Temperature Control in Academy City

However, Natsume is only twelve years old, and even astronomical numbers have a limit. At least not like what she is observing now. Her dreams are vast and vast, forming an insignificant but real tide in the ocean of dreams, far exceeding the limit of a twelve-year-old girl.

There was a hint of hesitation on his face, and Natsume gritted his teeth and focused his observation on the dorm supervisor.

Although she felt sorry for her dorm supervisor, she wanted to see if similar effects would occur on other people. In scientific terms, this would mean setting up a control group.

However, Natsume still would not read the dreams of the dorm supervisor, but only took a closer look at the pink dreams that were full of love and girlish atmosphere.

Why am I suddenly worried about the matron? She can’t find a boyfriend at this age. I really hope she can get married soon.

Putting aside Natsume's thoughts of sympathizing with his dorm supervisor, looking at his dreams which were far less than his own, some strange thoughts could not help but emerge.

There was indeed something wrong with her dream. It took at least several hundred years or even more of accumulation to form a dream tributary that was beyond her perception.

Sorry.

I will no longer thank you for recommendation tickets, interstitial posts, monthly tickets and blades. The author wants to be a little lazy.

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Chapter 476: Miko Hitomi

Nothing exists that is taken for granted; all gifts from fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

Sitting on the soft sofa, the ordinary super-powered girl stood up in a panic, then paced around the room continuously, an unprecedented feeling of palpitations surged in her heart.

How to describe this feeling?

It was as if the boring life was suddenly thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the girl with limited abilities expected everything to remain the same.

However, Natsume does not have the habit of praying to gods or Buddhas. He just hopes for the best like ordinary people.

Ever since accepting the identity of a time traveler and the settings of his previous life, Natsume has long understood a very simple truth: the more you know, the more you have to bear.

Although Natsume really wanted to know everything about his past life, he did not get too hung up on the disappearance of the thousand-year-old loli Letili. In fact, Natsume was not ready to explore his own secrets.

In Natsume's opinion, she is an ordinary student like everyone else. She already carries the double pressure of the soul of a time traveler and her past life. Why should she put herself under more danger and trouble?

"Do you want to see it? What if you get into some serious trouble?"

"After all, if we use the number of dreams per unit time to work backwards to calculate my dream tributaries, we can find that their length far exceeds twelve years."

With a conflicted look on his face, Natsume felt as if he was having difficulty making decisions. This was probably a choice of whether or not to face the source of himself head-on.

As is Natsume's usual practice, she always likes to simplify problems, expecting help from others, and only chooses to stand up and face them when there is no way out.

But Natsume knew clearly that if he faced the tributary of the dream in front of him, he would definitely be able to understand many truths buried in history.

Why was he targeted by mysterious creatures and had to hide in Academy City?

The past of the witch in the previous life, whether she had an even more distant identity in the previous life, and even the truth about the time traveler are all secrets that may be solved.

"And what rules does the dream phase follow to judge a person's information?"

"If the dream phase includes my past life, then why is everything normal with the dorm supervisor? Is there no such thing as reincarnation for other people?"

"Or maybe the humans in this world follow certain rules, and I seem to have escaped that bondage. Without a doubt, this is all a change brought about by the soul."

As he thought about some more things, Natsume felt like his head was swelling.

Knowledge related to the world seems to be even more difficult to understand than magic.

If the soul represents a person's identity in this world, then the soul of this strange time traveler must be a troublemaker or an outsider.

I really feel so tired. Why can't my soul be as ordinary as mine?

The sun shone on my shoulders and a slight breeze blew into the dormitory through the open window.

Natsume Sonoko, who had been absent-minded, finally calmed down and sat down at her desk obediently.

It takes courage to be honest with yourself and put it into practice.

Natsume Sonoko is actually not lacking in courage. She is even braver than most people. It’s just that many times she chooses a way of life that is easier for herself.

Just like in reality, whether to study hard to have a bright future or to just get by and only care about the comfort in the present, this is a very challenging stage.

"If I choose not to know anything and let everything in the past vanish into thin air, then who will bear the consequences of my willfulness?"

"Is it Dad, Mom, or everyone in Academy City?"

Natsume-san has complicated thoughts in his mind, and this is something that is obvious to everyone.

