Re: Turning
Dreamers

Unaware of the events taking place inside the throne room, the Heroes returned to their respective rooms. Actually, their presence was just a mere decoration. As always, to show off the power of the kingdom.

Shinnichi escorts Fiona to her room. His duty as a servant was only until sunset. Fiona refuses to be accompanied. Or so he told Shinnichi.

To be honest, he doesn't want Shinnichi to be exhausted and always by his side. Someone must have needed some time to be alone. But, judging by her guts, Fiona doesn't mind if Shinnichi continues to be with her.

But that's a story for next time.

Meanwhile, Shinnichi goes straight to the library. For him, his own time was night in the library. Read all kinds of books. Starting from history, magic, encyclopedias, even to the myths of the world.

Compared to the four Heroes, he had a broader basic knowledge. Although Shinnichi himself thought that this was all a little futile.

What benefits could he obtain knowing the Divine Beasts or the cities above the sky and under the water? Such myths have no real benefit. Unless he wants to be a storyteller.

Thinking of such a thing, Shinnichi filled Mana into a magic stone. Make it light again. It was not realized that time had already shown midnight. He finished his reading.

Stretching both of his hands, Shinnichi stood up, intending to return to his room. Today, Shinnichi brings a book Erina read while training her a few weeks ago; medeis Magnus Opum. He wanted to learn some white magic.

Passing through the elaborate halls of the palace, Shinnichi passed through several rooms. This time, he chose to take a detour. Don't want to see Samejima again. But, it also meant that he had to pass through the room of the Demon Envoy.

Get out of the fire, get in the pot. Shinnichi sighed. Hope not to meet anyone. However, in an instant, his hopes were instantly scorched.

In front of the room of the Devils, there was a black-haired Demon girl. Look at the sky outside the window. His eyes were fixed on the golden moon. As if missing him.

The little girl was wearing black gothic clothes. Full of tassels, fluffy skirts, headdresses, and as a complement, an eye patch. If one ignored her dark red horns, she looked like an ordinary girl.

Although Shinnichi felt that Lolita's Gothic attire was quite sweet, he could still hold back. Shinnichi was not that stupid to exclaim "Goth loli is the best!"

As Shinnichi thought about such a useless thing, Haira noticed his presence.

"O-oh, ozt bengu, S-Shinnichi-dono" he said.

Thanks to [Language Comprehension] Shinnichi could understand his words. "Good night." Shinnichi said hello. Although he was quite sure it was early morning.

The silence crept back. They are both unfamiliar with strangers. They are both introverts; if someone from Shinnichi's world describes them.

"A-are you learning magic?" Haira asked first. Realizing the book Shinnichi brought, he brought up the topic.

"Ah, yes." Shinnichi showed me the book he was carrying. "I'm studying white magic."

"S-white magic?" Haira looks confused. "Why did you learn that magic?"

Shinnichi scratched his non-itchy head. Smiling bitter. "I can't use any other magic."

"ah! Pardon me! S-I don't know!" Haira directly lowered her head. Realize that he said something disrespectful.

"What's wrong! It's okay!" Shinnichi calms Haira down. He didn't want to exaggerate the problem.

"Te-fix. I said something rude...." Haira looks sorry. Her gentle nature made her that way. "W-is there anything I can do to make up for this?"

Hearing those words, Shinnichi's body became stiff. Under the moonlight, Haira looked at Shinnichi with embarrassment. His gothic clothes did not help at all either.

A girl told that to a young man at night would definitely make anyone misunderstand. Shinnichi could imagine Fiona throwing an ice spear at him. Just imagining it could make him shudder in fear.

However, something crossed his mind. It was the only magic skill he had. Skills he didn't even know himself.

He might get an answer. This girl before him was the best magician among Devils. A race known for proficiency in magic. However, he did not know if something like this could be asked of a Devil like him.

"Can you check something for me?" Shinnichi finally gave up. Curiosity beats it.

"Whoa-whatever!"

Haira's words now began to frighten her. The girl is too good, Shinnichi is a little worried about Haira's future.

Shinnichi took out his status card. He gave it to Haira.

『Name : Kurobane Shinnichi

Level : 6

Race : Human

Class : [None]

Stats

Agi :9

Atk :8

Int :23

Vits :10

Skill

[Appraisal lvl.3] [Self-Magic Manipulation lvl.1] [White Magic lvl.3] [Language Comprehension]

Title

[Other World Traveler] [The Dreamer] [Observer] 』

"This is your status?" Haira read the writing on the black plate. His knowledge of the Human language was qualified enough to understand Shinnichi's status.

Haira doesn't see anything wrong with Shinnichi's status. For someone who doesn't have class, the int is quite high. Moreover, his stat was average. If he was honest, a little low for someone with level six.

For his skill, Haira was a little interested. He had never seen a Human who possessed [Appraisal], level three moreover.

He himself had a level six [Appraisal]. The skill he got when he was 10 years old and since then, he has been sharpening it every day. Currently, he is 13 years old. It took three years to raise the skill level six times.

