Zongman: I am on the set of Oregairu, playing the role of Bai Xue

The sky is still clear and the sun is warm.

The boundless blue is painted with pure white clouds of varying shades.

The unchanging sun hangs high above the dome.

The city is changing rapidly, buried under ruins.

A man in a brown and black coat took a puff of cigarette comfortably. Before the smoke could linger, it was blown away by the strong wind, and his shoulder-length hair was blown along with it.

He sat casually on the long inclined slope, but it was not a long slope, but the surface of a collapsed building. Under his feet was a dilapidated concrete street, and in front of him was an empty and silent building ruins.

The modern steel and concrete that represent human civilization are like a pile of waste, disordered and collapsed. This place seems isolated from the world.

The man pressed the intercom with his hand and turned on the talk mode, "Soma? Are you still around?"

"Zizi...what are you doing?——Bang!! Zizi...tsk! Come and support us."

It seems that the other party is still fighting.

The man turned off his communication device and had no intention of seeking any support.

Because the other party's tone was rather cold and there was no sense of urgency at all.

He stared at a certain direction in the void, then mobilized his consciousness and retrieved a contact named "Soma Shikzar" from the system's friend list.

The man's lips did not move, he communicated with her only with his consciousness.

〈Soma, the newcomer you mentioned is indeed very promising. Halfway through the show, it has already reached 2 million views. He has definitely achieved the first target.〉

〈System dialogue? Just speak up if you have something to say.〉

〈I plan to win him over and borrow something from you.〉

〈Borrow? Or rather rob.〉

〈Don’t say such harsh words, this is the talent you found, and you can’t use the prop anyway.〉

〈It’s up to you.〉

〈That's good. I'll go outside to prepare. I'll leave this to you.〉

〈Tsk.〉

〈Oh, by the way, just deal with the Fenrir subjugation mission. We haven’t started broadcasting yet, so you can delete the battle footage.〉

〈Huh? Why didn't you say so earlier?〉

〈… … 〉

〈Forest Road?〉

〈I'm leaving now. The flow of time and space will be adjusted soon. If you have anything to say, you'd better speak up quickly.〉

〈You want him to act in this play?〉

〈What are you thinking? This fucked up world is not suitable for newcomers... But if he grows fast enough, maybe we can ask him to make a guest appearance.〉

〈I was not wrong about him. He has the potential to be a warrior.〉

〈Hey, he hasn't joined the [theater] yet, and we don't know whether he's willing to join us or not, so there's no need to be so anxious.〉

〈He will definitely join.〉

〈…Even if he joins, I won’t let you cause any harm.〉

<What do you mean?>

Soma sensed that the system conversation had been terminated.

The originally cold wheat-colored face now became murderous.

He glanced at the dozen or so wild gods in front of him, most of which were monkey-type. Under normal circumstances, a team of four would be needed to properly deal with them.

But Soma took a deep breath and avoided the fatal roll of a wild god.

He clenched the huge weapon in one hand. It was a giant steel sword with saw-like teeth. The heavy weapon, which was more than two meters long, was like a light wooden stick in his hand.

His body turned into a shadow, and the next second, he appeared in front of a monkey.

Cut it off with one knife!

The ferocious ape, more than four meters tall, was cut in half, with broken limbs and blood splattered in an instant!

But Soma's actions are not over yet.

His physical fitness, which already exceeded that of an ordinary person, was now even faster than lightning. His speed alone was enough to far outshine a God Eater of the same level.

In just a moment, the remaining fifteen wild gods died almost together.

[Your current behavior...]

Soma's consciousness moved slightly, and the system prompt was immediately bounced away.

He took a look at the current "deviation value" which fluctuated by 1.2%, and reluctantly entered the "animation production station", found the previous picture from the material track, dragged it into the recycle bin, and completely deleted the material.

The deviation value returned to its original number.

Soma suddenly remembered that Lin Dao had disappeared for three hours and he had to go "outside" next, which meant that he needed to find a reason for Lin Dao.

"Tsk, I hope Sakuya won't ask too many questions."

Soma put on the hood on his back, shouldered the huge steel sword, turned around and disappeared into the ruins.

at the same time.

Amamiya Lindao opened the system and was searching for items in the "space". It took him a while to find the props stored by Soma.

With his authority, he could take out Soma's items directly, but he needed to explain their purpose to the other party.

A strong wind blew, making his coat rustle.

A curtain was lowered in front.

It was a curtain as dark as the night sky, dotted with countless twinkling stars. It seemed as soft and light as silk, but there was no movement at all when the strong wind blew past.