The strange creatures I encountered when I left Academy City and the recent abnormal behavior of my parents seemed to indicate a foreseeable future.

Her mother suddenly had to go to Academy City to set up a company and an unmanned factory, and her father didn't show up until the end of the Daihasei Festival. Perhaps her life has always been under the protection of others.

From the beginning, she knew what was the right choice.

This was something she couldn't really escape from once she knew it.

But sometimes she just wants to live an ordinary life like everyone else in Academy City.

"I simply moved the time scale back twelve years, and it turned out to be the dream of that miko from the beginning."

"No wonder that Letili recognized me. They really look alike. And she has a simple appearance similar to my mom, but also a little different. The subtle changes in her expression and eyebrows are exactly the same person, except that she is taller than me."

Natsume was a little surprised as he was sensing the existence of the shrine maiden in his dream, and his thoughts were racing.

This similarity surprised Natsume very much. He had thought that even in his previous life, there would be differences in this or that way. However, apart from the height, many parts looked exactly the same.

Especially when he has no expression on his face, that dull look makes almost no difference.

Of course, this discovery also made Natsume inexplicably encouraged, because it meant that sooner or later she would grow to be over 1.6 meters tall, and maybe even taller than Reiko in the future.

"Is the background of the dream an ancient shrine?"

Natsume was slightly stunned. She couldn't tell the exact time because there was no directional information. Even a simple light bulb or concrete building did not appear.

"Tongzi, why do you say such terrible things?"

"We are the chosen priestesses, destined to serve the gods for the rest of our lives."

In the dream that Natsume spied on, a thin shrine maiden tightly grasped the arm of another shrine maiden, with tears of fear in her eyes.

Both of them were wearing red and white shrine maiden costumes. The white outer garments and slightly faded scarlet hakama gave off an air of ancient times.

Moreover, due to the limitations of the times and the fact that they were handmade, their shrine maiden costumes were far less gorgeous and exquisite than those of Natsume's classmate at that time. Instead, they looked rough and simple, and even a little shabby.

The two have lived in a shrine since childhood, and everything around them is information about the gods. It is almost impossible for a rebellious shrine maiden to appear, but this possibility actually occurred one day.

Because one of them seems to have some knowledge or memories that do not belong to this world.

"Tsubaki, you don't understand at all. This world is wrong."

"The whole shrine has a whiff of fakeness to it, and nothing makes sense."

"And you want me to serve some inexplicable god for the rest of my life. I absolutely don't agree with that!"

Gritting her teeth, the rebellious Tongzi spoke in a decisive tone towards the girl in front of her who had the best relationship with her and was even somewhat related to her.

When talking about the mistakes of the world and the falsity of the shrine, the shrine maiden named Hitomi could barely keep her tone calm, but once she talked about having to serve for a lifetime, her tone became excited and excited.

She was only fourteen years old and didn't want that kind of miserable life.

Obviously, this is the fundamental reason why the witch tried to resist.

She doesn't agree whether gods exist or not.

The more people around her tried to impose religious content on her, the more she resented the alternative consciousness formed based on the memories of a time traveler. She wanted to leave here, do what she wanted to do, and find her place in this world.

This is a personality that is completely different from Natsume's. Natsume is content with the status quo, while this miko is enterprising and full of fighting spirit.

This is probably because of the living environment and experience that led to the formation of two completely different personalities.

Chapter 477: Angel Power

Natsume Sonoko rarely wants to get to know a stranger so eagerly.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but put herself into the perspective of another person, and showed expressions of curiosity or surprise according to the other person's actions and words.

The sharp contrast in their personalities gave Natsume a refreshing feeling, especially since the other person had a face that was almost exactly the same as hers.

There was an eerie feeling of looking in a mirror, and Natsume's attention was all focused on the rebellious priestess. This was the first time she faced her so-called past life.

She was wearing a simple shrine maiden costume, her long hair was combed into a bun, and the wooden clogs on her feet made only a slight sound when she stepped on the wooden boards.

Her every move displayed good upbringing and etiquette, the result of years of training, and perfectly met Natsume's definition of a young lady, even though the requirements for etiquette had long since changed in the two eras.

Time and space seemed to be misaligned at this moment, connecting two originally unconnected existences in a bizarre way.

Dreams can reflect things in real life and even recreate a person's experiences. This is because the brain unconsciously wraps up memories to form real dreams.

