Chapter 107: (Self Edited) Hostage
I had a dream.
It was a dream that could be clearly understood that it was a dream. Characters were wearing Japanese clothes and walking along the townscape made of wood. They spoke Japanese… In other words, it was a world similar to a historical drama.
I naturally might find a place at the Far East end of this world. That was what I thought. In other words, it would be a projection of my own desire.
People dressed in kimono were walking along the road, and I was also walking in it. The season was spring, and I could see the castle in the distance. It wasn’t a stone castle, the tiles were black and the walls were plastered in pure white.
It seemed to be a main street in the downtown area, with many shops lined up on both sides. The split curtain with the name of the shop in nostalgic letters was hanging on the table.
‘Aah, the nostalgia. Is there such a place in the Far East? I want to go.’
I naturally thought that the migratory birds were stimulated by their return instinct.
However, my heart was in denial. This world was different from the original world. Although there was something that looked like Japan, there would be no Japan there.
There was neither the Roman Empire nor the Mongol Empire in this world. There might be an island that seemed to be Japan, but it was probably not Japan.