Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

When I opened my eyes, there was an empty darkness.

There are no stars dotted in this dark sky, and there is no faint light brought by the cold moonlight,

The darkness of nothingness, the pure blackness without any pendants.

The young man propped up his elbows in a daze, propped himself up on a piece of green grass, and stood up.

Finally, there is no longer only darkness in the field of vision, but other colors.

"Did I... die? I, did I succeed?"

The voice echoed hollowly in the empty space, the young man laughed dumbfounded, and stood up unhurriedly.

Within the limits of his field of vision, there was only the young man alone.

Although he is called a "youth", his body is as weak as a child, and he can only be called a youth when he is an adult.

"It turns out that the ruler went to such a desolate and desolate place during the brief 4-hour death period."

The young man actually didn't mean to dislike him, he just observed the surrounding environment and objectively described the facts in words.

"I didn't expect that as long as I ordered the dreamer to wake me up after my death, I would be able to wake up in the place where the dead temporarily rested... Sure enough, while the ruler appeared here in a state of unconsciousness, the dreamer was still awake consciousness?"

The doubts in his heart were solved one by one, and the young man suddenly became enlightened, but in a blink of an eye, a trace of confusion leaked out again.

The young man stepped forward and continued to move forward on the grass under the endless dark sky. But no matter how long he walked, the barren scenery never changed, as if he was standing still.

Just when the young man was at a loss, his legs felt tired, and he was about to sit down on the spot, a keen perception suddenly came to his mind. Based on the perception that someone was approaching, he hastily raised his heels and dodged to the side.

The "absolute observation" possessed by young people allows him to clearly perceive the information of the nearby world. He can clearly see anyone's subtle movements, so it is not difficult to notice who is approaching him.

But the moment the young man dodged to the side, the figure seemed to have sensed his movement, and reacted in an instant, turned sideways and turned to him, approaching the young man in three steps at a time, and opened his arms.

The young man didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so quick. He gritted his teeth nervously before he could dodge, but he didn't expect the other party to lift him up and hug him roughly in his arms.

"Wow, what a small one~ so cute~"

The waist was tightly held by the opponent's arms, and her soft cheeks were rubbed against the young man's body,

"Hey, what are you woman doing!?"

The panicked young man realized that the other party was a beautiful woman, and struggled hastily. Unexpectedly, the palm of his hand directly hit the ball with a softer touch than his cheek, which instantly made him feel as if his hand had been bounced back .

The girl snorted softly because of his unintentional actions, the cherry red color bloomed on her cheeks, and her body froze for a second.

The two sides looked at each other for three seconds, and finally separated almost at the same time. Even the woman's arms loosened in a panic, and the young man fell onto the grass in a "backwards-to-the-ground" posture.

"You bastard...who are you!"

The young man rubbed the back of his head sullenly, half-closed his eyes and looked at the girl with flushed cheeks in front of him.

Probably the same age. Probably shortly after graduating from college.

"Before asking who someone else is, shouldn't you tell yourself your family name first?"

Facing the young man who took a step forward, she instinctively took a step back, shyly raising her arms to hug her chest.

"You were the one who hugged me just now, right? What's your reaction?"

The series of events just now happened too suddenly. When using absolute observation to detect someone approaching, the young man took it for granted that the other party was an enemy, but judging by the woman's current reaction, it didn't seem to be the case.

"That's because I thought you were the "mascot" on the deserted planet...! Who knew you would..."

She turned her eyes sideways, looked at the young man again, lowered her arms calmly, and squeezed the gauze skirt on her body with her right hand.

"Hey, what is a mascot? How far are you trying to fool me??"

"It's not a fool! It's the first time I came to the deserted star in such a sober state! I really thought that there would be a receptionist or a mascot here... For this matter, I apologize to you. Well!"

Although her tone was not polite at all, she was unambiguous, her head was slightly lowered seriously, and her hands were folded in front of her pouring black hair.

The young man froze for a moment, and quietly looked at her beautiful figure, with many doubts in his heart.

For example, did she come here in a similar way to him, maintaining a clear consciousness; for example, why she reacted more quickly than herself with absolute observation; for example, what is her name.

For another example, why didn't she laugh at my strange figure, and even hugged and rubbed herself as a mascot.

Strange woman.

"You...you can get up now!"

When the young man said this, she raised her head and opened one eye to look at the young man, and confirmed that he was not angry, then slowly lowered her hands and smiled slightly.

"Thank you. Well, but you haven't apologized to me yet!"

"Me?" The young man thought it was funny, and asked back, "What am I apologizing for?"

The young man didn't expect that her cheeks flushed uneasily, her eyes lowered for a few seconds, then fell on the young man again, and finally glanced away.

The young man didn't understand what she meant, and his confusion gradually expanded like a snowball. Of course, she could also see the confusion on the young man's face, it was so obvious that there were only a few more question marks on his face.

"Hmph. Do you know how to chat? You can see that you seldom communicate with people normally!"

"What... an inexplicable woman."

Young people have heard a lot about public health, and heard the cynicism of others. But this is the first time he has seen such a slapstick attitude.

