Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

Because the dream's owner is actually Meow Dream, all she needs to do is experience a "fall" outside the dream world to completely destroy the entire dream, causing others to die within the dream world and thus wake up in reality.

So, was the colossal wave she saw in her dream just her being thrown into the sea?

So you're the only one who suffered?

Miao Meng rolled her eyes angrily, but because there was still sand in her eyelashes, she shook the sand into her eyes as she rolled her eyes, causing her to cover her eyes and roll around in the shallow seawater several times.

"Why does a dream have to feel so real?!" Meow Dream sulked and got up.

“It’s not real, how could it fool Medine?” Xiangzi held out his hand and offered her a wine glass filled with a drink. “Spmony from my dreams, want to try it?”

"Spromoni? That's a cocktail." Miao Meng took the glass and sipped it. The orange flavor was the base, and the sweet taste with a hint of bitterness reminded her of the seaside... no, this is the seaside.

"Anyway, it's just a dream." Xiangzi smiled mischievously. "It's okay."

"Yes, yes, anyway, it was in a dream." Miao Meng tilted her head back and took a big gulp. "Anyway, it was just a little sweet water with little alcohol content."

She turned her head and looked at Xiangzi, who was wearing a white dress and a wide-brimmed straw hat.

“Now that we’ve come this far, Xiangzi,” Miaomeng said, a hint of expectation in her voice, “who do you plan to have design the dream?”

Let me do it?

This is the subtext of Meow Dream.

"what?"

As a result, Xiangzi tilted his head and showed an expression of taking it for granted.

"Of course I'll do it myself."

The Tale of Reincarnation: The Path of Fall, the Road of No Return: Chapter 598 Shall we play beach volleyball?

"Although the barrier is based on the creation of dreams, it is still a real space. Whether it is a magical girl or an ordinary person, the process of entering the barrier is clear and conscious without being controlled by the witch's kiss. There will be no situation where they do not remember what happened in the middle."

On a beach in California, Xiangzi is still sharing knowledge about dreams with everyone.

Xiangzi glossed over the question of who designed his dream.

She could tell that Miaomeng really wanted this position, but just to be on the safe side, she decided to do it herself. She needed to know every detail of something so crucial in order to minimize the possibility of any unexpected problems.

She could see the longing in Miaomeng's eyes.

After all, she had talked to Miaomeng about so many things related to hobbies, and she knew Miaomeng's dreams and what she wanted to do very well.

Having grown up immersed in the industry, Xiangzi clearly understands what the name "Dream House" means to those in the field—it's essentially a compliment to the industry, a realm that Miaomeng desperately wants to reach.

Miao dreams of becoming a director, wants to be famous, and wants to create her own works—Xiangzi knows all of this.

But... she just didn't feel comfortable entrusting such an important task to someone else. Miaomeng could assist her in designing these two layers of dreams, but Xiangzi felt it wasn't safe for her to take over the project.

However, this is just a thought at the moment.

The very next day, after waking up, Xiangzi changed his mind and handed over the task of designing the dream entirely to Miaomeng, giving her a chance to fulfill her dream.

As for the reason, it all started with her first test of the dream she designed.

But let's not skip ahead too much time, let's take it one step at a time and turn our attention back to the California beaches of our dreams for now.

Even in dreams, they still need the Dream House to enter the dream within a dream. The Dream House in the dream is a medium they created to use the Dream House in reality within the dream. Without this medium, it would be very troublesome to continue using the functions of the Dream House in the dream world.

Xiangzi closed his suitcase and patted its lid.

“This seemingly unremarkable briefcase has now become our last hope,” she said. “Of course, we also cannot do without your intelligence support, which provides us with real-time updates on Medine’s movements and helps us find the best opportunity to use the machine on her in a safe environment.”

“This thing isn’t protected by law, nor will it be hindered by law. It’s a complete gray area. We can use it openly wherever we can directly contact Medien.” Rebecca leaned on the table and gave Xiangzi a thumbs up. “It’s all thanks to you guys who hang out with supernatural creatures all day that you have so many clever ideas.”

