“I’m not trying to argue about this.”
My senior waved his hand lightly in front of me, and only then did I begin to breathe again, which had been paused for a moment.
“When I first came to this world, I had a very strange feeling.”
“...”
“It’s hard to explain, but it feels like the shackles that were on me are disappearing.”
It was vague, but I thought I knew what it was.
“The obsession with ‘I should be like this,’ which I had never been aware of before, has now disappeared like a bubble.”
This is an actor who gave a set answer and then broke away from that position.
“That’s when I felt like I had truly found freedom.”
He said that he was able to escape the harsh life of the Crown Prince and live a new life where he could do whatever he wanted.
The senior, speaking like this, seemed genuinely relieved. Soon, his gaze turned to me.
“I don’t know what others said, but when we found out about your existence, we all had the same reaction.”
I want to have it.
The softly added remark sent a shiver down my spine.
“I came here because I wanted to monopolize you.”
The tip of my senior's finger tapped my fingertip.
“I left half of the book there just in case, but I never thought it would summon you to another book, a novel.”
The straight lips twisted slightly.
“I worked hard to get to you, to win your heart, and then one day you disappeared, and that was the emptiness.”
As the senior shook his head from side to side, his black hair swayed. His hair, originally silver, was smooth and silky.
"At first, I thought it was just a simple disappearance, but then I read the book and realized you were called in by them."
The senior's voice became increasingly moist.
“I wanted to pick you up because you were taking so long to come.”
“...”
“I missed you.”
"Why?"
To the Crown Prince, I am not the heroine, and I don't have any influence as an author, right?
Is there perhaps a hidden phrase in front that says 'I want to kill you'?
You dared to call me, who was living as a Crown Prince, here?
The original Crown Prince would not have thought like this, but now I don't know.
So you’re trying to harm me...
“Because I like you.”
...wasn't it?
Wait, what if you come in like this without an alarm?
"At first, I was curious because you were an author. But when we actually met, it was as if the spell had been broken, and you no longer held any meaning to me."
A subtle sense of regret and relief settled in my heart.
But the story that followed made me nervous again.
“Instead, as we spent time together, new feelings began to sprout.”
A faint smile hung on the senior's pink lips.
“Taking classes and eating meals in the same space allowed me to get to know you.”
As I began to wonder what kind of person a person would be without knowing their gender or age, my thoughts began to become more concrete, and new feelings began to form.
The senior calmly expressed his feelings in a low but smiling voice.
“All mine.”
It is entirely my will to like you.
I didn't respond to the affectionate words he added.
There was a time when I hoped my senior would like me. Just two months ago, I did, but now I'm indifferent to his confession.
Why?
“This is what I was worried about.”
The senior smiled bitterly as if he knew this would happen.
“If you go there, you won’t like me anymore.”
“It’s not because you’re the Crown Prince.”
I answered quickly, worried that the other person might misunderstand.
"As expected, my junior is so kind. Are you worried that I'll be struggling with my identity?"
Affectionate, is that what you say to the person who made you get beaten by the mad Minister and the Sword Master Knight Commander?
"What I was worried about was something else. There were so many attractive people there, I thought I'd be unattractive if I went."
This was exactly the kind of story a Crown Prince would tell. It wasn't written in the book, though.
No, is the person sitting in front of me really the Crown Prince? Is he a different person than the one I know?
You're not doing anything that matches my predictions?
Oh, I don't know.
“I wanted to pick you up, junior, but I couldn’t tell if you liked the place and weren’t coming, or if you couldn’t come...”
The senior took a moment to catch his breath.
“...I don’t have the key to go back there.”
If only I had the key...
“Do you know how to get there?”
"Yes."
My senior's answer to my question came back immediately, but that moment, which lasted less than a second, felt incredibly long to me.
Before I could even ask how, he added.
“Do you want to go again together?”
All surrounding noise was blocked out, and only the senior's voice could be heard.
Do you want to go? Do you want to go? Do you want to go...?
I stared blankly at the other person as if I was captivated by a single word.
I came to my senses only when I felt the green leaves that had fallen into my hands, swaying in the wind, brushing my cheek.
“Can I go...?”
"Ues."
"How?"
"The conditions are the same. You just need to go through the door with the key to the world you want to go to."
It's a method I know well.
“But why?”
“I don’t have a key.”
If it's that person, their mere presence could be the key?
My senior smiled brightly as if he had read my question.
“I’ve become half a person here.”
The expression on the senior's face was strange as he said that he tried to return to where he was from, but was only refused, and that he needed a key.
