"You see? The bleeding has stopped. No need to thank me."
Madam Kishin, who empathized all too well, felt her heart pounding rapidly, her blood rushing faster, and her breathing growing uneven. Her entire body was heating up, and her vision was becoming hazy... That was right, this feeling—
Even her past self could not possibly have suffered something like a heart attack. Could this be... The other person's face was still obscured by holy light, but Madam Kishin knew that his expression must have been gentle just now. Now, though, he wore a particularly hateful teasing smile.
"Baka! Hentai! Mendokusai! Perverted bastard..."
After staring blankly for a few seconds, the past Madam Kishin kept repeating the meager Longmen vulgarities she had learned from that man.
"Then why don't you pull your hand back?"
Facing Madam Kishin, whose terminal-stage tsundere condition had flared up as usual, the man chuckled. "Or could it be—"
"Could it be your big fat head, you idiot!"
The past Madam Kishin yanked her hand back, turned, and ran away. Only after she ran out the door did she discover that her little sister, Little Night, was standing there, watching her with a warm smile.
At that point, the dream ended once again.
Back in reality, Madam Kishin found that her body was still in a state resembling a heart attack. The sensations and feelings from the dream had actually carried over into her real body?
And—
Madam Kishin discovered that he was still holding her finger. A familiar sense of shame and anticipation surged in her heart, racing through every cell of her body with her rapidly coursing blood.
This feeling could not be wrong. It was exactly the same as in the dream!
Though she still could not remember that man's name or anything