【作業用BGM】午前零時の居場所｜ファンタジージャズ音楽｜十二時の鐘が鳴り止むまで #7

A voice reached me in the dream. Return to the world you came from. Or find a life somewhere in one of the six nights. Choose, it said — and nothing more. Behind my closed eyes, worlds drifted past. A night washed in moonlight. The silence of deep water. The sound of a flute. The edge of a pond where a map of stars lay open. And then — the scent of fog brushed through me. I— Low and unhurried, a voice seemed to find me from somewhere deep inside. ――――✦―――― London is wrapped in fog again tonight. The gaslights bleed at their edges. The cobblestones are slick with rain. A carriage sounds somewhere in the distance, then disappears. I push open the door to the detective's office. In the lamplight, he is reading through papers. He doesn't look up. Same as always. "…So you came." His low voice settles quietly into the room. "What's the case this time?" At that, he finally raises his eyes. A long, steady look. "…Tonight, there's nothing. No client. No warning letter. Just a night." Strange. This man, letting a night pass with nothing to solve. The fire shifted in the hearth. And on the table — two cups of tea, already waiting. "…You were prepared." "Naturally." He closed the folder. "…May I ask you something?" He set down his cup and looked at me. "Do you know — where I came from?" A brief silence. "Speaking as a detective —" His quiet voice dissolved into the sound of the fire. "The evidence is complete. Including the reason you won't be going home tonight." The midnight bell began to toll. One. Two. Three — I'm not disappearing. Not tonight. He glanced out the window, then looked back at me. The same calm eyes as always. But tonight — just tonight — something in them was softer. "I believe I told you before," he said. "— Stay a little longer this time." The bell finished tolling. Its echo faded quietly into the fog. — I was still here. fin. #StudyMusic #FantasyMusic #ReadingMusic #BackgroundMusic #RelaxingMusic