Chapter 57 Dreams and Reality
Dreams are good things. Things that people cannot get or want very much in reality can be obtained or realized in dreams.
Kanda Kanon felt that this was what she deserved. She thought about him day and night, and finally saw him in her dream.
In a flash, she threw the white-haired boy who was hugging her onto the bed.
"Wu!!!" The excited sweet voice echoed in the empty room.
She was wearing a red one-piece nightgown, which made her skin look even whiter. She bought it when she was shopping with Nobara Kugisaki.
Kanda Kanon didn't care about her image and hung on Gojo Satoru. Her slender, smooth arms were around his neck, her upper body pressed tightly against him, and she sat on him.
She took a few deep breaths of his familiar and reassuring scent, then raised her head. On her bright and beautiful face, there bloomed a smile more enchanting than flowers.
Those beautiful eyes, as bright as stars, silently express boundless love. This love was even more irresistible to him than the one she pretended to have at that time.
The girl in my arms is so real that even where I touch her, I can feel the warm and soft touch.
For a moment, Gojo Satoru thought that the person he missed day and night had finally returned, but...
He caught sight of the small TV out of the corner of his eye.
"...A room that you can't leave without xx?" Gojo Satoru frowned and read every word.
...It turned out that I was dreaming, and it was an erotic dream at that. Gojo Satoru felt very disappointed.
"Wow, I miss you so much!" Kanda Kanon's little heart felt sore and soft. She was like a dog who hadn't seen her owner for a long time. She sniffed and rubbed against him, venting her longing and grievance in her heart.
Gojo Satoru subconsciously hugged the girl tightly in his arms, and his slender waist seemed a little thinner than before.
The girl in his arms is so real, but... Gojo Satoru can't hear her voice.
Suddenly appearing in a room that looked like a small butter, he must be dreaming.
As if she felt the coldness of the boy in front of her, Kanda Kanon's smile fell, and she looked at him confused and aggrieved.
Why is she being ignored in her dreams? Can't this person just let her comfort him?
“…Sorry, I was a little distracted.” Gojo Satoru murmured, still unable to bear the heart to break this wonderful dream.
Even if it was a dream, he still wanted to see her properly. He wished that this dream could continue forever...
Kanda Kanon blinked and pointed at the small TV next to her innocently.
"Satoru, it seems like we won't be leaving until something is completed."
"...You want to go out?" Gojo Satoru placed his hand on her lower back and squeezed it gently.
Although it was a question, his meaning was very clear that he didn't want to go out.
"It's not that I have to go out, it's just, you see, there's nothing here, and if someone has to go out urgently, they have to go..." Kanda Kanon said hesitantly.
It doesn’t matter whether she can go out or not. What’s important is... she is very curious about what this xx is.
Don't get me wrong, she wasn't expecting anything. The main reason is that I’m dreaming. I feel embarrassed in real life, but I can’t be afraid even in my dreams.
Kanda Kanon's eyes were wandering, and her little thoughts were written all over her face.
Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow when he heard that, stroked his fingers across her slightly hot cheek, lifted a strand of hair that was blocking her face and tucked it behind her ear.
This dream was so real and terrifying that even the feeling of rough fingers sliding across the skin seemed so real.
Kanda Kanon's heart beat faster.
Gojo Satoru put his lips close to her ear, sniffed it quietly, then curled his lips and smiled hoarsely, "Why, do you want to try it with me?"
The next second, Kanda Kanon's eyes were spinning, and when she came to her senses, she was already pressed down on the soft bed by him.
The white incandescent light made her eyes hurt, and then it was blocked by Gojo Satoru's head. Kanda Kanon opened her eyes wide and swallowed nervously.
Is this true? Is she really going to do this in her dream?
It is said that dreams reflect a person's subconscious mind. I wonder if in her subconscious mind, Gojo Satoru is...
Kanda Kanon's eyes moved downwards uncontrollably.
Of course, she saw nothing.
Gojo Satoru was wearing the same white shirt as usual, except that it looked a little wrinkled. Two buttons on the collar were casually undone, revealing his delicate collarbone. The cuffs were rolled up to her elbows, and the fair but strong arms were placed on both sides of her head, trapping her underneath so that she couldn't go anywhere.
Kanda Kanon moved her legs but found that she couldn't move them. She glanced over and saw that her legs were being held down tightly by him.
In a sense, this posture is bad, and Kanda Kanon's cheeks blushed.
Since it’s a dream, this is probably what I was thinking about... I’m really looking forward to it!
Forget it, it’s just a dream, why bother about it? Even in real life, he is still your boyfriend!
But Gojo Satoru was still hesitating. Wasn't it strange to do such a thing in a dream? Was he so impatient?
