He reached out towards the person beside him, but instead of feeling a soft and supple body, his hand encountered something hard and slightly painful...
As he continued to feel around, Fushimi Roku realized something was wrong. Why was there no left hand on this person?!
He suddenly threw back the blanket, only to find Kazama Tatsuya lying next to him, half-naked and equally astonished.
Fushimi Roku woke up, but not completely. He knew he was still dreaming, and he knew the dream wasn’t over yet.
The two of them quickly separated to opposite sides of the bed, each clutching the blanket to cover themselves, staring at each other in disbelief.
Fushimi Roku instinctively looked down at his own body to see if he was still wearing panties, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He subconsciously wondered why he was dreaming of sleeping with Kazama Tatsuya. Could it be that in reality he had ended up with Kazama Tatsuya somehow?
While pondering this, the dream suddenly shifted from a pink, springtime dream to a thundering green train.
Fushimi Roku and Kazama Tatsuya stood atop the train carriage, the wind howling in their faces, the sky filled with dark clouds. In the distance was a bridge spanning the sea, waves crashing violently against the cliffs, and lightning snaking across the ocean like a wild beast.
Fushimi Roku had never had a dream before.
He knew where he was; once he and Minamoto Tamako had boarded this green train, accompanied by detectives from the Police Department, the Inakawa Association underworld, and members of the Heavenly Punishment Group.
Kazama Tatsuya stood opposite him, equally bewildered. He turned his head, seeming to search for the figure of his daughter.
That’s when Fushimi Roku remembered that, in a sense, he was considered Kazama Tatsuya’s daughter’s murderer.
Since it was just a dream, he decided to leave first.
The train traveled onto the sea bridge, and Fushimi Roku leapt off, intending to use the fall to wake himself up.
Typically, when experiencing sleep paralysis or nightmares from which you can’t wake up, jumping from a height in the dream triggers your defense mechanism and wakes you up.
However, before he had a chance to fall, he felt his ankle being grabbed by someone.
Fushimi Roku looked up to see Watanabe Shun leaning out of the train window, holding his ankle and shouting, "Brother! Don’t do anything rash! I’ll take you to have some fun!"
Just as he finished speaking, the dream changed again.
From the howling train, it transformed into a strange room with purple lighting.
With just a blink, Fushimi Roku realized he had gone from being upside down to sitting. Under him was a black leather sofa, with Watanabe Shun and Kazama Tatsuya sitting on either side, while in front of them was a curtain of vibrant crystals.
"Welcome to Yoshiwara Hangetsu Hall~"
Delicate hands parted the crystal curtain, revealing an elegant leg and a smooth white abdomen. The newcomer was a stunning older woman dressed in the sheer fabric of a dancing girl, her body graceful... Following her was another older woman with a large bust clad in a white sweater, and a supermodel-like figure resembling Moriyama Yasurou.
A bubble bath parlor?
Fushimi Roku finally understood what kind of dream he was having, as the voluptuous older woman mounted him and used her soft red lips and teeth to undo his shirt buttons.
"Join us in the bathtub~"
The buxom older woman pulled him up from the sofa. Together, the six of them headed to the bathroom, where a line of waterbeds was laid on the floor. Although Fushimi Roku thought having two men accompanying him was a bit odd, perhaps the sensation of being in a group would be more exciting...
Just as an orgy seemed inevitable, Fushimi Roku suddenly heard his phone ringing.
"Ring ring ring... ring ring ring..."
He woke up to the noise.
Fushimi Roku opened his eyes, and the living room of the Kazama family was still dimly lit. His mind was groggy, and he could smell the alcohol on himself, with the phone ringing coming from his pocket.
He looked down to see that the caller was Minamoto Tamako.
"It’s so loud! Whose phone is that?" Watanabe Shun shouted with his eyes closed, "I was just at the good part of the dream, hang up the phone!"