"Don't you usually come into contact with witches?" Miao Meng asked casually.

She was a little curious; since Rebecca was already a magical girl,

“No, my Grief Seeds have a dedicated supply channel, and magical girls like me who work for the government have similar channels.” Rebecca blinked. “It seems you don’t. Could it be that all the magical girls in your country are ‘wild’?”

"Is there such a good thing?"

"It's not some kind of captive witch or something..." Xiangzi frowned.

“Several prisons that hold death row inmates have ‘breeding farms’ that can basically meet the needs of all the magical girls in the country,” Rebecca said nonchalantly. “You know, some states don’t have the death penalty, and they have a lot of prisons filled with extreme negative emotions. They’re all good resources.”

"Do you... have someone specifically doing related research?" Xiangzi asked with some difficulty.

"You're asking me? Who should I ask? I'm just a nobody. As long as I have enough food and pay, I can't worry about much else." Rebecca shrugged helplessly. "But as far as I know, big gangs—like the ones from Sicily—also use the same method to raise witches to provide logistical support for their fighting force. However, the location where gangs raise witches is definitely not in prisons."

"As for where it is... with so many homeless people, robberies, and murders in the streets and alleys, no one really cares whether a witch is involved or not."

"..."

"..."

"..."

All the magical girls present, originally from the reeds, fell silent because of Rebecca's seemingly nonchalant words.

"The world is so diverse," Miao Meng sighed after a long while. "What we're trying our best to stop has already become an industry on the other side of the Pacific."

She shrugged, recalling the captive witch she had encountered by chance, "Money."

"Looks like I'm still too kind-hearted."

The first day of missing money.

The little topic that Miaomeng interrupted didn't last long. Soon, Xiangzi continued explaining the topic he hadn't finished earlier, emphasizing the rules and precautions of the dream world once again.

Then there is no more then.

She finished speaking.

He glanced at the time; there were still fifteen minutes until he woke up in the real world, which was about three hours in the dream. Xiangzi took advantage of the different time flow in the dream... to have some fun.

She only agreed after others strongly urged her to do it; it wasn't because she wanted to do it herself, really!

Three hours is enough time to watch "The Godfather". Since the allotted time is fixed, there's no need to wake up early.

What can I do after waking up? Fifteen minutes is not enough time to think. I'd rather spend three hours here thinking.

So Xiangzi had no objections and decided to relax a bit and enjoy the California beaches he had only seen in his childhood.

Rebecca is a true Californian with deep memories of the beach; every grain of sand and every wave in her dreams feels just like reality.

Xiangzi walked barefoot along the beach, feeling the cool, refreshing sensation of the seawater reaching his ankles.

Her white dress fluttered gently in the wind, like a flower. Xiangzi kept her head down, carefully avoiding seashells and small crabs burrowing in the sand. The waves lapped against her calves, splashing a little wet on the hem of her dress.

The sun was shining brightly, and the sunlight reflected off the sea seemed to drape Xiangzi in a thin veil of light. The light shone through her white dress, making it appear as a hazy, semi-transparent material. Through the semi-transparent dress, one could vaguely see Xiangzi's perfectly proportioned figure.

"Wow, what a stunning view!" Miao Meng exclaimed, sipping her drink. "She really has absolutely no self-awareness."

"Don't look at what you shouldn't see, meowmengzi." Hailing, wearing sunglasses, lay on a sun lounger, her hands behind her head and her legs crossed. "I'm thinking about your personal safety."

"Hey, hey, Hatsuko's here with Shoko, nobody's going to bother me." Meow Dream waved her hand.

Not far away, a large blond man with hair that reflected the sunlight followed behind Xiangzi.

Miaomeng took a big gulp of the drink in her cup, then lay back down on the recliner.

"And I'm wearing sunglasses too. The advantage of wearing sunglasses is that no one knows what you're looking at." Miao Meng lifted her sunglasses and gave Hai Ling a flirty wink.

