: A smooth journey

There is nothing wrong.

This is the doctor formed by the girl's memory, a fool doctor who always believes in himself as an incompetent person without condition.

Really, if the flaws are revealed at this time, this nightmare will be easier to solve.

It was an extremely simple word, but it hurt the girl's heart so much. There was no movement on Fujimaru Rika's face, but there were still a few flashes of light in her eyes.

".Thank you, doctor."

She took a deep breath to calm her mood, and immediately began to think about how to solve this nightmare.

The doctor looked at the girl's appearance and seemed to have guessed something and smiled dryly, then said.

"However, even though that's the case, it's not a denial of the possibility that this is Rika's illusion. If you say this is a world constructed by your memory, then I have a way to confirm this."

The doctor's tone was gentle and mellow, but for some reason, when he said this, he had an inexplicable trembling ending.

"method?"

The heroic spirit named Yuan Lai Guang's purple hair and purple eyes looked like he was twenty-seven or eight years old, but he was wearing a dark black sailor suit. He supported his clothes because of his too tall front armor, which led to his fair belly button exposed.

"Tengmaru, do you remember that Chaldes regularly conducts physical examinations for heroes in order every week, right?" The doctor put his hands in front of him and said seriously.

"No," she almost turned her head and stared at the doctor, hesitating. "So I subconsciously imagined the doctor as such a smart person? How could I say that, I was a little hit."

"Ah~ This is a bit troublesome to explain. Sorry, time is really urgent now."

The doctor said, suddenly lifting the long sheet covering the bottom of the bed board.

"Master, you know me. I, Qingji, never hide my feelings. If you have any unreasonable thoughts, you will usually be bedding. Today is just a coincidence, accident, or accidental."

That is—

The doctor smiled and nodded, saying the last sentence.

"So that's it. In my subconscious, I always think that they will be in my room. How can I say it? I'm really embarrassed to be a little self-centered." Fujimaru Rika said this, but there was no shame on her face.

This is how they have always come here.

I saw three pretty women lying under the dark bed.

". The situation is special, and the heroes of the time and space I am are no longer by my side." Rika explained simply, and everyone present except her showed extremely surprised expressions.

The three of them were hidden in the shadows, with clear edges and corners, and they all turned their heads slightly and looked at Fujimaru Rika with a stiff gaze.

"It's clear at a glance." Fujimaru Rika nodded seriously, thinking to herself.

It was clearly a school-standard floor-mopping skirt, but it was cut completely from one side, and the two slender and tense thighs were completely visible. Lying under the bed, many parts that should not be seen were exposed due to the small space and posture problems.

"Master~ You know me. I am the Commissioner of the Discipline Inspection in Chalde. How could I take the lead in doing these dirty things? I came in because I saw someone making a mistake. In order to balance the discipline, I came in to warn the two of you."

"Master, please wait a moment, where are we in your world? Haven't I protected you well?!" Yuan Lai Guang asked in a hurry, but Rika, who heard this question, was stiff for a moment, but she quickly resumed and spoke naturally.

Everything in this world is composed of her own memory. Roman was able to think of a solution to this nightmare, which was essentially what Rika thought of, but she could only discover the blind spots that she could only stand from Roman's perspective.

For Rika, Chaldean's journey of saving the world was painful, tired, and even unbearable, but it was undoubtedly the most important and most unsuccessful time in her life.

Fujimaru Rika could not refuse, nodded to show her understanding, and then looked at Minami Lai.

"Tengmaru, you have been very rude since just now!"

Rika stood up, she held back her heart and opened the door, facing her back to Yexi trio and the doctor, her tone was as lively and enthusiastic as usual, burying the faint hoarseness in the depths.

Could it be said?

"Is it that today is Yingling's inspection day? I just urged you just because it's my turn to confirm the data soon. If we follow the normal process, Yingling should have been ready in the testing room."

because

"Please don't get me wrong."

"No, you're going to let them come out." Lixiang pointed to the bottom of her bed and advised her.

Fujimaru Rika didn't need to go from entering this dream to her determination to leave it for a minute or even a moment.

That's why she wants to leave.

"That's the reason."

"The heroic spirits who should not be here will appear because of your memory - because in your subconscious, these three people may always be hidden in a corner of this room at any time."

This is the place she misses, longs for and loves the most. Although Fujimaru Rika does not like to run around to save people, everyone in Chaldean has established a bond with her beyond her family. This is the home she wants to return day and night.

