know." Takamatsu Tomori looked at her elbow and shook her head, "It appeared after I woke up."
Kitahara Makoto guessed:
"Did you roll off the bed while sleeping last night?"
"I didn't roll off the bed." Takamatsu Tomori shook her head, "If I rolled off the bed, I would definitely remember it clearly… I only fell in a dream last night. It was clearly just a dream, but I don't know why I felt pain, just like it was real."
The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.
Takamatsu Tomori had only spoken casually, but to Kitahara Makoto's ears, it was like a clap of thunder.
"Wait a minute—"
Kitahara Makoto immediately recalled the dream game from last night.
In the dream, the weak Togawa-chan, who had transformed into a princess of a fallen kingdom, was being chased by goblins, and Takamatsu Tomori and the Tsundere Young Miss were both anxious to help.
Takamatsu Tomori tripped over a tree root and fell, bruising her elbow at the time.
Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and looked closely, only to see that the bruise on Tomori-chan's elbow seemed to be exactly the same in position and size as in the dream…
"Something's not right."
"Very wrong."
The more Kitahara Makoto thought about it, the more he felt something was amiss.
"Such a large bruise, no matter when it was bumped, she would definitely remember it clearly."
"Tomori-chan is not a child who lies… she clearly doesn't remember."
"And the position and size of the bruise are exactly the same as in the dream…"
"Conan said, there is only one truth."
"Eliminate the impossible options, and whatever remains, no matter how incredible, must be the truth…"
Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, calming himself down.
"So… the bruise on Tomori-chan's arm actually came from the dream?"
"Things that happen in dreams affect reality?"
"When we met at the school gate this morning, the reason Tomori-chan suddenly blushed was because she remembered last night's dream?"
"…"
Kitahara Makoto felt completely numb.
The side effects of the succubus ability had always been unknown; it turned out that actions in dreams would affect reality?!
Good thing he didn't transform into Homelander and charge in and out seven times, otherwise he would have ended up in prison!
"Good news, no one should know that dreams affect reality yet…" Kitahara Makoto pressed his temples, calming down, "Keep it a secret, this secret must be kept! If everyone finds out, I'm dead!"
"Kitahara-kun, what's wrong?"
Takamatsu Tomori tilted her head and looked over, her eyes filled with concern.
"I'm fine." Kitahara Makoto guiltily averted his gaze, "…It's getting late, shall we go to the classroom?"
If it were just a dream that left no trace, it would be fine, but now that he discovered dreams actually affect reality, his bullying behavior last night was simply too much.
To do whatever he wanted in the dream, even measuring Tomori-chan's conscience… he should commit seppuku!
The two returned to the floor where their classroom was located, then parted ways.
As Kitahara Makoto entered the classroom, he saw Togawa Sakiko already seated at her desk.
Perhaps having vented her long-suppressed emotions yesterday, the weak Togawa-chan's condition today was noticeably much better, appearing bright and lively.
"Kitahara-kun, good morning."
Togawa Sakiko looked up and greeted him proactively.
"Good morning."
Kitahara Makoto nodded in response.
Their eyes met.
A faint blush suddenly appeared on the girl's fair, doll-like face, then her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shyly turned her head to look out the window.
"Togawa-chan also blushed…"
Kitahara Makoto's heart, however, sank directly.
It seemed that not only himself, but every girl clearly remembered what had happened in the dream; it was just that no one suspected it.
Keep it!
He must keep this secret!
If the secret was exposed, his life would definitely become hellish!
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