87 – Mouse Hole (5)

“It’s strange… It’s strange…”

The elderly man sitting in front of me tilted his head.

He was a well-known healer in the South who treated people suffering from trances, and without even knowing why, he was called in early in the morning to examine me.

Even though it was a sudden business trip, he did his best. He exchanged a few questions and answers with me, fed me a potion mixed with special herbs, and even shined a delicate light into my eyes.

But at the end of such treatment, all that came out was self-talk mixed with doubts.

“What do you mean, strange?”

“Ah, this was rude in front of Young master.”

When my voice was heard, the therapist straightened her posture and apologized.

“This is so…How should I explain it…”

“I won’t get angry no matter what you say, so just tell me honestly. Did something go wrong?”

The therapist, who had been hesitant, listened to my urging and began to explain carefully.

“In fact, the opposite is true. Young master’s current condition is too fine to be considered as having been in a trance. First of all, on the outside, it seems.”

I should be happy about the therapist’s words, but the last words he left behind are secretly annoying. What does it look like on the outside?

“…Please continue.”

“Do you know anything about dream horses?”

“Even if I don’t know much, I know as much as others…”

“There are many people who consider dream demons to be nothing more than monsters that cause trouble in bed, but the reality is somewhat different. If the monster is a corporeal form, it is not much different from those rumors, but in the case of an adult form, the danger is higher than that.”

Once the closed mouth was opened, the therapist continued to pour out words as if a flood had burst.

“Adult pythons require a lot of nutrients, so to increase their food supply, they literally squeeze out the spirit of their victims. On top of that, females during the breeding season are demanding even more. They need to provide nutrients to their unborn cubs. So, at that time, as an exception, I actually consume food in addition to dreams.”

What the therapist said was something I had no knowledge of.

The case is a little different, but anyway, wouldn’t I also fall into the category of ‘someone who just sees it as a monster that makes you have trouble sleeping’ that he mentioned.

I didn’t know much about it other than a little bit about its appearance and general settings.

“However, it is a monster that can never be considered strong, so as mentioned before, it attacks the victim’s mind first. Once the prey is completely incapacitated… It then eats it alive little by little.”

“Is that the guy who attacked me yesterday…?”

“…It’s a female carrying a baby. It’s also quite old. I already checked with the Count before starting treatment.”

Hearing his words, I felt the hairs on my whole body stand up. At first glance, the guy from yesterday was quite large. So wouldn’t it be a story that if he had made a mistake, he would have been eaten alive?

But if the dream demon yesterday was a female, it seems a bit inconsistent with what the therapist just said.

“Then isn’t the explanation a bit different from what you just said? I’m fine like this.”

“Yes. That’s what I thought was strange.”

The therapist lightly touched his forehead as if he had a headache.

“You said you woke up after realizing your dream, right? And right after you woke up, you said you saw a monster with its tail wrapped around your neck.”

“Of course it is.”

“First of all, if you become the target of a dream demon, you will not be able to wake up on your own until the demon retreats. Unless you are lucky enough to have someone nearby to chase the demon away. And…”

“And?”

“…It is their habit to wrap their tails around their necks. It’s like their last ritual before eating. In other words, Young master managed to revive before being eaten alive.”

It is even more terrible to hear his last words. The monster came in through the window and I was sitting on the chair in front of it, so I think it was probably targeting me.

The therapist glanced at my complexion and then cautiously continued speaking.

“And nightmares also become more terrible the more they are attacked by the Holy Host. Although it happens very rarely, there are cases where dreams are trapped or the mind collapses when attacked by old monsters. Such people take a very long time to recover. “I got sick, and even after that, I couldn’t completely get back to my old self.”

“Then what I said earlier…”

“…Yes. It’s actually the strangest thing that you are so fine right now.”

The therapist’s words reminded me again of the scene I had seen in my dream. I definitely saw Eugene and the Heroines. I saw them there in my past life, flowing according to the flow of history.

If I had to define that dream, it could definitely be called a nightmare. It’s a dream for those who are struggling to eat each other to win.

But does that fall into the category of terrible nightmares that therapists talk about? To the point of mental breakdown? I just watched one side of the story emotionlessly.

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Rather, the discomfort that arises now that I have ruminate on the contents of the dream is even more severe.