"Forget it~ There will always be a chance for you to apologize!" She took a deep breath, and her sideways gaze unconsciously turned back to the young man, "Baitu Mei, to answer your question just now, this is my name .”

The moment he heard this name, the young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his voice. His originally simple mood became more and more complicated.

His mood took a turn for the worse, and he didn't respond to her words, falling into a long silence.

"I know you may have heard my name, but there's no need to be so surprised, right?"

"ah……"

The young man answered in a desperate voice.

Afterwards, Baitu Mei said a lot on his own, as if he had accumulated a lot of displeasure, and now he has found someone to confide in. But the young man was absent-minded, and only occasionally responded to her by talking to her, until the four hours passed in a hurry.

Before saying goodbye, Baitu Mei asked him to meet him in the remote wilderness after returning to the dreamland.

The consciousness was disconnected briefly, and when the young man woke up again, he was in an overcrowded, noisy and crowded tavern.

"Ah, king of dream stealers, welcome back!"

The blue crystal shavings were intertwined to look like a young man. The man in the black jacket smiled flatteringly, put down his wine glass and greeted him. But the young man's thoughts were in a mess, and he dismissed the man who greeted him away with a few wavings.

It's just that just after sending this away, another person came up to him and asked him what to do next. Issues in this area cannot be avoided, and young people can only respond to their expectations and ambitions, telling plans that may not be realized.

"So that's the case, I understand. As expected of the King of Thieves."

The man suddenly realized that he bowed his head, and complimented the name "Dream King". But this name is just a bondage and burden attached to him, making him have to respond to the ambitions of the dream stealers.

For a long time, people have always asked him what his next plan is, as if forcing him to make a decision.

"King of Stealing Dreams, you seem to be in a bad mood."

The young man turned his pupils to the corners of his eyes, and squinted at the man whose upper body was naked and wantonly exposing his well-trained figure.

"You don't need to use these four words to address me every time."

After all, the young man drank the wine in the glass, signaled the timid bartender who dared not look directly at anyone to add another glass, and put the wine glass on the table. He glanced at the man next to him who was almost half his height.

"Similarly, I don't know your name either. I know you were born in an underground fighting arena, but you always have a name, right?"

"024, does it count?"

The young man shook his head without thinking, and took the wine glass carefully handed over by the bartender.

"Isn't this the number you used when you fought against people before?"

"Then, every time those people bet on me to win, they call me 'Punisher Wolf'. Does that count?"

"Forget it... After all, you have lived there for more than 20 years, so you can only take it slowly."

The young man no longer cared about this newcomer, and smiled wryly as he glanced past his hard-thinking expression, and remembered the black-haired girl he saw on the deserted star. The appearance of her wearing a pure white gauze skirt can't be waved away from her eyes.

"How is the investigation on the identity of the 'White Ghost'? Are you sure about the answer?"

"Basically, it has been confirmed that it is the No. 1 ruler of the No. 2 clock, Mei Shirato."

The young man's heart trembled violently as if being hit. He pretended to be indifferent and looked ahead, raised his glass, and put the last sip of wine into his mouth. He gently put down his glass and left the tavern alone.

"Where are you going?"

The impatient young man slammed on the door of the tavern regardless of the doubts of the people behind him.

As early as the first day of Domination War, the name of "White Ghost" spread throughout the cracks in dreams. As for the rulers who followed the "White Ghost", they claimed more than once to be "the hunters of the dream stealers".

The followers of the Dream Thief and the White Specter are completely hostile. Therefore, if the real identity of the "White Ghost" is Mei Baitu, then they were destined to belong to different camps and enemies from the moment they met.

The young man is really interested in Baitu Mei, and he is also really confused about the meaning of the domination war. He doesn't know what it means to win the domination war and share the victory of domination of reality with the dream robbers. The appearance of Baitu Meiyi made him have other interests.

But this does not mean that he will give up his identity as the King of Pirates of Dreams in order to get close to Baitu Meiyi.

What's more, if she knew that she was the King of Pirates of Dreams, what if she deliberately found him?

The youth stopped on the endless wasteland. Baitu Meiyi turned his back to the young man, put his hands behind his back, stood on tiptoe of his right foot, and stood there quietly with a pure white figure except for the black hair.

Now, she may not have found herself.

As long as the young man is willing to do it, he can quietly get rid of this thorn in the side of the dream stealer. In her blank 4 hours, he will definitely get the key information, and then, in a real sense, let her withdraw from the domination war.

The same life will continue. Nothing happens, and there is no danger.

The young man lowered his pace and approached Baitu Meiyi on tiptoe, with his palms on the gun at his waist.

As long as the gun is aimed at that figure, the next thing will develop according to the plan, and everything will be as usual.

However, he failed, and his trembling hands still failed to pull out the gun.

"Standing behind me for so long without saying a word... It seems that you want to ask me something, right?"

A clear voice flowed in abruptly, and the young man's heart beat faster again, and he tried hard to swallow the choking feeling in his mouth.

"I said, Baitu Mei, you actually know who I am?"

