/jp/ - Otaku Culture

This one stretched up to the ceiling, in four panels connected by bars. In it, I could see twisting patterns of glass, interspaced with clear glass that I assumed represented clouds. I saw a pattern across the bottom that went through all the colours of the rainbow, and long patterns of sky-blue. In the middle, a collection of glass that I could also assume was a peach. "Hmm, the celestial. Not...surprising, I would say. She did begin to feature in your dreams at some point. You're lucky you didn't meet her dream self, back in the past when she was at her most unstable." I looked at the way the lead all linked together. It looked incredibly supportive. Finally, after a few minutes, I drew my gaze away, looking further down the corridor.

I let Doremy lead the way, and she got back to talking. "Then, just a few days ago..." I swallowed heavily, because I already knew exactly what had happened a few days ago, and exactly what sort of effect it might have had on my dreams. "Well, let's just say that you've had nothing but nightmares since. And while I enjoy eating them, it's not healthy to eat that many, so I decided that something would need to be done." I asked her what she thought she could do about it. It wasn't like I was planning on the nightmares. "Well, that depends on you. Your dreams should be pleasant and light. So, what will it take to get you back to that state?" She asked me, sounding quite curious. I muttered that I was dealing with a lot right now. "Oh, I know. Let's see here..." She flipped back through the book. "Lots of nightmares about needles. Hospital beds, bamboo, and rabbits. Well, that's easy enough to understand." Eientei. That was an ongoing issue. "hmm, well, what else is happening here? Ah, youkai. Plenty of youkai. Or rather, plenty of some specific youkai." Now, I felt very uncomfortable, and I finally managed to say that I was struggling to understand youkai. "Plenty struggle with that. Youkai are fundamentally inhuman, after all. Even I'm a youkai, but you're talking to me just fine, aren't you? What's the difference?" I mumbled something about differences. Suddenly, Doremy was very interested. She leaned closer, looking into my eyes. "You know, some of your pleasant dreams have been about youkai too. One, in particular." I felt my mood darken, and I muttered that I was struggling to understand that one in particular at the moment. "Would you like to?" Doremy asked me. Before I could answer, The corridor, which I hadn't quite noticed, but had been twisting into a loop, levelled out, and I saw another stained-glass window.

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