92 Picnic

“It’s easier if you think of this place as a dream.”

“A dream...?”

“Yeah. Alchemist is a spell that stores wishes and makes them real.”

So Name had used magic to make a dream come true within a dream?

Yuna still tilted her head in confusion.

Every time she took a step, the dew-laden grass squelched beneath her feet, and the cold air entering and leaving her lungs felt so real that she couldn’t possibly believe it was fake.

“Name, then what are those people over there? Are they magic, too?”

Haru was curious about the blond-haired siblings.

“Yeah, if you want to call it magic. In a way, they’re also people I missed.”

“I still don’t understand what’s going on...”...