And now, Natsume is equivalent to "seeing" fragments of the past life of that shrine maiden.

"It's over. Is this all there is to this dream?"

"By the way, the two of them are arguing. The miko from the previous life doesn't want to be a miko anymore, and her friends keep trying to persuade her."

Suddenly coming to his senses, Natsume sat blankly on his desk, his head full of the information he had just observed.

This was somewhat different from what she had thought before. Natsume originally thought that the shrine maiden was a good shrine maiden, but she didn't expect that she was actually a bad shrine maiden.

This also made Natsume feel happy. It seemed like this was a choice she would make. She also didn't like feudal superstitions.

However, the situation faced by the shrine maiden is completely different from that of Natsume. Natsume Sonoko's dislike is just dislike, but the shrine maiden has to face the pressure from society and public opinion.

And to make an analogy, so many adults are using them as guinea pigs for scientific experiments, and their friends are in danger and attacks from time to time, but Natsume has no thoughts or ideas of rebelling against the scientific side. It has to be said that this is a huge step backward.

But what can I say? As long as Natsume is happy, it's fine. She knows very well that this is her idea and is not affected by other forces. The right hand of Kamijou-senpai can prove it.

"So, the miko in the previous life was called Tongzi. It sounds so perfunctory."

"It seems that she doesn't even have a last name. She's just called Hitomi. Is that because she has beautiful eyes?"

"But why doesn't anyone praise my beautiful eyes? They all look the same."

Natsume was slightly startled, and subconsciously opened the notebook on his desk, and turned some of the information he had obtained into mysterious Martian text. Very good, I hope that in the future Natsume will still be able to understand what I wrote.

Suddenly I wanted to take a good look at my eyes, but the gauze on my eyes was still attached, so I had to give up this inexplicable idea.

However, although the eyes can't see anything, the brain can see something that is more distant and mysterious than the limit of vision.

"Based on the content of the dream, the other party may have encountered the same problem as me. Miss Tongzi is very likely a time traveler as well."

"That's not right. Miss Tongzi was my previous life, so there shouldn't be any difference in the memories of the time traveler. If we consider her and I as a whole, then I am the only time traveler."

"Something is still wrong. Maybe we should still be counted as two people. Ms. Tongzi is a time traveler from the past, and I am a time traveler from the present. We are only connected by the bond of souls. It's really annoying. It's so troublesome to tell them apart."

Rubbing his not-so-bright head, Natsume always likes to do some small movements when thinking, which seems to make him feel better.

Since it doesn't seem right no matter how I think about it, I might as well stop thinking about it. Both answers seem to be right anyway.

However, the previous question has not been solved yet, and Natsume immediately thought of more things.

Not surprisingly, the witch most likely possessed the same perception abilities as herself.

The wooden bow that helped Letili to break free and the power contained in the bow were all things left behind by that pupil, and were inextricably linked to the phase.

And in previous experiences, part of the strange sense of familiarity that arose in the ocean of phases was likely to have come from the other party.

"Ms. Hitomi undoubtedly has that kind of perception. Only by seeing the true face of this world can she discover the mistakes of the world and the falsehood of the shrine. This world, which is layered like a huge piece of Meiji, will not be liked by anyone who sees it."

"She chose to leave the shrine, perhaps for this reason, to find the truth about the world or something."

As he thought about it, Natsume seemed to have some kind of resonance with the girl he had never met before, and even tried to guess what she was thinking.

She had long wanted to complain to someone about this messed up world, but no one who understood her had appeared, and she had no way to explain such bizarre things to anyone. Now, even though such a person had appeared, he was no longer in this world.

Time in the outside world keeps slipping away, and each dream bubble is being observed.

Compared to that vast tributary of the dream, the number of bubbles observed by Natsume can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean, but it still gave her a basic impression of the priestess.

A large amount of information about the shrine maiden continued to flow into Natsume's head. Most of it was worthless and messy dreams, but there seemed to be some useful information mixed in.

In one of Miss Miko's dreams, some simple guesses about the other party's own perception abilities were recorded.

Unlike Natsume's almost perfunctory attitude towards exploration, the miko burst out with great enthusiasm for the perception ability that both parties possess, because this is an important force for her to break free from the cage and seek her true self.