I was walking slowly through the white world. I immediately realized it was a dream.

This situation where you say it's a dream, but your body doesn't move the way I think, and your body moves on its own. If you're dreaming, you can do what you want. What a heart to do.

That's it. Looks like a gold tie, because my body is moving, but not what I want. So it's a little painful.

I wanna wake up. I wanna wake up. Look, you're gonna wake up, Meg! But there was no sign of waking up at all.

The body walked around on its own, leaning over as if there were a table in a space of nothing, drawing something. I don't know what you're drawing, but it's my body.

Hmm? Mine, body?

No. It's this child's body. Oh, well, maybe the child's consciousness is moving the body.

If so, isn't it me who's in the way? Am I the one who has to be there?

That made me very, very sad when I thought of the faces of the people I took care of in this world one after another.

I don't want to take over this body. But I still miss you.

And if I disappear from this body, what happens to me?

Scary.... but I have to accept it. With such a grip, my heart is getting more and more painful.

It's painful, painful.

Please, body owner. I know I'm on my own. But, yeah? Just a little bit, so I was wondering if you could give me some time?

I want you to prepare your mind.... I don't know if I can. At that time, you can tell it's not working anymore.

Just a little more. It's been a long time since I've been surrounded by love, and I'm happy.... wagamama, right?

...? You finished drawing? I wonder what you've been drawing so hard about. I'd like to see it.

If that's what you thought, there shouldn't have been anything there, but there was certainly one piece of paper. The moment I saw the painting, I embraced my body. Yes, at my will (...).

I know what this painting means (...).

"Ah, ah... no..."

I was desperately trying to hold onto that tremor as I embraced my body.

…… ... G! Meg, Meg!!

I heard voices I had heard. This voice--

"Meg!!

"Ngu...... Gil Shan?

Consciousness awakened. Sometimes I get blurred out because I can't grasp the situation.

Is that it? Here, in the infirmary? I'm kind of all in the mood, but I don't know what's wrong.

"... in the morning?

It's dark outside the window for that, and I'm still sleepy. Rub your eyes with the gossip and your hands.

"No, it's not morning. Sorry to wake you. I was worried because I was stuck."

It was Dr. Rudd who said that and held me up. Were you stuck? Me?

"That's right. Were you even dreaming of being scared? Are you okay?"

Mr. Saura asked to look up from below because he is being held up. Worried face. But I'm sorry, you don't remember at all.

"Hmm... I didn't know. Forget it."

That's all I'm going to answer, and I'm going to give you one extension. Let me worry. It's a terrible attitude. I'm sorry, I can't beat drowsiness!

"Right. That's fine. Sorry about that. Sleep well again."

With that said, Dr. Rudd leans against me and pounds my back, so I can't resist it. Let your words sweeten me to sleep.

"... rest slowly"

"Good night, I have to..."

Is that it? I can hear Mr. Gill. I wonder if you're sleeping. But it's a happy phantom. I was given a proper greeting back and then allowed to travel to the world of my dreams.

Oops! Mm-hmm. I slept well. I think I woke up once in the middle of the night without dreaming from it. Thanks to you, I'm still very energetic, Mr. Meg!

As I was stretching on the bed, I heard knocking on the door of the room.

"Huh."

"Good morning, Meg. It's Maryla!

Mr. Maryla! You're already at work. It's early. You're on your way to work. Nah, don't you want ex-company animals to tell you? With that in mind - and I replied, Maryla came into the room with a paper bag.

"Meg, did you sleep well?

"Ahhh! Lots of energy today!

Maryla, who asks me with a smile with Nico, told me that, in case you appeal to cheerfulness, it was good to smile. Huh.

"I was off yesterday, but when I went shopping, the clothes store called me... they gave me this! Because I'm sure it will fit yesterday's watercolor piece. They say it's a service!

"Wow!

That's what I said and it was a bright white frifrifried apron dress that got me out of the bag. Wow, some shades with a water colored piece, like someone in Wonderland! What's in it, alasser. Privately or out, it's definitely the best match for this pretty-lovely little girl!

"I had the water colored piece washed and dried yesterday! Let's get dressed and go have breakfast. There's someone waiting for Meg, isn't there?

"Who's waiting?

"Hehe, enjoy, it is!

Hmm, who is it? I'm out with Mr. Kay today, so is it Mr. Kay? I put on a hit like that and started dressing like that.

"Oh...... Huh! It looks too good, it's too cute!

As soon as she was finished dressing, Maryla, seriously staring at me, said so with her hands on her forehead and clari. Kids look adorable in their outfits! I get it! So I just went around on the spot with the service and all. Fluffy skirt and apron dress frills shake. Wouldn't it be perfect if there were white socks or black shoes on this? I'm not saying what.

"That's so cute...... Huh!

I shook up with my hands on the floor. Is that so? It seemed too irritating for Maryla, who seemed to like cute things. I'm sorry. Sister, that was too much.

Connect your hand with the recovered Mr. Maryla and pass through the infirmary. I was admired by Dr. Rudd who greeted me, but Leki stood me up silently. I guess you weren't interested, sorry.

Then on the road to the dining room with Maryla, who seems to have the momentum to skip lightly, I was in a good mood for being praised by all kinds of people! You're going to nico with nature! Eh, thanks! I wave as I thank you. Yeah, it's a good morning!

But there were some people with nosebleeds. Were you even injured in training? Take care...

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