The night wind in the wilderness blows Baitu Mei's black hair, and the white gauze skirt flutters with the wind. The sound of the wind blowing wantonly stirred up the youth's thoughts. Baitu Meiyi gently brushed her hair behind her ears, and smiled for some reason.

"I know. It's just that I didn't expect the rumors about the Thief of Dreams to be true."

Of course the young man knew that Baitu Mei was referring to his child-like thin body.

It was obvious that he had tried his best to conceal this matter, but it still spread in the form of rumors.

"Since you know who I am, why are you still waiting for me here? Is it fun?" The young man sneered, his tone intensified, "Among the dream stealers, you are now the most wanted 'object', Don't you worry about me killing you?"

"I just discovered your identity. If I had known who you were earlier, I would have done it when I saw you~"

"That's right. You must have regretted that you didn't do anything to me then, right?"

The young man clenched his fists, and sorrow slipped across his chest. He seldom finds a person easy to get along with, and Baitu Mei is this occasional special case. Instead of being cynical about her size, she took it for granted.

But long before they met, they were already in two completely opposite parties, and they were the leaders of the two parties.

"I don't feel sorry, on the contrary, just the opposite~"

Absolute Observation warned the young man, and Mei Shirato took steps toward him.

"What do you mean... what do you mean by saying that, to make me let my guard down on purpose?"

The young man clenched his fists again, staring at Baitu Mei, who was smiling but not smiling, and watched her approaching him step by step, and finally stopped in front of him.

Observing her intention to raise her hand, the young man was ready to fight, clenched the handle of the gun at his waist, ready to take out the gun at any time. However, Baitu Mei just raised her hand and gently placed it on his head, rubbing it randomly a few times.

"If I had made a move early in the morning, I wouldn't have discovered that the unsmiling King of Dream Thieves in the legend is actually because he doesn't know how to chat, and I don't know that he is thoughtful. He stood behind a girl I just met for a long time, but he didn't dare to talk to her. shot."

Baitu Mei smiled heartily, and despite the inherent concept of smiling without showing her teeth, she showed her lovely teeth.

"It would be a pity if I made a move earlier in the morning."

"You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

The young man wanted to let go of her hand and let her stay away from him, but in fact he didn't agree with what he said.

"I think it would be interesting to become friends with the Leader of the opposing faction. How will things develop? Will the followers feel betrayed? I'm curious, and I'd like to know what will happen."

"You...a nasty woman."

The young man unilaterally cut off his direct gaze with Baitu Mei. He couldn't understand her thoughts, but he didn't dislike her strange character. Because he was also fed up with being tied to their own expectations by others, and the seeds of rebellion had already grown in his heart.

The appearance of Baitu bud coat made this young bud bear fruit earlier.

Even if it wasn't a long-planned betrayal, the method was inconspicuous, but it was enough.

Because, he was just trying to get revenge on the person who pushed him to this position.

"I don't want to call you by the name 'The King of Pirates of Dreams'." Baitu Mei slightly lowered her body, keeping her gaze level with the young man, "Tell me your name. I want to know your real name."

"Okay. But you can't tell anyone." The young man took a deep breath, and for the first time introduced his real name to the ruler he met in his dream, "Zuo Xibai. This is, my name."

"Pfft... it kind of looks like a girl's name, and it also kind of looks like a boy's name... It's so funny, what's going on, you!"

"What are you laughing at! Isn't that a neutral name?" The young man frowned, not knowing why it was so funny that she couldn't help but slap him on the back, and he complained helplessly, "Tsk, annoying girl, stop laughing!"

"You don't want to talk about "woman"! I told you the name is for you to call!"

"What's your name? "Mei"? Isn't it a very intimate name in Japan?"

Zuo Xibai didn't pretend to be stupid on purpose, he really didn't know how to address him so as not to appear rude.

"I didn't ask you to call him by his first name! It's common sense to combine first names with surnames, or surnames with titles, okay?"

"Then...'Miss Baitu'? Wait, 'White Soil'...um, 'White Rabbit'?"

"Huh? Why 'Rabbit'?"

In the world of dreams, people can communicate with each other even if they don't understand the language. But this is not because the dream translates one language into another, but because there are only simple "words" in the dream, and there is no distinction between languages ​​at all.

So in Baitu Meiyi's ears, Zuo Xibai jumped directly from the surname "Baitu" to the word "White Rabbit". The two don't use Chinese, so there is no connection.

"Because your surname sounds a bit like 'White Rabbit' in Chinese."

"Ah... that's it. It's pretty good." Bai Tumei stretched out her hands and compared two fingers, put them on her head to form two "ears", and said, "Then I am the 'White Rabbit'." .”

Zuo Xibai didn't know how she viewed Baitu Mei, whether she was a friend, or whether she had an emotion of "above AUO", but Baitu Mei could see it clearly, she thought very simply, he could become a bosom friend.

Whether it's dominating the war or Zuo Xibai, the King of Pirates of Dreams, it's all the fun Bai Tumei found during the empty waiting period.

As for Zuo Xibai, Bai Tumei is easy to get along with, and can satisfy his inner sense of rebellion.

This is what he found, the inaccessible afterglow.