『 "This is a temporary interchange, so it looks a little rundown... The Reverie in the dreamscape is currently undergoing a revamp."
Misha bowed deeply to Stelle in apology. "I am sorry for bringing you such a poor check-in experience… but if you go to the Golden Hour, I believe all your troubles will vanish into thin air!"
Stelle looked at Misha and asked curiously, "What happened to the Reverie Hotel?"
"Are you asking about the Reverie Hotel in the Dreamscape? I'm not very clear on the specific details either, I'm very sorry…" Misha scratched his head awkwardly.
Stelle asked again, "What is the Golden Hour?"
"Perhaps you have already read about it in your Dreamscape Pass, but I can introduce it to you again!" Misha said excitedly, happy to be able to answer this question for Stelle.
"The Golden Hour is one of the twelve dreamscapes of Penacony, corresponding to the time of Midnight—here, the time in the dream stays forever in the moment before zero hour. Tomorrow will never come, and the revelry of this night will never end…"
"…Ah, but this does not mean that time in the dream is stagnant—to avoid causing physical and mental burdens to guests, the time scale in the Dreamscape is set to be consistent with reality, so please do not worry!"
Stelle nodded, then took out the note she had found on the table in her previous room.
A single line of words was written on it: 〖 "The impossible can also happen in dreams
Find it, and then you shall be granted an audience." 〗
Stelle took out the note and said to Misha, "I just picked up a note."
"A note? Did you find it in the room?"
Misha looked at the note in confusion, then muttered under his breath.
"Ah… could it be trash left behind by the previous guest…"
"It was my carelessness. I failed to clean up properly and caused you trouble… I am terribly sorry!"
After saying this, Misha bowed deeply once again.
Stelle waved her hand to indicate she didn't mind, then pressed on, "Where should I go to get to the Golden Hour?"
Hearing this, Misha turned his head and pointed to a large picture frame doorway not far ahead, smiling as he spoke.
"You just need to pass through that doorway over there, and you will arrive at the Golden Hour—I wish you an unforgettable sweet dream!"
Stelle nodded, waved goodbye to Misha, and walked up to the picture frame. Just as she had been sucked into the frame before, she reached out her hand towards it.
In the starry night sky of the Golden Hour, amidst the crowd of travelers looking upwards from below, a meteor streaked across the sky. But this was no ordinary meteor; it was Stelle, who had just been sucked into the frame and had truly entered the dream.
Stelle slowly opened her eyes, looking at the scenery rushing backward around her, and let out a confused hum.
Realizing her situation, she was shocked for a moment, constantly adjusting her posture in mid-air. After shifting into a bird-like pose, Stelle looked down at the feasting and revelry below, feeling the sensation of flight, and revealed a happy smile. 』
『 ....』
〘March 7th〙: You can actually smile in this situation?
〘Dan Heng〙: Perhaps she hasn't considered how she's going to land.
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『 Stelle flew forward triumphantly, and all the pedestrians on the road stopped to look at her.
Stelle had been flying happily, but upon realizing she was getting closer and closer to the ground, she panicked. She began trying to control her body, but it was no use. She crashed directly into the very center of the plaza's central circle, the massive impact shaking the platform a few times.
After the smoke cleared, Stelle was lying on the ground in the 'Yamcha pose' that everyone understood, with cracks she had smashed into the surface beneath her. 』
『 ....』
〘Stelle〙: Not good, children. I've crashed.
〘March 7th〙: Joy turns to sorrow. Don't think that just because you're in a dream you can fly, okay? This isn't a lucid dream.
〘Stelle〙: Shouldn't you be concerned about whether I'm okay or not?
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『 The surrounding passersby were initially surprised, but quickly returned to calm, as if this scene was very common. Some even took out their phones to take selfies for memories; maybe Stelle would see a picture of herself lying down on a post about Penacony later.
Stelle struggled to lift her head, sensing someone approaching from behind, and looked back.
She saw Robin looking at her with eyes full of worry, while Sunday stood aside with his hands on his hips watching the scene, seemingly finding it quite amusing. 』
『 ....』
〘Stelle〙: What loving eyes. Miss Robin, I love you!
〘March 7th〙: Please don't do this here.
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『 "Stelle, are you alright?" Robin asked with concern.
Stelle stood up and brushed the dust off her body. Hearing Robin's question, she shook her head and sighed.
"Surprisingly, I don't feel much."
"Hehe, after all, this is the Dreamscape," Robin laughed.
"It seems this guest isn't used to the transition from reality to the dream yet. Don't worry, this kind of 'weightlessness' is very common among travelers entering the dream for the first time," Sunday smiled and explained to Stelle.
"Robin, please help our friend adapt better to this sweet dream," he then said, looking at Robin.
"Mm, leave it to me." Robin used the power of Harmony to tune Stelle, allowing her to freely control her body within the Dreamscape.
Then, Sunday gave a long-winded explanation regarding the question Stelle had raised. After finishing his explanation, he smiled.
"Oh my… look at me, my occupational disease is acting up again. I can never fix this habit of lecturing others."
"Don't mind him, he's always like this. Please enjoy the paradise of sweet dreams the Family has built for everyone. We will take our leave now. Have fun!" Robin smiled at Stelle. 』
『 ....』
〘March 7th〙: You're finally on the right track. This entry into the dream was really full of twists and turns.
〘Stelle〙: This is the protagonist! This is the protagonist's treatment!
〘March 7th〙: If being a protagonist means encountering these little troubles everywhere, I'd rather not be a protagonist.
〘Dan Heng〙: If you didn't cause trouble, our little troubles wouldn't be so numerous. Like that time with Typhon.
〘March 7th〙: What are you saying, what are you saying! That ball even got a score of 100!
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『 After Robin and her brother left, Stelle contacted March 7th. On her recommendation, Stelle arrived in front of a giant eyeball.
According to March 7th, this was one of the must-visit attractions in the Golden Hour—Dr. Edward's Dreamscape Sales Store.
Dr. Edward looked at Stelle and said, "Welcome to the Dreamscape Sales Store, Nameless of the Astral Express!"
"How do you know who I am?" Stelle looked at the giant eyeball in front of her with confusion.
"It's the magic of psychoanalysis, Madam—Dr. Edward is at your service! You can experience all sorts of novel and interesting dreams here—from productions by Clock Studios to private donations, we have everything!"
"If I am not mistaken, this is your first time in Penacony, correct?"
Stelle shook her head and said, "I am not."
"No, you are!" Dr. Edward retorted with a tone of absolute confidence.
"Rest assured, Dr. Edward will provide you with meticulous assistance to help you select your first dream, so you can fully enjoy the audiovisual feast that can only be experienced in a dream!"
"Analysis complete! I think you will definitely like this Dream Bubble."
"It comes from a private anonymous donation. It is said that the memories within… belong to the fallen Aeon, Akivili! I can guarantee you, this Dream Bubble is absolutely suitable for you!" 』
『 ....』
〘Stelle〙: Is this the legendary 8D movie?
〘Kiana Kaslana〙: The kind of movie where you feel like you're really there?
〘Anby〙: Want to watch, want to experience!
〘Billy Kid〙: Then you definitely can't watch a zombie movie, Anby. You would definitely chop all the zombies to death.
〘Herta〙: Akivili's memories? Interesting.
〘Aha〙: Akivili! Wuwu, Aha misses you so much~
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