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Kitahara Makoto opened his eyes and found himself standing on an empty, deserted street. The long street was desolate and cold, with no one in sight, only an endless expanse of Japan lights.
Screech—
The next second, an electric bicycle suddenly braked to a stop in front of him.
"No time to explain, Kitahara-kun, get on quickly!"
Ijichi Nijika took off her helmet, her bright golden hair gently fluttering in the night wind.
"Very good, it's Nijika."
Kitahara Makoto's eyes lit up.
If it were a stranger, he would still have some moral burden, but with Nijika, it was completely fine… Dream Homelander, I'm determined to be him!
"What happened?"
Kitahara Makoto asked curiously.
There was also a Ryo-senpai on the back seat of the electric bicycle, who said expressionlessly upon hearing him:
"Monsters are chasing us."
Thump thump thump.
As soon as she finished speaking.
Dull thudding sounds came from far away, growing closer.
Kitahara Makoto looked over curiously and saw a sudden appearance of… washing machines at the end of the street?
Upon closer inspection, they were indeed front-loading washing machines.
"It seems the experience of being stuck inside a washing machine before has caused Nijika-senpai a deep psychological trauma…"
Kitahara Makoto thought to himself.
Because it was a dream, the washing machines had undergone a certain mutation. The drum part had clearly become a huge mouth, which was now jumping around and constantly biting.
Good heavens!
Washing machines and mimic chests were merged in the dream?
What kind of cyber monster is this!
"Kitahara-kun, get on quickly." Ijichi Nijika's voice was anxious, "Otherwise, it'll be too late…"
"Let me kiss you first."
"Eh?"
Kitahara Makoto took two steps forward, cupped Nijika's cheeks with both hands, and directly lowered his head to kiss her.
Cyber refrigerator monster?
Get lost!
In reality, I'm timid, but if I don't dare to strike hard in a dream, what's the point of life!
Ijichi Nijika looked up blankly, her eyes bewildered:
"K-Kitahara-kun, why did you suddenly kiss me?"
As is well known, the 'you' in a dream is not the real 'you', but a projection of the subconscious. For example, the Nijika in front of him took several seconds to finally react, her face flushed crimson as she pushed Kitahara Makoto away.
"I originally wanted to get along with you all as a normal person, but now the situation is urgent, so I'm coming clean; I won't pretend anymore." Kitahara Makoto wiped his lips, the sensation almost identical to reality, and said with a serious expression, "I am a Kamen Rider from Nebula M78. While traveling to Earth, I was ambushed by Kaguya-hime, who was sealed on the moon, and my power was sealed. I can only unseal it by collecting two kisses."
"…Eh?"
"No time to explain, Nijika-senpai, quickly kiss me." Kitahara Makoto pointed to his cheek, urging, "Once I unseal my power, those monsters can be eliminated in minutes."
Yamada Ryo, sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, tilted her head and looked over, saying expressionlessly:
"You're lying."
Kitahara Makoto turned to Ryo: "Ryo-senpai, you can't just say things like that. How am I lying?"
Even in the dream, Yamada Ryo still maintained her lazy demeanor, which showed remarkable consistency:
"I don't know, but it just feels like you're lying."
Tsk~
Kitahara Makoto's eyes quickly became unfriendly.
When he was adventuring in the Otherworld, he seemed to have said he would make Ryo-senpai cry and swallow her words?
Since he said it, he should definitely follow through!
"Ryo-senpai…" Kitahara Makoto extended a finger and lifted Yamada Ryo's chin, "You want to be kissed too, don't you?"
Forget about reality; Kitahara Makoto didn't even have the thought of adding Yamada Ryo to his harem list. But this was a dream; there were no laws, no morals. What if he bullied her?
I'm determined to be Homelander!
"N-No!"
Ijichi Nijika quickly blocked Yamada Ryo, her pretty face flushed crimson, saying:
"Kitahara-kun, don't bully Ryo. Just kiss… just kiss me alone… and there really isn't time!"
As she spoke, the cyber refrigerator monsters at the end of the street were already bouncing and surging towards them, estimated to engulf the three of them in a few more seconds.