I can't tell if you're laughing or crying.
“But why are you asking me to come with you? It’s not like I have any tricks up my sleeve.”
“You’re different, junior.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. My junior is a god.”
Now I can clearly distinguish my senior's expression. He's smiling.
“The god of my world.”
God.
My heart sank.
“Me too, it might not work out.”
I spoke in an apologetic tone, but my senior shook his head.
"I've confirmed it with the materials in the imperial archives. So, you don't have to worry about that."
It seemed like my senior knew more than I expected. So, can I ask him about things I'm confused about?
First, let me ask about ‘Let’s Live Together’.
“The book...”
I know you saw it, I said, then paused.
I don't know if I saw myself in my dream.
There's no need to go this far.
“A book?”
“Did you see it?”
“I came here and saw it.”
The senior's tone was so light that my hesitation felt funny.
“Besides me, only Magic Tower Master was able to read the book that the three others discovered.”
The word 'Magic Tower Master' that came out of my senior's mouth didn't really fit with the place I was sitting.
“I think the Prime Minister may have figured out some of the details, but... that’s just a guess.”
As expected, it's not surprising.
"Anyway, the master of the tower explained the story to us, but no one knew the ending. The latter part never existed in the first place."
Did you say that the latter part of the novel was lost?
Since Yuno and Senior's testimony matches, it seems to be true.
“Are you saying that you believed that the world was in a book just by hearing Yuno’s story?”
“Oh, you and Magic Tower Master are affectionately called by your names?”
The senior spoke in a feminine tone, but his eyes slightly sank.
“That’s not what’s important.”
"It's important to me... but yeah, the words of the magician felt absurd. But he made an 'absolute oath.' He promised to die if his words turned out to be false."
An absolute oath? That's a setting I had completely forgotten about.
I shivered at the nostalgia that the name evoked... no, I was astonished.
Why did I name it like that?
“Around that time, I discovered some very old documents in the imperial archives.”
There was a story written there about another world existing there, and my senior said he'd even thought about the author's world. That's why he decided to come here.
“As I said before, I brought half of the book with me just in case.”
He managed to get here using it as a key.
“I couldn’t read the book, so of course I didn’t know the details.”
As expected, my prediction was correct.
“That’s why I was more anxious.”
My senior, who came here with the sole intention of seeing me, looked pitiful as he said that he was too scared of the unfamiliar world where his knowledge and common sense did not apply.
But surprisingly, it didn't inspire me at all.
“Excuse me, but how did you get into school?”
All I did was work part-time!
“Was it working?”
The senior tilted his head to the side as if he hadn't noticed, and his eyes widened slightly. Normally, I would have screamed, but there was no impact.
When I found myself like this, my already depressed mood sank even further.
“It seemed like it was something that could only be decided at the beginning, right after going to another world.”
According to the senior's explanation, this was probably the first and last chance given to someone from another world.
The fundamentals didn't seem to change, but were they trying to make it look good on the outside? So that we can live together without any problems?
“You look very tired, junior.”
As I sat there silently trying to sort out my complicated thoughts, my senior spoke worriedly.
After exchanging a few more words, he stood up.
I don't know how I parted ways with my senior and ended up home.
I must have stubbornly refused to give up the senior who offered to give me a ride home, and walked unsteadily. A few men asked for my phone number along the way, but I refused to give it to them.
I stayed locked in my room for a few more days.
It was one day when I naturally succumbed to the sleep that poured down day and night.
Shit!
Shish was sitting in what looked like an office. It was common for Shish to appear in dreams, but today, the scenery was different, and I opened my eyes wide.
“Your Excellency, I know it may be presumptuous of me to say something.”
A man with dark blond hair stood in front of the desk where Shish was sitting.
“If you think it’s overstepping your bounds, then don’t say anything.”
"Yes?"
“I just had another thought... What’s going on?”
Wow, Shish must be in a bad mood.
I saw him lose control of his facial expressions for a moment.
“Your Excellency, how about taking a short break?”
“Should I kill you...”
I saw Shish grin, but I didn't seem to see the blond man.
“Everyone at the Ministry of the Interior is worried that Your Excellency’s health is deteriorating.”
Only after hearing the man's story did I take a closer look at Shish.
Shish's face was pale and sallow, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He seemed somewhat thin.
The conversation between Shish and the blond man felt very specific and realistic, unlike usual.
The appearance of someone other than the male protagonist, the appearance of a place I don't know.
I realized that this was different from the dreams I usually had.
