Togawa leaves our world behind, following Matsubue into the Meikai. There, they encounter a mystery Spiral once worshiped by the ancients. It offers them new, happier lives--or death. Will they ever return to the world from whence they came

Once upon a dream, there was a girl just starting out at college and a boy she fell in love with. But despite being a dream, things weren't as perfect as they hoped: When Togawa joins the dream analysis club, she finds the only thing better than one Matsubue... is two Matsubues!

Drunken Dreams Determine Devoted Desolation Matsubue and Togawa are on the outs - all because he had a dream about.. himself? But not himself. But still himself. It turns out escaping from the Meikai isn't as easy as anybody hoped for, and even second chance reboots get sucked back when the original's in need. Can this Matsubue save the original?

Togawa is dating the resident class weirdo, and their relationship is even more non-standard than she expected! They've never even kissed, but he's tasted her tears, cleaned her ears, and shaved the nape of her neck! And also walked her through a Buddhist ritual that opened her third eye and brought her spiritual peace and a good night's sleep. It is indeed a wonder, in more ways than one, that she can't help but feel drawn to him.

Past and future. Reality and illusion. Fate and possibility. It all comes together at the peak of the Meikai. The lord of the underworld reveals his true face, and a new set of deceptive tricks. The key to regaining all that has been lost is close, but the last few steps may be the hardest yet.

Which came first - the Wizard or the Egg? Togawa thought she was getting a handle on the weirdness in her life - not an easy task around Matsubue, the strangest of the strange. And sure enough, life only gets more and more bizarre amidst a house full of trapped reflections, talking chickens, travelling gods, and a NO! BOOM! telekinetic girl from the local elementary school. Every time Togawa thinks she's starting to understand, the web gets increasingly tangled in an eternal state of Discommunication.