The therapist, who was worried for a moment, carefully expressed his opinion.

“Do you remember what I said earlier about you looking fine on the outside?”

“Yes.”

“…Please forgive my rudeness. On the contrary, it means that there may be a problem somewhere inside. More specifically, with the mind.”

“What is that…”

“There were quite a few people who suffered from severe trances and remained completely fine. Do you know what they have in common? They are all suffering from mental illness.”

“Mental illness?”

“Of course, Young master’s case seems to be a bit different from his…”

Listening to his words, I can understand something. Ever since I regained my memories, there has been confusion that even I couldn’t understand.

Especially in certain situations, there were more than once situations where I felt anger or sadness that I couldn’t control.

I told the story to my therapist. In my dream, I only saw the biography of someone I didn’t like very much. After receiving a big shock recently, my personality changed a bit, and sometimes I feel emotions that I can’t control.

“Hmm… Now that I think about it, I’m sure…”

As the therapist listened to my story, he tilted his head slightly as if he had something to say.

Anyway, he is one of the residents here, so he may have heard rumors about me.

When I returned from the demon world and showed a different appearance, the city was noisy with people talking about me for a while.

“If it were a normal situation, Young master would have been very angry or felt very painful emotions in his dream.”

“Let’s say there is something wrong with my mind. However, if I see that there is no problem in my daily life and I got over this situation well, it’s not that bad, right?”

After hearing what I said, the therapist shook his head from side to side.

“If you listen to what Young master said, it doesn’t seem like it has been alleviated at the moment, but it seems closer to just being suppressed. And the human mind is very delicate. It may be okay right now, but problems will inevitably arise someday.”

“Then what should I do?”

“If you have been harmed by a dream, I may be able to help you, but in this case, it is difficult to act hastily. I heard that Young master is a student at the academy, so I thought it would be a good idea to get help there. If it is an academy, it would be a good idea to get help there. “I’m sure you’ll be treated as a worthy person…”

No more words came out of the therapist’s mouth. He prescribed only a light calming potion and left.

Of course, there is a treatment room at the academy. I also know who my therapist is. However, he didn’t go because he didn’t have to go.

But after hearing what he said, I feel like I should definitely visit the therapy room once the second semester begins.

I said it was okay for now, but it felt so uncomfortable that I couldn’t just ignore it…

-Huh… Ugh…

Suddenly, a mournful cry came from outside, forcing me out of my thoughts. This definitely looks like Adele.

The moment I was about to open the door to see if something had happened again, the door burst open and Adele came running into the room.

Behind Adele, the head maid, Roberta, walked along with a troubled expression.

“Huh…Brother…Huh…”

Adele was hugged by me and continued to let out sad cries. I patted Adele and turned her head to ask Roberta.

“Roberta. Did something happen again?”

“That’s…”

Roberta began to explain carefully. Yesterday Adele did not go back to her room. His father was on high alert and busy with his retainers, and Adele spent the night in his father’s empty room under heavy guard.

As soon as morning came, Adele returned to her room, but she immediately realized that one of the most important items was missing from her eyes.

Eddie, a teddy bear with a similar name to mine that Adele always brought with her, had disappeared.

And although Adele’s teddy bear had just been found in a corner of the backyard, it had already been torn to pieces by something sharp and its shape had long since become unrecognizable.

It was as if the minister had taken out his anger on Adele’s absence.

Immediately after Adele saw the teddy bear, she cried bitterly and ran to me.

“uuu ofi…iuuu as…

“That’s right. It’s okay…It’s okay.”

I did my best to comfort Adele, who was in my arms, but the doubts kept regenerating one after another in my head.

Perhaps the calmness of Maidhead was just a sign before the typhoon arrived.

I was somewhat relieved that it happened to me instead of Adele, but it is no longer that kind of problem.

The attack on my room was also carried out on Adele’s room, and if Adele hadn’t come to me yesterday, a terrible disaster that he couldn’t even imagine would have happened.

If you look at the situation where the teddy bear, which probably had the strongest scent of Adele, was taken instead, Adele was clearly targeted as well.

Looking at what has happened now, the invasion of the demons was not a simple coincidence or someone’s minor mistake.

I couldn’t know anything yet, but I was able to guess one thing with certainty.

Someone is clearly attacking our family, and a hole has been opened somewhere here.

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