My senior waved his hand lightly in front of me, and only then did I begin to breathe again, which had been paused for a moment.
“When I first came to this world, I had a very strange feeling.”
“...”
“It’s hard to explain, but it feels like the shackles that were on me are disappearing.”
It was vague, but I thought I knew what it was.
“The obsession with ‘I should be like this,’ which I had never been aware of before, has now disappeared like a bubble.”
This is an actor who gave a set answer and then broke away from that position.
“That’s when I felt like I had truly found freedom.”
He said that he was able to escape the harsh life of the Crown Prince and live a new life where he could do whatever he wanted.
The senior, speaking like this, seemed genuinely relieved. Soon, his gaze turned to me.
“I don’t know what others said, but when we found out about your existence, we all had the same reaction.”
I want to have it.
The softly added remark sent a shiver down my spine.
“I came here because I wanted to monopolize you.”
The tip of my senior's finger tapped my fingertip.
“I left half of the book there just in case, but I never thought it would summon you to another book, a novel.”
The straight lips twisted slightly.
“I worked hard to get to you, to win your heart, and then one day you disappeared, and that was the emptiness.”
As the senior shook his head from side to side, his black hair swayed. His hair, originally silver, was smooth and silky.
"At first, I thought it was just a simple disappearance, but then I read the book and realized you were called in by them."
The senior's voice became increasingly moist.
“I wanted to pick you up because you were taking so long to come.”
“...”
“I missed you.”
"Why?"
To the Crown Prince, I am not the heroine, and I don't have any influence as an author, right?
Is there perhaps a hidden phrase in front that says 'I want to kill you'?
You dared to call me, who was living as a Crown Prince, here?
The original Crown Prince would not have thought like this, but now I don't know.
So you’re trying to harm me...
“Because I like you.”
...wasn't it?
Wait, what if you come in like this without an alarm?
"At first, I was curious because you were an author. But when we actually met, it was as if the spell had been broken, and you no longer held any meaning to me."
A subtle sense of regret and relief settled in my heart.
But the story that followed made me nervous again.
“Instead, as we spent time together, new feelings began to sprout.”
A faint smile hung on the senior's pink lips.
“Taking classes and eating meals in the same space allowed me to get to know you.”
As I began to wonder what kind of person a person would be without knowing their gender or age, my thoughts began to become more concrete, and new feelings began to form.
The senior calmly expressed his feelings in a low but smiling voice.
“All mine.”
It is entirely my will to like you.
I didn't respond to the affectionate words he added.
There was a time when I hoped my senior would like me. Just two months ago, I did, but now I'm indifferent to his confession.
Why?
“This is what I was worried about.”
The senior smiled bitterly as if he knew this would happen.
“If you go there, you won’t like me anymore.”
“It’s not because you’re the Crown Prince.”
I answered quickly, worried that the other person might misunderstand.
"As expected, my junior is so kind. Are you worried that I'll be struggling with my identity?"
Affectionate, is that what you say to the person who made you get beaten by the mad Minister and the Sword Master Knight Commander?
"What I was worried about was something else. There were so many attractive people there, I thought I'd be unattractive if I went."
This was exactly the kind of story a Crown Prince would tell. It wasn't written in the book, though.
No, is the person sitting in front of me really the Crown Prince? Is he a different person than the one I know?
You're not doing anything that matches my predictions?
Oh, I don't know.
“I wanted to pick you up, junior, but I couldn’t tell if you liked the place and weren’t coming, or if you couldn’t come...”
The senior took a moment to catch his breath.
“...I don’t have the key to go back there.”
If only I had the key...
“Do you know how to get there?”
"Yes."
My senior's answer to my question came back immediately, but that moment, which lasted less than a second, felt incredibly long to me.
Before I could even ask how, he added.
“Do you want to go again together?”
All surrounding noise was blocked out, and only the senior's voice could be heard.
Do you want to go? Do you want to go? Do you want to go...?
I stared blankly at the other person as if I was captivated by a single word.
I came to my senses only when I felt the green leaves that had fallen into my hands, swaying in the wind, brushing my cheek.
“Can I go...?”
"Ues."
"How?"
"The conditions are the same. You just need to go through the door with the key to the world you want to go to."
It's a method I know well.
“But why?”
“I don’t have a key.”
If it's that person, their mere presence could be the key?
My senior smiled brightly as if he had read my question.
“I’ve become half a person here.”
The expression on the senior's face was strange as he said that he tried to return to where he was from, but was only refused, and that he needed a key.
