Shiro-san made a flamboyant entrance, looking like the last boss of an
RPG. Hearing her say about how she's "excited" made me feel slightly
uneasy.
W- Well, it seems like she's in a good mood, so I guess it's great in a
way… right?
[A- Anyway, let's get going, shall we?]
[Please wait a moment.]
[…Ehh?]
[An extremely serious situation occurred.]
I was about to regain my composure and was thinking of heading for
the festival, but Shiro-san stopped me. What is this? A serious situation?
I don't get any sense of urgency at all from the expressionless face she
always had…
I mean, I mean, what the heck is this situation that Shiro-san, the God of
Creation, considers serious?
[My hands are available.]
[…Yes?]
[My hands are available.]
[…Errr, is that the serious situation?]
[Yes. This is an extremely serious situation. We can't leave like this.]
[...…]
Is she asking me to hold hands with her? No, she's being too
roundabout if it's just that… Ahh, I see. Perhaps, Shiro-san wanted me
to be the one to suggest holding hands with her.
That's why she won't directly say it…
[That's right.]
…and she directly affirmed it. However, hmmm. It would be another
thing if we were in a normal city, but at a festival where there are a lot
of people, walking hand in hand with the most beautiful woman and the
God of the world, Shiro-san… Rather than just something that takes a
lot of courage, I feel so embarrassed that I'm shying away from it…
[…With my hands free, I may not be able to truly enjoy the festival. If
that happens, "a certain statue" might be inadvertently displayed in the
Sanctuary.]
[Shiro-san! Since we're on a date, please hold hands with me!!!]
[Fumu, I guess it can't be helped. If Kaito-san really wants to hold hands
with me so much, I guess I'll allow it.]
[...]
I forgot about it… Come to think it, she possesses a really frightening
hostage. This won't do, as long as that sad creature is in Shiro-san's
hands, I can't ignore her request.
Giving up from resisting, I grasped Shiro-san's left hand with my right
ha… It's so soft!?
Well, Shiro-san really is unfair. She's so perfect down to the smallest
detail, and her really soft skin feels so superb that it feels like my hands
were being drawn in it.
I don't know how to describe the pleasant scent drifting towards me,
but it smells really nice… To put it simply, she's an extremely flawless
beauty.
[Praise me more. Praises delights me.]
[...…]
Well, putting aside her airheaded personality…
Speaking of which, holding hands with her like this… makes me
suddenly remember how I had walked around with Kuro yesterday. It's
not that I was conscious of it, but yesterday, I was walking with Kuro on
my left, so I thought that today was the other way around.
[Mnhhh…]
It didn't really have any big meaning. It was just a random thought that
popped into my head, but soon after, a cold sweat ran down my spine.
Yes, it was here that I finally came to realize my fatal mistake. More
specifically, there's someone here who can read minds, and she's got
quite the rivalry with Kuro…
Leaking out a displeased grumble, Shiro-san then tightly hugged my
right arm and laid her head on my shoulder.
[Wait!? S- Shiro-san!?]
[This isn't something Kuro can't do with her height. It's my win.]
[I don't understand your criteria for win or lose though!? Also, t- they're
touching me…]
[Of course they are. These bulges are also something Kuro doesn't have.
Which means… It's my win.]
[Kuro isn't here, so why are you so proud of your victory!?]
Awawa, my arm… my right arm… It was sandwiched between Shirosan's very plump bulges…
I mean, t- they're amazing… I can feel their firm elasticity, but they're so
soft that my arm was sinking into it… D*mn it, not only does the God of
Creation have cheat-like powers, she also have a cheat-like body!? I- I
feel like my head is starting to spin…
[U- Ummm, Shiro-san. Please let go…]
[No.]
[N- No, I really couldn't hold it in anymore…]
[If you can tell me what exactly it is that you couldn't hold in anymore, I
might consider doing it.]
[Are you a Demon!?]
[No, I'm a God.]
This won't do, she still won't give in, and she's making the meanest
comment ever!? I mean, doesn't it seem like Shiro-san is being too
aggressive today!?
[…I'm just slightly excited.]
The excited Shiro-san is too scary. A- Anyway, calm down, let's compose
ourselves… Let's think of prime numbers and other difficult things…
Arehh? I've been trying to think of prime numbers and the formulas for
the Pythagorean Theorem, but why are the scenes of my time when I'm
mixed bathing with Shiro-san clearly coming to my mind?
What the heck is happening? This is strange, this is absolutely strange. I
can clearly see images that are completely different from what I'm
thinking, as if they're being played back like a video… Unnn?
Speaking of which, I think I've experienced something like this once
before… Yes, I think it was when I visited a temple…
[…Shiro-san, please remove those images popping out of my head.]
[You found out huh.]
I knew it was you who's doing this! I mean, what the heck were you
thinking when you did that!?
[If you let go of my hand, my hand might slip.]
[…And what happens if your hand slips?]
[It might bring back memories to Kaito-san's mind. What a strange
hand, it is.]
[...…]
S- She's threatening me!? If I don't agree to go around the festival while
Shiro-san is hugging my arm, she's going to endlessly play those
anguish-inducing images in my brain?
S- Seriously… Today's Shiro-san is too troubling.
Dear Mom, Dad——- H- How in the world can I explain this… I don't
know if I should say that God of Creation is fearsome or not, but she had
completely taken control of the situation. I mean, what's going on?
Today's Shiro-san——– is being very aggressive.