"It was no longer open last week."

"Oh..."

Sure enough, the divine eye is not wrong.

"...Why bother?"

"It's all my responsibility."

These words seemed to hit the girl's pain point. She shook her shoulders and lowered her head:

"Please forgive me for being so self-righteous...I think it's probably some kind of curse."

"Curse?"

"Yes, a curse... I have been having nightmares since I was fifteen years old. What's even more incredible is that... the bad images in the dreams will always be reflected in real life in some way.

Reappear in..."

Oh oh oh oh, isn’t that a prophetic dream?

"As time went by, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I told my father... At that time, we lived in an area on the western edge, and there were often wars nearby. At first, he thought it was because of the war, so he moved to the mainland.

...However, it was only stable for a while, and the nightmare came again..."

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...Hey, hey, what a coincidence.

"You also had nightmares in our town?

"Did it once..."

It’s only once, but it’s like changing your place of residence in the face of a huge enemy?

I can't understand.

"What did you dream about?"

"I can't remember clearly...but...it was a very terrible dream, with fire spreading everywhere, blood and corpses all over the ground, and everything around was stained with a ferocious red...

..I’m running in a panic, but I can’t escape... Hell! It’s simply hell!”

"..."

What...sounds just like a normal nightmare.

Will the town of Vig turn into hell?

Alas...for a moment, I really thought that there were precognitive dreams.

I stared at the girl who was gradually becoming incoherent, and most of my inner interest had disappeared:

"Are you sure it's not subconscious?"

"No! Definitely not!"

The girl said excitedly:

"It's a curse... Wherever I go, misfortunes happen..."

"Well..."

This man is not in his right mind - I have come to the conclusion.

"According to what you say, something will happen to our town?"

"This..."

The girl lowered her eyes:

"I dare not conclude... the scene in the dream is extremely unreal, it shouldn't, it shouldn't..."

She kept mumbling.

I looked at her - she had serious dark circles under her eyes, her hair was slightly yellow, and she looked like she was suffering from insomnia.

I don't believe her at all.

My more than 100 years of stable experience in a small town are enough to make all illusionary concerns disappear.

I wait for her to calm down.

"I have to admit that your father is a very patient man."

In other words, constantly changing addresses...your father has saved a lot of money.

"Well..."

At this time, the girl's eyes were in a trance, as if her consciousness had left her body.

After a few seconds, she raised her head and tried her best to show a nonchalant, natural smile:

"Um... I'm sorry, please pretend you didn't hear what I just said... It's just a nightmare, completely unbelievable. Just like you said, it's just a subconscious influence."

...Eh?

"Oh, why did your attitude change all of a sudden?"

"Haha... From time to time, I will make crazy remarks and make some irrelevant remarks, which will cause trouble to you? I'm really sorry."

Huh? What is this? Suddenly becoming reasonable?

Seeing that I was speechless, the girl quickly asked:

"Did I say something outrageous? Are you okay?"

Have you even forgotten what you just said?

Hey hey...could this guy...

"Schizophrenia?"

"...Yeah!"

The girl covered her mouth:

"Have I even told you my medical history? How could this happen..."

"It's true..."

"...Yes, I suffer from mild schizophrenia...Did I offend you? Sorry!"

"It's okay... By the way, how long have you been like this?"

"Well...probably...about three years. During this period, I always had weird nightmares, lacked sleep, and suffered from mental problems."

"...It's not easy."

I didn’t know whether to comfort me or not, so I just sighed.

Hey, wait...

Why did she still talk about the nightmare after she returned to normal?

So is the nightmare real or fake?

Although I can see that this guy has poor sleep quality, is her nightmare related to the prophecy? Or is the part of the precognitive dream made up at will by her "personality"?

I was very conflicted in my heart, but I didn't say it out loud - if my questions made her nervous again, it would be even harder to cope with it.

"Then...do you remember the reason why you stopped me?"

"Eh? Of course I remember, you are a guest at my father's restaurant."

Well, that's good. If I need to explain it from the beginning, it will be troublesome.

"Well, what did I... tell you?"

"I didn't say anything."

"But you don't look happy..."

The girl looked at me worriedly.

Not only am I not happy... I listened to your description of the nightmare inexplicably, only to then tell me that it was just nonsense? It was a waste of precious time and made me uneasy...

..

"Well... I just feel guilty because I have wasted time unintentionally."

"Pfft..."

The girl didn't know what was going on and started laughing.

"What you say is so interesting!"

"Really..."

"Why don't you just say that I wasted your time!"

"Oh, you understand."

"I'm pretty smart in some ways!"
To be continued...