I can't tell if you're laughing or crying.
“But why are you asking me to come with you? It’s not like I have any tricks up my sleeve.”
“You’re different, junior.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. My junior is a god.”
Now I can clearly distinguish my senior's expression. He's smiling.
“The god of my world.”
God.
My heart sank.
“Me too, it might not work out.”
I spoke in an apologetic tone, but my senior shook his head.
"I've confirmed it with the materials in the imperial archives. So, you don't have to worry about that."
It seemed like my senior knew more than I expected. So, can I ask him about things I'm confused about?
First, let me ask about ‘Let’s Live Together’.
“The book...”
I know you saw it, I said, then paused.
I don't know if I saw myself in my dream.
There's no need to go this far.
“A book?”
“Did you see it?”
“I came here and saw it.”
The senior's tone was so light that my hesitation felt funny.
“Besides me, only Magic Tower Master was able to read the book that the three others discovered.”
The word 'Magic Tower Master' that came out of my senior's mouth didn't really fit with the place I was sitting.
“I think the Prime Minister may have figured out some of the details, but... that’s just a guess.”
As expected, it's not surprising.
"Anyway, the master of the tower explained the story to us, but no one knew the ending. The latter part never existed in the first place."
Did you say that the latter part of the novel was lost?
Since Yuno and Senior's testimony matches, it seems to be true.
“Are you saying that you believed that the world was in a book just by hearing Yuno’s story?”
“Oh, you and Magic Tower Master are affectionately called by your names?”
The senior spoke in a feminine tone, but his eyes slightly sank.
“That’s not what’s important.”
"It's important to me... but yeah, the words of the magician felt absurd. But he made an 'absolute oath.' He promised to die if his words turned out to be false."
An absolute oath? That's a setting I had completely forgotten about.
I shivered at the nostalgia that the name evoked... no, I was astonished.
Why did I name it like that?
“Around that time, I discovered some very old documents in the imperial archives.”
There was a story written there about another world existing there, and my senior said he'd even thought about the author's world. That's why he decided to come here.
“As I said before, I brought half of the book with me just in case.”
He managed to get here using it as a key.
“I couldn’t read the book, so of course I didn’t know the details.”
As expected, my prediction was correct.
“That’s why I was more anxious.”
My senior, who came here with the sole intention of seeing me, looked pitiful as he said that he was too scared of the unfamiliar world where his knowledge and common sense did not apply.
But surprisingly, it didn't inspire me at all.
“Excuse me, but how did you get into school?”
All I did was work part-time!
“Was it working?”
The senior tilted his head to the side as if he hadn't noticed, and his eyes widened slightly. Normally, I would have screamed, but there was no impact.
When I found myself like this, my already depressed mood sank even further.
“It seemed like it was something that could only be decided at the beginning, right after going to another world.”
According to the senior's explanation, this was probably the first and last chance given to someone from another world.
The fundamentals didn't seem to change, but were they trying to make it look good on the outside? So that we can live together without any problems?
“You look very tired, junior.”
As I sat there silently trying to sort out my complicated thoughts, my senior spoke worriedly.
After exchanging a few more words, he stood up.
I don't know how I parted ways with my senior and ended up home.
I must have stubbornly refused to give up the senior who offered to give me a ride home, and walked unsteadily. A few men asked for my phone number along the way, but I refused to give it to them.
I stayed locked in my room for a few more days.
It was one day when I naturally succumbed to the sleep that poured down day and night.
***
Shit!
Shish was sitting in what looked like an office. It was common for Shish to appear in dreams, but today, the scenery was different, and I opened my eyes wide.
“Your Excellency, I know it may be presumptuous of me to say something.”
A man with dark blond hair stood in front of the desk where Shish was sitting.
“If you think it’s overstepping your bounds, then don’t say anything.”
"Yes?"
“I just had another thought... What’s going on?”
Wow, Shish must be in a bad mood.
I saw him lose control of his facial expressions for a moment.
“Your Excellency, how about taking a short break?”
“Should I kill you...”
I saw Shish grin, but I didn't seem to see the blond man.
“Everyone at the Ministry of the Interior is worried that Your Excellency’s health is deteriorating.”
Only after hearing the man's story did I take a closer look at Shish.
Shish's face was pale and sallow, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He seemed somewhat thin.
The conversation between Shish and the blond man felt very specific and realistic, unlike usual.
The appearance of someone other than the male protagonist, the appearance of a place I don't know.
I realized that this was different from the dreams I usually had.
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