Even though the person is missing, he is still thinking about this kind of thing and even having a dream about it... Is he such a timid person? Gojo Satoru began to doubt his own character.
But Kanda Kanon didn’t think so much. What’s wrong with being timid? She is just a timid person. She won’t pretend anymore!
"I always thought you were vain and wore lip balm, but..." Kanda Kanon stretched out her finger and touched his lips, which were clean without any extra things, "I didn't expect it was natural."
Gojo Satoru was a little stunned. No matter how he looked at it, this seemed to be hinting at something... Was this the image of her in his mind?
Recalling what he saw on someone's phone, Gojo Satoru's expression became strange. It seemed that his subconscious was not wrong.
Seeing him in a daze, Kanda Kanon pouted unhappily. I am submissive in reality, so why can't I let her have her way in my dreams?
Kanda Kanon reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him down a few inches, and in an instant the distance between them quickly narrowed.
"Do you want to try to find out what that word is?" Kanda Kanon's eyes curved, looking innocent and cute, but what she said made Gojo Satoru's heart beat faster, "I think it's 'kiss'."
The next second, Kanda Kanon raised her head slightly and pressed her lips against his.
The soft and moist touch, the familiar fruity aroma, her hand gently rested on his jaw, the tip of her tongue flexibly pried open his unresisting teeth, and greedily entangled with him.
Gojo Satoru did not respond and allowed her to suck and lick him in an unskilled manner. She seemed dissatisfied with his attitude and hummed in a nasal voice.
When the fingers she placed on her chin moved unconsciously a few times, Gojo Satoru still closed his eyes and forced her tongue back into his mouth. He opened his mouth wide, his pointed fangs showing from under his lips, and he bit and rubbed her lips as if he was venting something.
Kanda Kanon opened her mouth in pain, and Gojo Satoru took advantage of her relaxation and quickly attacked, taking away all her breath.
The only sound in the quiet room was the sound of water between their lips and teeth. After an unknown amount of time, Kanda Kanon dropped his shoulders and Gojo Satoru let her go.
The girl took a deep breath of fresh air, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her face flushed and she looked so pitiful.
The red nightgown barely covered her key parts, and she looked like a gorgeous rose on the white bed, eye-catching and attractive.
Gojo Satoru placed his forehead against the side of her head. His rapid breathing lingered in her ears, and his hot breath made half of her face numb.
"It seems that you guessed wrong." Gojo Satoru chuckled twice and said in a long voice with sarcasm.
“…It seems so.” Kanda Kanon took a long time to find her voice.
How could she be so useless in the dream? Since it was her dream, please don’t let her be so embarrassed!
"So, what are we going to try next?" Gojo Satoru's almost whispered words rang in his ears. A strange feeling emerged in her heart, and Kanda Kanon moved a little uncomfortably.
Gojo Satoru came closer again, this time a little closer, and his low, hoarse voice with a smile sounded again.
"I'm happy to do whatever you want to do."
...This is my dream, right? Kanda Kanon thought uncertainly. The heat extended from her body to her head, and she turned into a red tomato.
Could it be that she likes this kind of tune? Impossible, I’m not a masochist!
Kanda Kanon refused to admit it, but she still refused to admit defeat.
She opened her mouth and muttered softly: "I, I think, um...it might be..."
Gojo Satoru looked at her shy appearance and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his thumb, feeling that it was a real dream.
Both the touch and the taste were exactly the same as he remembered, and the various looks and actions that he had never seen before were surprisingly harmonious.
It was as if she really came back to him... If this was a dream, he hoped he could stay like this for a little longer and wake up later. A world without her was too tormenting.
Kanda Kanon took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to look at him. She was just dreaming, why was she still hesitating!
"I, I think it should be zu..."
But before she could utter the word, the blank room suddenly vibrated and the small TV screen suddenly went black.
[Hana? Why do you sleep here? You will feel sore all over when you wake up like this~]
A familiar frivolous voice sounded in the room, and Kanda Kanon puffed out her cheeks.
"Damn it, this unscrupulous teacher only knows how to ruin my life!" Kanda Kanon muttered, hugging Gojo Satoru reluctantly, "It seems that this dream is about to end, what a pity..."
"I'll try harder next time and dream about you again. Wait for me!"
……What's the meaning? Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something eagerly, but as soon as she finished her words, she disappeared, and then the entire blank room began to collapse.
His feet missed and he fell into darkness.
Gojo Satoru woke up from his bed and suddenly sat up. He covered his head and looked around. In front of him was the familiar high school dormitory room, Kanda Kanon's room.
He staggered off the bed and recalled the dream he had just had. It was so clear and real.
But in the end, what she said in the dream made him doubtful.
"What's going on?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his hair irritably, glanced casually at the mirror on the wall, and froze there.