The curtain seemed to appear out of thin air, completely out of place with the desolate scene around it.

“Finally adjusted.”

Lin Dao walked towards the curtain.

The starry sky curtain seemed to sense something and suddenly came alive, automatically opening to both sides, revealing the dim steps in the center.

Lin Dao stepped in without hesitation until his figure completely disappeared behind the curtain.

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Serve in the society.

When Totsuka announced the victory.

This space then entered into a brief conversation.

Bei Nuo joined in the banter.

Until everyone has said everything they wanted to say and made all the jokes and teasings.

Until Beinuo saw that the numbers in the void were completely stable.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The long journey "back in time" also ends here.

The following story is brand new and something he has not experienced yet.

All along, his tense nerves also relaxed. The weight on his shoulders was still there, but at least he could breathe a sigh of relief.

After Totsuka finished what he wanted to say, he left first because he still had club activities to attend.

After collecting the materials for "Master and Apprentice", Zaimokuza also chose to leave. Perhaps he is now suffering from the hunger for creation.

Yuigahama suddenly received a text message, which was obviously sent by Miura. She had been in contact with Miura more frequently, so she left first.

The service club that was so lively just now now only had Kitano and Yukinoshita left.

Different than usual.

Bei Nuo did not take out magazines or books, but just sat quietly in the chair, staring blankly ahead.

He did not activate the system and naturally lowered his eyes, perhaps he would fall asleep in the next second.

Because Yukinoshita's seat was special, sitting at the edge of the long table, she only needed to raise her head to see the situation in the entire service club.

After the room quieted down.

Yukinoshita followed her habit and flipped through the paperback books in her schoolbag.

His fingertips slid across the pages, making a slight rustling sound.

In her sight, Bei Nuo slowly lay down on the long table, his eyes closed, his arms as a pillow, and fell asleep with even breathing.

This was the first time Yukinoshita had seen such a situation.

She thought the other person must be tired.

But Beinuo didn't take a rest on the day of the tennis game, but he felt tired today. This is really strange.

Yukinoshita glanced at the book and then glanced at Kitano.

Beinuo’s deep sleep reminded her of some things, which made her feel helpless but curious.

Because she dreamed of Beinuo.

Of course, she couldn't say such a thing out loud, even to Yuigahama.

She could only keep it to herself and quietly look for the answer.

Yukinoshita once thought about reading books on dream analysis, but after hesitating for a long time, she gave up because this kind of knowledge might not be reliable and might lead to an answer that would make people laugh or cry.

The messy thoughts were gathered.

She turned her attention back to the book.

About half an hour passed.

Beinuo's sleeping posture gradually changed, and the distance between his head and arms continued to widen.

Suddenly, his body made a "bang" sound and he woke up suddenly.

Yukinoshita looked at his sleepy appearance and couldn't help laughing.

Bei Nuo subconsciously glanced around and quickly realized that he had fallen asleep.

"You weren't dreaming about anything, were you?" Yukinoshita asked casually.

Bei Nuo rubbed his eyes and yawned softly, "Dream? I guess so."

"What was the dream?"

He was a little confused that Yukinoshita was actually interested in this kind of thing.

But he thought back to the dream he had just had. It was more of a reality than a dream, the reality brought about by constant recall.

"They are just some boring dreams. If you think about them a little, you can understand their essence." Bei Nuo supported his chin. He was still a little dazed and felt a little dizzy.

After listening to his speech, Yukinoshita immediately became interested, "Can you interpret dreams?"

"Hmm... not difficult, I've learned about this before, but the method is actually very simple." Bei Nuo recalled his past life memories. He knew his dreams very well, as well as the metaphors behind them. "Why? The president wants to interpret dreams?"

"No, I'm just a little curious." Yukinoshita couldn't tell the truth.

How could he tell her in person that she had dreamed about him?

Bei Nuo didn't think much about it, and just responded casually: "Since the president wants to know, then I will share it. Of course, it may not be correct."

Yukinoshita unconsciously lowered her eyes and pretended to read a book.

But in fact, she focused her attention on Beinuo and was ready to listen carefully.

"Things like dream interpretation can basically be accomplished by yourself. Telling dreams to others is actually meaningless. Unless you are a true professional, dreams are nothing more than some weird topics of conversation in the eyes of others."

Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as long as she knew the method, she would be able to understand her dream.

Bei Nuo rubbed his temple and continued, "There is actually only one way to interpret dreams."

