The girl in the white dress was named Tevore.
From her account, everyone also discovered that her lucidity level was extremely high, nearly indistinguishable from reality.
The reason was likely that Tevore had always excelled at lucid dreaming. Now, she was the president of Babylon Monastery's Lucid Dream Research Society, and had experienced no fewer than a hundred lucid dreams. As her experience accumulated, her level of lucidity had naturally risen day by day.
This was, in a way, good news for everyone.
After all, being able to communicate in depth would allow them to gain a more comprehensive understanding of Nalis.
After listening to Tevore's account, Ms. Moon murmured softly, "Tevore doesn't know whether Nalis had shown any abnormalities before, so we won't trace things back for now. But this time, its abnormality had a clear trajectory..."
Camilo's appearance had become the variable.
Tevore had invited Camilo to join the dessert party and repeatedly given him desserts she had made herself.
And Nalis had seen all of it.
"Suppose Nalis had actually already developed emotions, and suppose it truly was a dog. Then, as a dog, what would it have been thinking at that moment?"
"In the past, Tevore's dreams had contained only herself. The dream was territory it had marked, but this time, an outsider named Camilo appeared."
"Its marked territory had been invaded, and Nalis had already forcibly endured it."
"But Tevore's behavior made it feel even more uncomfortable."
Tevore had not forcibly driven Camilo away, nor had she reacted too drastically. Instead, she had invited Camilo to join her dessert party.
She had even fed the desserts prepared for Nalis to Camilo again and again. In Nalis's eyes, that amounted to taking what should have belonged to it.
With all its previous discomforts piling up, it