She stretched on the sun lounger, relaxing her muscles, and looked at the sun through her sunglasses.

"Hey, Hai Zi."

"Ok?"

"I may never feel so relaxed again."

"If you want, you can relax at Dream House for two or three hours anytime, since only ten minutes have passed in the real world anyway."

"Don't be so insensitive, okay? I was just describing how the situation would become increasingly tense."

"Ah."

"..."

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"Hai Zi, are you a tapeworm in my stomach?" Miao Meng sighed. "I've talked to Xiang Zi a lot these past few days."

"Looks like I've been eliminated."

"You're a great straight man."

"I know that."

"Xiangzi is having some self-doubt. Although the problem isn't too serious yet, I'll still talk to you about it first."

"You're telling me? What about the others?"

"Hatsuko and Mutsuko, to put it bluntly, they are completely obedient to Xiangzi." Miaomeng glanced at him. "Haizi, you are different. You are detached from this."

"I made an agreement with Xiangzi."

“An agreement is not a reason to stand aside and let others dictate to us. What if Xiangzi changes her mind? We won’t be able to stop her then.” Miao Meng’s expression was very serious. “You are the last line of defense.”

"how about you."

"Me? What can I possibly do?" Miao Meng pulled at her face and made a face. "You don't expect me to beat Xiangzi, do you?"

"..." Hai Ling took off her glasses, revealing bluish-green eyes. "What do you want me to do? Kill her?"

"I don't know." Miao Meng bit her lip. "Actually, I don't know what will happen. I just have a... premonition, an indescribable premonition, which has become more and more obvious lately."

She looked at Xiangzi's dreamlike and hazy figure in the sunlight, and recalled the self-doubting words Xiangzi had spoken to her, the fear and helplessness revealed in the deepest part of his bright golden eyes.

Just as Xiangzi could see Miaomeng's yearning for dream-making, Miaomeng could also see the confusion deep in Xiangzi's heart.

Miao Meng knew that Xiangzi was like someone who had just woken up on a slope, slowly sliding down in an uncontrollable direction, and when he had slid down to a certain point, he would fall.

What will happen then...?

"Hai Zi, what to do then, perhaps only you know."

"..." Hailing silently withdrew her gaze.

It took a long time before he gave his response.

"I'll pay attention."

—"Hey, you guys."

Suddenly, a loud voice drew everyone's attention.

"Want to play beach volleyball?" A beach volleyball about the size of a watermelon spun between Rebecca's fingers. "Six people fit perfectly, two teams."

So Rebecca has a really loud voice.

"But I'm wearing a dress." Xiangzi looked down at her white dress with embarrassment.

“You’re wearing a swimsuit underneath, what are you afraid of?” Rebecca glanced at her dismissively. “You don’t really think this flimsy dress can cover you up, do you?”

"Wha, what?!"

"Stop dawdling, are you coming or not?" Rebecca tossed the ball to Xiangzi. "Are you afraid of losing?"

"Huh?" Xiangzi raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, I forgot you were wearing a little skirt and it wasn't convenient for you to move around." Rebecca grinned and gave Xiangzi a cheeky smile.

"Coming right up." Xiangzi rolled up her sleeves... no, wait, she took off her dress, revealing her school swimsuit underneath.

Why school swimsuits?

Well, let's not worry about those details.

Most importantly, it stirred up her trivial competitive spirit.

"It's me, Chu Hua, and Team Mu Yi." Xiangzi naturally grabbed the two most cooperative players. "The three of you, 21 points, best two out of three, how about it?"

"Are you taking this so seriously?" Rebecca was somewhat surprised by her enthusiasm.

"Of course, Desuwa!" Xiangzi walked to the baseline of the beach volleyball court. "Are you coming or not?"

Hailing and Miaomeng exchanged a glance.

"What did you say?" Miaomeng asked.

"Let's keep her company, we have nothing else to do anyway," Hai Ling said casually.