CHAPTER 22

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Chezy "...!"

(here……)

I wonder if it's an old castle somewhere ... The snow from the outside blows into the long, narrow corridor. When you slowly rise from the spot and breathe in the frozen air, you will feel a strong sense of déjà vu in this scene.

(Yes ... I certainly dreamed of this scene that day when I was about to return to the original world.)

Chezy "... I won't go"

As I continue to run while breathing in enough air to hurt my lungs, a unique scent will smolder your nose.

(It's not the smell of snow, it's the smell of blood that flows on the wind)

(It's not the smell of snow, it's the smell of blood that flows on the wind)

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I couldn't stop, even though I was so scared that my fingertips trembled. Run, run, driven by something invisible ...

I open the door of a strange room in the old castle.

The door is like a children's room, and there is no sign of people ... Only the wall clock is ticking regularly. Step by step, step by step into the room, I stopped in front of a large closet.

(... in that dream I was trying to open this closet)

(I woke up from my dream while I was opening it, and I couldn't understand the rest ...). But for some reason it's clear ... I have to chase after the continuation of my dream. My fingertips touching the closet door were trembling unreliably.

(......... Please. Please ...)

I open the closet door in front of me so that I can grasp the continuation of the broken dream. A boy's knee kid sitting curled up in a narrow closet jumps into view ...And the crimson eyes just caught me straight.

Vlad "

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Vlad "..?"

Forgetting to breathe, I look back at the crimson eyes that look like the accumulation in front of me. (......... Kakurenpo, a snowy day, and the scent of blood that was faintly scented from the outside)

(This kid is definitely ... Vlad)

I slipped through the door, trying to narrow down to an idea that came to me when I heard Shakespeare's story. I just wanted to reach "the day Vlad was injured", and I flew into the past. And now ... I found Vlad in this way. (I didn't get it wrong. She in that faceless portrait)

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