"Quick, quick, get on!"
Driven by dream instinct, Ijichi Nijika frantically pedaled the electric bicycle, taking the two of them to continue fleeing. However, not long after, another batch of cyber refrigerator monsters appeared in front of them, as if the entire city had been occupied by refrigerator monsters.
Speeding along, the three were quickly forced into a narrow alley, with both ends of the road blocked.
"It's… it's over…"
Ijichi Nijika's voice was filled with despair.
"Senpai, don't lose hope. First, help me unseal… Hmm?"
Kitahara Makoto was about to continue teasing Nijika when a strange tremor suddenly arose in his heart.
"This feeling is… someone else is dreaming of me?"
Kitahara Makoto's heart stirred slightly, and he chose to merge the two dreams.
The next second.
Under a streetlamp not far in front of the three, a dazed Bocchi-chan appeared out of thin air, and nearby, a strange woman in a windbreaker simultaneously refreshed into existence.
"It's Bocchi-chan…" Kitahara Makoto felt a little guilty, "It seems she's dreaming about what happened last night."
"Bocchi-chan, come here quickly!"
Ijichi Nijika quickly spotted Bocchi-chan and immediately shouted loudly.
"Eh, Nijika-senpai, Ryo-senpai…" Gotō Hitori heard the shout, turned her small face blankly, and upon seeing Kitahara Makoto, her small face instantly flushed red at a visible speed. She nervously looked down at her toes, "K-Kitahara-kun…"
"The monsters are coming!"
Ijichi Nijika quickly stepped forward and pulled Bocchi-chan behind her.
"Monsters?"
Gotō Hitori looked back blankly, only then realizing that many refrigerators were bouncing and sweeping towards them from both ends of the alley. A bewildered expression appeared on her small face.
"It's over, we can't escape…"
Ijichi Nijika bit her lower lip tightly.
"Senpai, don't give up hope." Kitahara Makoto said with a serious expression, "Quickly kiss me. As long as I unseal my power, I can lead everyone out of here."
Ijichi Nijika looked over anxiously: "Can you really?"
"Time is urgent." Kitahara Makoto urged, "Senpai, quickly kiss me."
"N-No choice…"
Ijichi Nijika's pretty face was crimson. She took a deep breath, stood on her tiptoes, and leaned in.
In a subconscious state, humans like what they like even more and fear what they fear even more. For example, with things like rats and snakes, people who wouldn't dare touch them in reality would absolutely not dare touch them in a dream.
Now, the subconscious Nijika is willing to take the initiative to kiss him, which can only mean one thing… even after revealing her intentions and making a harem declaration, Ijichi Nijika still hasn't completely disliked him.
"You… you guys…"
Gotō Hitori's eyes widened, her small face flushed crimson as she stared in shock, clearly having taken a strong hit.
"This is a necessary unsealing step to escape the monster's encirclement." Kitahara Makoto's expression was serious. "Hitori-chan wouldn't be jealous, would she?"
"N-no…"
Gotō Hitori's small face was crimson, and she quickly shook her head.
"Hitori-chan truly has great resolve…" Kitahara Makoto's tone was appreciative. He pulled Little Miss Anxiety into his arms, lowering his head to tease her. "Now it's your turn."
If this were the Reality World, after just kissing Nijika, Kitahara Makoto would absolutely not dare to turn around and kiss Bocchi-chan. But this was a dream, and the only thing that could limit Kitahara Makoto was morality.
"…Seal Release!"
Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, directly throwing Nijika onto his shoulder. Then, he stretched out both hands, one left and one right, clamping Bocchi-chan and Yamada Ryo under his arms. Following that, he leaped, stepping on the wall to directly activate his wall-climbing ability, easily escaping the refrigerator monster's encirclement.
"Hmm…"
Yamada Ryo hummed softly, tilting her head to look over with a poker face: "Kitahara-kun, was your hand placement intentional or accidental?"
Kitahara Makoto puffed out his chest upon hearing this: "It was intentional."
It's just a dream, anyway! It's perfectly normal to curiously measure Ryo-senpai's conscience!
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