Forced to Become a Yaksha Every Night

Looking out the window, I saw a man standing not far away with his head bowed. He wasn't looking at me, and I saw no point in making a fool of myself again. I turned my gaze to the neatly folded blanket and fell into thought. Then I lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep. Meanwhile, in the real world, I opened my eyes, still feeling a little dazed. The warm blanket kept me wrapped up in it, while the glaring light made me feel even more disoriented. So where had I gone last night?

- Dream from the night of December 31, 2020 to January 1, 2021 -

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.