Chapter 358. [What Language Do Bilinguals Dream In?]
I was drifting in the darkness.
Sinking deeper and deeper... or so I thought at that moment.
[Iroha!][Iroha-chan!][Iroha-sama!]
I felt like someone was calling my name.
A beam of light pierced through the darkness like a guidepost.
Following the voice, I began to rise toward it.
Eventually...
“Ah, I'm awake.”
I slowly opened my eyelids.The dense, overwhelming smell of greenery brought back the memory of where I was.
(That's right, this is... the depths of the Amazon. I got lost out here.)
I was lying on the ground.
In front of me, within reach of my outstretched arm, lay my smartphone.
The screen showed a MyTube playback, the seek bar stopped at the very end.
(So, I passed out while watching a video?)
The title on the screen revealed it was an archive of a ‘Bet’ Game stream.
I usually don’t rewatch my own streams, but this time there had been conversations without me present, so I downloaded it out of curiosity.
“Guys... cough, cough.”
When I tried to speak, only a frail, raspy cough escaped my throat.
This was the third day without water. Today was the deadline.
(Yeah, this is my reality. Haha... that was such a blissful dream, though.)
That place now felt so distant.
I closed my eyelids once again.
(Sorry I couldn’t save you.)
I silently apologized to the Secret Service woman.
But my body just wouldn’t move anymore.
(If I’m going to die anyway...)
I’d rather fall asleep in a happy dream than succumb to this harsh reality.
I wanted to dream again.
If I could dream again, what would it be about?
Maybe a collaboration with overseas creators would be fun.
(Now that I think about it, someone once asked me, “What language do multilinguals dream in?”)
In my case, it depends on the people in the dream.
If I’m talking to foreigners, it’s in a foreign language; with Japanese people, it’s in Japanese.
(It’s just like my thought process.)
When I speak in English, I think in English.
At least, most of the time.
Since gaining my [cheat-like translation ability], now more refined as a [language cheat ability], it’s been that way.
Then came the follow-up question:
(What about when you’re alone in your dreams?)
Dreams with no other characters.
Dreams where it’s just me.
In those cases, it depends on the setting or scenario.
At home, it’s Japanese. In the U.S., it’s English.
(Hah, even now, I’m thinking about linguistics...)
Still, this ability brought me together with everyone.
I was grateful for it, even if it couldn’t save me in the end.
With that, I fully closed my eyes.
The world turned dark once again...
“—Nooo, Iroha-chan~! You can’t dieee~!”
I thought I heard someone crying out in desperation.
Haha, I know. That’s just a hallucination.
A single tear fell onto my cheek. I knew it too was an illusion.
I sank into a deep sleep.
“......”
Drip. Drip, drip... drip, drip, drip.
The tears fell endlessly, not just on my cheeks but all over my body.
Wait, no. This wasn’t...?!
I realized and jolted upright.
“Could it be... rain?”
The one crying was the sky.
In an instant, it turned into a torrential downpour.
Was this what they call a squall?
The water I had wished for so desperately, now in abundance...
“Ha, ha... gulp... gulp, ahh!”
I opened my mouth wide, letting the rain quench my thirst as I stretched my tongue to catch every drop.
“Ah... ahhh, waaahhh!”
Before I knew it, I was crying aloud.
I cried as I drank the rainwater.
Ah, I’m alive.
I could feel life so clearly now.
It was truly a blessing of rain.
I felt like the world itself was telling me, “Don’t die yet.”
After thoroughly savoring the rain, I came to my senses.
“! Right, of course!”
My mind started working again.
I grabbed an empty Dedecamin bottle and began filling it with rainwater.
Once it was full, I brought it to the lips of the Secret Service woman.
But there was no response.
I desperately called out to her.
《Drink! Please drink! You can’t die yet!》
《...G-gulp.》
Her throat moved faintly.
She managed to swallow the water.
“...Thank goodness, I made it in time.”
I exhaled in relief.
The Secret Service woman hadn’t given up on living. She was still fighting.
“We were lucky. Really, really lucky.”
If the rain hadn’t come.
No, even if it had come, if I’d stayed unconscious...
“It’s all thanks to everyone.”
The voices I thought were hallucinations had saved me.
Their calls kept me alive.
We barely made it past the deadline.
However, I still didn’t understand the terror of nature.
The next threat had already begun creeping toward us.
“Water is a blessing. But... when will it stop?”
The rain that had saved us...
Now, it began to show its true colors—.
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