"Snap!"
Upon hearing the crisp sound of a slap coming from the big bed, Taurus, the director studying the Compass, and Pisces looked back in astonishment, only to find that Leon's left cheek was slightly red, as if someone had just slapped him hard.
What's going on now?
After glancing at Leon, who seemed a bit aggrieved, and then at Fredri, whose cheeks were flushed and face carried a hint of angry displeasure, Taurus couldn't help but turn to Pisces beside him, hoping she could explain what just happened.
"I'm not too sure either..."
Facing Taurus's inquisitive gaze, Pisces shrugged helplessly.
"Theoretically, two people who are completely dreaming shouldn't be able to control their bodies, but those two butterflies they use inherently have the effect of blurring the line between dreams and reality, so they aren't completely separated from reality either.
