Lead the other world.

"Dream... this is a dream...? Where's the dream from...?

It was citrus fruit that I had remembered how it had been up to now, but suddenly it didn't lead me to be in the woods at night, and it was unnecessarily confusing.

Citrus stopped thinking again and got up and started walking in the right direction.

How many minutes, how many hours have passed? Citrus noticed that the ground was uphill.

(Mountain...... I wonder...)

Citrus vegetables, which had not eaten for a few days, were physically already coming to a limit, and slowly lowered their hips against the trees that were just around the corner.

A cold wind blew the body of the citrus fruit that made me walk and sweat a little after a while, cooling the body of the citrus fruit.

Citrus sneezed small and sat in gymnastics to bury his face on his lap.

(Cold...... I'm hungry...)

- Pota... Pota...

One, two and Shizukuishi fell from the top of his shoulder, and eventually the rain began to quietly make noises that cooled both the body and the heart of the citrus fruit.

(I can't move anymore...)

The citrus trees, which were losing their energy and strength to stand up and were losing their vitality from their eyes, fell aside as they were. Tears were overflowing from my eyes.

Then three black wolf-like monsters appeared that seemed to be two metres long from the shade of the tree as if they were going after such an already creative citrus fruit that they slowly approached the citrus fruit with a tingle.

Citrus vegetables had a slight grin when it came to death approaching the brink of no wonder and fear.

(I... wonder if I will die... If your brother and father were dead, would I see you...? I wonder if I can meet your father, mother and brother in heaven...... If so...... I'm glad...)

But the citrus trees never lost their lives when the monsters attacked them.

It was when the distance between the monster and the citrus was about two meters. Suddenly a fierce flash of light spread over a cup of citrus vegetables, and a fierce roar in the rain shook the eardrum.

(to...? Now……)

Citrus vegetables were pointed at those who had only eyes in their intact position. There was already no appearance of three monsters there, and one man standing dressed like a samurai with a sword making a sound and shining from the buckwheat. There was smoke coming out of the ground around the man standing for some reason.

The citrus vegetables have lost their mind at the end of the day confirming their appearance.

And when the man saw the citrus tree, the knife in his hand disappeared like smoke and ran over.

"Is he alive...?

I peeked into the face of the citrus and asked with a worrying look, but I saw no reaction and made sure I was breathing, stroking down my chest when I found out I was still alive.

Whoa, whoa.

- Patchy, patchy...

The fire burned the tree and the citrus fruit slowly woke up when I heard it jumping.

"Ah... the? I... am..."

"Mm, are you awake? I'm sorry, but I let you carry me on your own."

A samurai-like man dressed like a samurai brought to the wall near the entrance to the cave when the citrus vegetables turned to him with a slightly relieved look.

Apparently this is a cave built on the slopes of the mountains.

And I realized that the citrus fruit was the man who helped this man who was about to be attacked by the monsters, and that's when I remembered that I was about to die a little later.

"Why... why did you help me..."

"Why?"

"Don't do anything extra!! Later...... Later...... I might have seen your brothers!!

The man dressed like a samurai who didn't think he was going to help and yell at me had a bewildered look on his face when he was yelled at by citrus fruit.

- Grr...

After a period of silence, the small and adorable sound of that heavy air echoed into the cave.

The citrus sees his face red and his stomach suppressed. When the man smiled small, he lowered his hips near the burning tree and opened the lid of the pan. Hot air overflowed from inside the pan and an indescribably good aroma tickled the nostrils of the citrus.

I hurriedly leaned over when I noticed a man looking at himself as he unconsciously stared at the pot with a face where citrus seemed to want it. The man asked the citrus fruit, smiling bitterly at the look.

"Want some? You're hungry, aren't you?

The citrus grew stronger and tried to shake his neck sideways, but again his stomach rang small and he shook his neck weakly and vertically.