Because of a word from her keeper, she directly brought everyone in the living room into Tsurumi's dream, or rather, brought the scene from Tsurumi's dream directly into reality.
Ever since becoming a deity, the little Tapir has become increasingly adept at mastering these powers of illusion and reality.
...
"Where is this?"
Tsurumi Aoi narrowed her eyes, scanning her surroundings, and found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment.
A spacious courtyard with an antique charm.
White sand covered the ground, and in one corner of the courtyard stood a uniquely shaped stone arrangement, with a Zen-inspired dry landscape garden style, somewhat similar to the courtyard at Yoshihikari Temple's home.
The garden's landscape was clear and vivid, yet upon closer inspection, there was a faint surreal feeling about it.
At this moment, Tsurumi's consciousness was very clear.
She remembered what had just happened, remembered it very clearly—