Haira knows Shinnichi is one of the summoned heroes. His title ensures that. So, within two months, Shinnichi was already able to level up [Appraisal] three times. He was amazed by his hard work.

Then, his attention was fixed on [Self-Magic Manipulation]. He had never heard or even seen such a skill. A unique skill.

Haira looked at Shinnichi. Smile and then nod. "Sa-I'll do what I can."

Obtaining permission from the owner, Haira activated [Appraisal]. Not to the black plate in his hand, but to Shinnichi directly. That makes Shinnichi a little embarrassed. Doesn't that mean he doesn't need to give her his status card?

Ignoring Shinnichi, Haira continued to check on the unique skill. After a while, Haira put on a complicated expression. Shinnichi's feelings are not good.

"Pardon me, Shinnichi-dono." Haira lowered her head again. "S-I can only know this...."

Haira moved her hand. Shows a faint window showing Shinnichi's skill.

『 Self - Magic Manipulation

Magic skill level [??]

- Activation spell

"Change the world, you who dream. Form your desires, O you who are wise. Subject all. Nightmares, good dreams. Make it all"

- Enabling its users to use magic —[???]

- [???]

- Control over Where —[??]

- [???]』

"...." - ".Shinnichi looked at the window.

"I-I'm sorry." Haira lowered her head. Feeling guilty. "Although s-I've promised to help an—"

"Haira-dono!"

Shinnichi's call interrupted Haira's apology. He also held the girl's hand. Makes him jump in shock.

"S-Shinnichi-dono?!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Shinnichi is grateful. He lowered his head while holding Haira's hand. "With this, I can practice again! I still have hope! Really, thank you very much! Thanks...."

Haira was stunned to see Shinnichi so sincere with her gratitude. He even cried. Perhaps for Shinnichi, the skill was really important.

For some reason, it made Haira relieved. It looks like the debt has been settled.

"Together." Haira swans smiling. Something he rarely shows.

❂❂❂❂❂❂

Seeing Shinnichi leave, Haira went back out the window. Still glued to the crescent-shaped golden moon on the black canvas. Enjoying the smell of the cool air at night, Haira sighed.

The door behind him opened. Showing the figure of a beautiful silver-haired woman. She wore a nightgown that gave off a sensual and mature aura. Her dragon horns and wings did not detract from her beauty. Some people even think that the feature makes it look natural.

However, Fusena Madoya Yuwa approached Haira. Lean by the side window. Not talking for a while.

"So, you told him?" Fusena asked.

"Pardon me, Fusena-dono...." Haira apologized. "Although you've told me not to say anything."

"What's wrong, it's your choice." Fusena smiled faintly. "What do you think of him?"

Haira looked at both of her hands. "D-he touched me."

Hearing the sentence that could have made that misunderstanding, Fusena gave a small laugh. As usual, Haira did not change.

"Don't you have Endel?" Hearing the name of the sleeping young man, Haira's face turned red.

"This-this is different!" Haira tried to argue. "E-End was the first man to touch me... D-he's special!"

I want Fusena to laugh. Haira really has no common sense when it comes to her way of speaking. In the future, Fusena will definitely enjoy the moment Haira finally realizes how "great" her way of speaking is.

Under the moon, the two Devils enjoyed the beauty of the night.

Unknowingly, a pair of eyes were observing them from the very beginning. He saw everything. The figure smiled before slipping away without a trace.

✾✾✾✾

The next day, before sunrise, Shinnichi stood in front of his room. Only asleep for four hours, the insomnia just keep going. The help from Haira also did not help her sleep at all.

He was already excited to practice his magic. His spell was remembered in his brain. He even wrote it down on his handkerchief.

Shinnichi read the spell. Long, but he doesn't mind. Whatever the spell, he was happy if he could use magic.

He raised his hand. Look for a tree across the park. Close to the palace's protective walls. The rooms behind the castle have a wide variety of benefits. As of right now, there was plenty of room to practice magic so he did not need to go all the way to the palace grounds.

Shinnichi closed his eyes. Feeling Mana.

"Change the world, you who dream! Form your desires, O you who are wise! Subject all! Nightmares, good dreams. Create all! [Self-Magic Manipulation]!"

Two seconds, four seconds. Nothing happened. Shinnichi's face flushed. Realize how embarrassing the spell would be if it were said directly.

He recalls his dark times. Where he wears a strange robe and wears a blindfold while saying "I am the Reincarnation of the King of Dragons, Bahamut! The bearer of destruction and death! With these immortal eyes, I will conquer the world!"

He wanted to bury himself. Or at least slapped him in the past.

However, this is different. He was in a fantasy world. Magic is real. And it has a real purpose.

Protecting the Princess. For Fiona.

Shinnichi is back to prepare. He won't give up. A smile of encouragement on his face, Shinnichi continued to train.

"Change the world, you who dream! Form your desires, O you who are wise! Subject all! Nightmares, good dreams. Make everything!"