The assassination named Quiet Hei Ling also looked at Rika quietly, with Labrador-like pleasing emotions hidden in her eyes.

If you stay here for the dream of laziness, if these are all dolls constructed from your own memories—

She had a unique soft expression on her face and said softly.

"I'm leaving, doctor"

"How could it be-"

Fujimaru Rika raised her eyebrows and looked at the quietness that also crawled out to reveal a head. The girl had a skin color that was almost the opposite of Kiyoshi. The most conspicuous among the exotic dark colors was her purple pupils that seemed to trust her without reservation.

"Um."

There was a noise from the night attack trio under the bed board, and the sheets flew up and down, as if the people inside were snatching the power to come out first.

"ah."

Qingji under the bed was the first to speak. The girl with long light blue hair moved her body, crawled out of half of her head from under the bed, and said seriously.

But Lika herself did not intend to go deep into this topic with "my own memory". She had to race against time at this moment. Based on her guess, this spirit of the word may first awaken the most important part of the caster's memory, because painful memories are always accompanied by beauty, and the two complement each other, and without each other's contour, it cannot be established.

"Sorry, everyone, since I have confirmed that this is my dream, I'm leaving."

But she had to leave.

"Um."

Could it be that you are trying to maintain your majesty as the highest official position present?

No way?

But Fujimaru Rika thought about it again.

Fujimaru Rika was stunned for a moment. She suddenly remembered that the doctor originally called her Fujimaru Kwan, but at her request, she changed it to Fujimaru. It would not be too respectful to speak, but this man just doesn't like the name of being too intimate.

"Allah."

The girl looked at the three heroic spirits exposed in front of her, feeling a little nostalgic and a little amused.

This is a nightmare, but it is also an unavoidable dream, because the fact that you leave here is a heart-wrenching pain for those who fall into a dream.

The doctor finished speaking with a speechless expression, and slowly pulled the sheets back to make a summary.

"ah"

Rika naturally remembered this incident. For the heroic spirits that exist in Chaldes, their existence is like opening a private server in the heroic spirit throne. In a sense, it is something that cannot be done or allowed by human nature, and it is an emergency measure under an emergency.

You know you are lying at the innermost position of the bed, right?

Although Fujimaru Rika still saw through it, she still had that cheerful smile on her face. She nodded to all three of them to express her understanding. Her movements were skillful and smooth, and she was obviously used to it.

They will definitely get angry. Why did they go out for a moment and become such an inconspicuous look?

Of course, in order to ensure stability, whether the spiritual foundation is stable, treasures, inherent skills, and the mental health of the heroes themselves need to be observed.

However, the winner was soon decided. Yuan Lai Guang pressed a person's head with one hand and poked his head out. In the middle, the altitude increased because the mountains were too huge standing in front of his chest. The head was placed on the bed and made a tremor sound, but she seemed to have nothing to happen and asked quickly.

If these warm daily life is her beauty, then she may not have touched the depths of this Spirit of Word.

The three of them were nicknamed Night Raid Trio by other heroes in Chaldeans, and are considered regular visitors to this room. In a sense, maybe Fujimaru himself did not have these three people to understand his room.

Decisiveness is the advantage of the girl. Although she smiled reluctantly, she still expressed her thoughts without hesitation. Roman nodded gently and recognized Fujimaru Rika. As mentioned before, he trusted Rika unconditionally.

The expressions on the face are different and cannot be described.

Qing Ji, quiet, the source of light.

"But if you say everything right, then you don't know the "setting" in this dream, and the fuzzy setting in the subconscious will conflict with your superficial memory. The conclusion is-"

"Remember to eat strawberry cake~~"

“Oh oh ~”

Fujimaru Rika was a little surprised.

"Master, you know me. I am just an assassin. The bottom of the bed is the dead corner of the invader. If I am here, I can protect you better."

However, according to the proposal given by the doctor, Fujimaru Rika confirmed that this was a world constructed by "my own memory".

"Bon Voyage."

The girl's body paused slightly, and Rika hummed in a nasal voice to signal her to hear it, and then slowly.

The door is closed.

ps: This is not considered a knife, right? I am the kind of author who can't write a knife, because my heart is too soft.

The matters about the Earl and others will be discussed in the next chapter, which can also be regarded as a hint of the background story of this article.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!