Gojo Satoru raised his hand and touched his lips, then quickly walked forward to the mirror. He muttered in disbelief, "What is this?"
I saw in the mirror that his lips were slightly red and swollen, as if they had been ravaged by someone. He reached out to his collar and picked up a long hair. When he looked closely, he saw some fresh hair follicles on the top, which showed that it had just fallen off.
“…That was not a dream.” Gojo Satoru’s pupils couldn’t stop trembling as he recalled the details of that place, not missing a single one.
If it wasn't a dream, it would be obvious.
Whether it was that room or the ability to pull him in, it was most likely Kanda Kanon's technique.
But she obviously didn't know, or should be said to be unconscious. From the last sentence, it is certain that she also thought she was in a dream.
So how did she manage to pull him from another world into the room?
Gojo Satoru's eyes were on the notes on the table. He picked them up and looked at them carefully, then flipped through the notes inside, but found nothing unusual.
But he was sure that everything was related to this note.
His six eyes were unable to see any information about her spells, as if hidden by thick fog. Even when he was pulled into the room just now, he did not see any signs of cursed energy running, so he mistakenly thought it was a dream.
And this notebook, just like her technique, was clean as if it had been isolated by cursed energy and was not tainted by anything.
"So that's how it is. It's not the book that's the carrier, but what she thinks." Gojo Satoru tightly grasped the notebook in his hand. It was engraved with a spell that he couldn't see. "It seems that this notebook is the key to the connection with her..."
Finally found it, Gojo Satoru's dull eyes lit up and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He finally found a way to see her.
But then, he seemed to remember something and his face suddenly turned cold.
In those eyes, as blue as the end of the sky, there flashed a cold and fierce light.
"Who's that voice?" Gojo Satoru clenched his teeth, but he already had a corresponding person in mind.
That was clearly his own voice. It seemed that his guess was correct. Kanda Kanon was brought to a future point in time by the book, and there was undoubtedly another self there.
"Unscrupulous teacher? How funny, are you cut out to be a teacher?" Veins popped out at his forehead, and a vicious voice uttered from between his teeth, "You're talking so intimately..."
It seems that we can't delay even a moment, Gojo Satoru thought.
Even for himself, Gojo Satoru did not intend to keep her by his side. No one knew him better than him. What was the difference between this and putting a sheep next to a wolf?
On the other side——
Kanda Kanon, who was woken up from her dream by Gojo Satoru, looked grim.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Gojo Satoru squatted down with a smile and poked her dark face.
"...Woo." An unknown sound came out of her throat.
Woo? Gojo Satoru tilted his head.
The next second, the clothes on his chest were grabbed by her.
Kanda Kanon pursed her lips and looked at him with tearful eyes. Big tears rolled down her cheeks, and she looked so aggrieved.
“Wuuuwaaaaaa!!” She suddenly howled at the top of her lungs, “You compensate me, you compensate me!!”
She screamed and shook him hard.
Gojo Satoru raised his hands as if in surrender, frowning helplessly: "Okay, okay, then you tell me what you want to compensate, and I'll pay it."
Kanda Kanon cried even louder because she couldn't express the dream she had.
"Idiot teacher, I hate you the most!" Kanda Kanon fell on his shoulder and burst into tears.
[Damn it, I don’t know if I can have this kind of dream next time! 】
Dream? Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows. Was he having a sweet dream?
"Ah~" Gojo Satoru's voice sounded a little distressed, "Please don't hate me, it really makes me sad."
Unlike his tone, the corners of his mouth turned up as he tried to hold back a smile, and he raised his hand to pat the top of her head.
I have to say, although this child is a bit crybaby, he is super fun to tease.
Gojo Satoru won't be a human being today.
Late at night, the crying in the basement of the college did not subside for a long time. Finally, Gojo Satoru had no choice but to take out a card.
Kanda Kanon finally stopped sobbing.
"...Then I take back what I said just now. I'm sorry, I was willful." Kanda Kanon apologized very straightforwardly, and of course, she collected the card very quickly as well.
...So easy to coax, Gojo Satoru twitched his lips. He didn't even check if there was any money in it. He felt that she was the type that would be badly cheated by bad men.
Of course, he gave money.
Gojo Satoru wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes with the knuckles of his fingers, raised his voice again, and said in a sweet voice: "I happen to be free tomorrow, so I'll take you to see Nanami!"
Nanami... Kanda Kanon sniffed, with anticipation flashing in her eyes.
[By the way, when describing Adult Nanami in the book, they emphasized his extraordinary figure... I'm looking forward to it! 】
Gojo Satoru: …
As expected, she is the type that will be deceived by bad men!
【Author’s words】
What are you expecting? This is JJ. It won’t happen. Give up.
By the way, I don’t know if this will be locked... (Pray)
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