“Carefully review the most impressive parts, focus on the people or things that appear in the dream, then slow down and ask yourself what you associate with it, what you feel, and continue to associate with it. By asking and associating layer by layer, you will be able to understand the meaning of the dream.”

Yukinoshita raised her head and asked, "Is it that simple?"

Kitano's voice was a little tired, "Well, it's that simple... No need to look for logic and metaphors, at least... for me."

Before Xuexia could think it over carefully.

Bei Nuo lay down on the table again, as if he was going to continue sleeping.

Yukinoshita sighed helplessly, "If you are so sleepy, you might as well go home and rest. There is a high probability that no one will visit you today."

Bei Nuo moved his chin and responded softly, "That's right."

Then he stood up, put his schoolbag on his left shoulder, and walked slowly towards the door.

When Kitano was about to leave, Yukinoshita added, "Be careful when riding a bike."

"Ah."

As the door was closed by him.

Yukinoshita was the only one left in the service club.

She glanced at the empty long table and felt a little uncomfortable. Even though Bei Nuo was very quiet when he was asleep, it seemed a little different when he was not there.

Yukinoshita recalled the method Kitano had mentioned, focused her attention on the dream, and then began to associate step by step.

Not a moment.

She stopped making this association.

Because she felt confused and her heart was beating faster.

In the end, I had no choice but to focus on my books until the end of the school day at Sobu High School.

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The next day.

In the afternoon service club.

Yukinoshita sat alone in the room until the door was opened.

Yuigahama greeted Yukinoshita as usual and walked in.

"Xiaoxue, listen to me." Yuigahama just sat down and started chatting, "Xiaobei seems to be sick."

Yukinoshita was slightly stunned. Thinking about Bei Nuo's performance yesterday, she seemed to understand why Bei Nuo was sleepy.

It is very likely a disease such as a cold or fever that makes people sleepy and tired.

Yuigahama continued, "I asked Mr. Hiratsuka, and it was Xiaobei himself who said on the phone that he was feeling a little unwell, so he had to take a day off."

Yukinoshita sighed helplessly, "So that's how it is. He showed some signs yesterday."

"Eh? Really..." Yuigahama recalled what happened yesterday. Kitano didn't show any strange behavior. "I didn't notice anything at all."

"Because after you left, he fell asleep on the table."

"I see. I was already chatting with Yumiko at that time." Yuigahama was silent for a while, then turned to look at Yukinoshita, "Xiaoxue, how about... we go to Xiaobei's house to visit the patient."

There was a hint of hesitation in Yukinoshita's eyes, "This... isn't a good idea."

"Ahaha, yes, this is a bit sudden..." Yuigahama suddenly lost her confidence.

She couldn't visit a boy's home alone, and since Yukinoshita didn't want to do that, she couldn't force it.

The two girls fell into silence.

Without Beinuo's service club, something seemed to be missing. The whole space was quieter than before, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Yuigahama took out her cell phone unconsciously, wondering what she was thinking.

Usually at this time, Yuigahama would initiate the conversation, but once she stopped talking, Yukinoshita didn't know what to say.

Maybe the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Yukinoshita glanced at Kitano's seat quietly, then slowly said: "Calling him... should be fine. As long as we know the other party's specific situation, there is no need to visit him specially."

Yuigahama blinked, then dropped her eyes, "But I don't have Xiaobei's contact information."

"...That's right." Yukinoshita was a little helpless. After all, she didn't have it either. But she quickly thought of something, "Hiratsuka-sensei should have it. In addition, there's also Zai, Zai Mokuza-san."

"Ah, yes... But Hiratsuka-sensei seemed to have said that she had something to do in the afternoon. I wonder where she is now." Yuigahama said the information she had and looked at the direction of the gate. "As for Chuunibun, I wonder if he will come today. It seems that he is going to write a novel."

The two thought about it for a while, but still couldn't find a way to deal with it.

In fact, there is another person who also has Beinuo’s contact information—Ye Shan.

However, Hayama did not deliberately reveal this information, so Yuigahama naturally didn't know about it.

After much thought, Yukinoshita finally gave up this roundabout way and said, "Then... let's go to his house."

Yuigahama suddenly raised her head, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously, "Yeah!"

"But does Yuigahama-san know the address?"

"I know." Yuigahama nodded confidently.

Yukinoshita looked at her in confusion at first, then realized something, "So you've already asked Mr. Hiratsuka."

"No, of course I asked." Yuigahama's expression froze and she quickly looked away.

"Then please."