If one asked me if I didn't have a bad feeling about this, then I would
have to say that this isn't the case. I've never played the Twister game
before, but I know its general rules.
Originally, the game was played on a mat lined with colored circles, and
one would have to touch the colors using either their right or left limbs
designated by the roulette wheel. If your knees or body touches the
mat, you lose.
However, there was no roulette in the Twister game in this room, and
Alice was reading out colors and the limbs that should touch it, at her
own whims.
I think it should have been predictable at this point… but now, I
sincerely think of this… Alice, I'll remember this later.
"Well then, Kaito-san's turn. Right hand, red."
[…Guhh.]
[...]
Frankly speaking, the instructions were quite simple, and I can touch a
red circle with my right hand without having to get into an
uncomfortable position.
But don't forget, the Twister game isn't meant to be played alone…
If I were to explain my current situation in a nutshell… it would be that
"Shiro-san's breasts were right before my eyes and nose".
I don't think this is something I should say again, but Shiro-san is a
God… Even if it's tight positions which are obviously difficult for
humans, something that should have been realistically impossible due
to one's prior posture, it would still be something she could calmly do.
It feels like they're really contriving something here… rather, I'm sure
she's doing on purpose. Shiro-san is currently standing still in a bridge
position below my body, with her face towards me, looking at me with
expectant eyes.
And exquisitely guided by Alice, I'm currently in a position where I was
slightly off-center and was on top of her.
Shiro-san really isn't human… Even when her back is barely grazing the
ground, she doesn't seem to find it difficult to maintain such a posture,
but my mind was being whittled down in this state where I'm directly
looking at Shiro-san's ample breasts.
In addition, because of Alice's earlier instructions, I was forced to
spread my hands and legs little by little… and gradually, my face was
being lowered.
"Well then, Shallow Vernal-sama. Right foot, blue."
[Yes.]
Thereupon, by receiving commands from Alice to make either one of
her feet or hand to the side, Shiro-san returned to her original position
again.
At this point, I knew exactly what Alice and Shiro-san were aiming for.
The first one that they're thinking about was definitely for me to put my
face on Shiro-san's breasts.
In fact, I'm already driven to the edge. She had beautifully-shaped
breasts that didn't lose their shape at all even when she was almost on
her back, and an inexplicably pleasant scent drifted in as her face was
quite close to mine.
If I just lower my head a bit, even if it's just a little bit, I will be able to
taste that sweet nectar… being in this situation feels like I'm half dead.
Staying in this posture is getting harder and harder, so wouldn't it be
alright if I just give up and let go of this posture? I'm pretty sure they
won't accept a loss like touching the wrong color or something like
that…
As such a thought popped out of my head… I also had one concern on
my mind.
Normally, if I collapsed on top of her, Shiro-san's posture would collapse
too… but it's Shiro-san we're talking about here, so perhaps… wouldn't
she be able to support my weight even in that position? Which means…
my body won't touch the floor, right?
[…Alice, I have a question.]
"Yes, yes, what is it?"
[…How is this game going to end?]
"It ends when one of you two loses. Ahh, but since there's a difference
in specs between Shallow Vernal-sama and Kaito-san, Kaito-san will be
counted as safe as long as I don't determine that "your entire body has
completely fallen on the floor" as a handicap."
[…What about color mistakes?]
"Well, let's take it easy on that. In the end, this is an attraction, a place
one visits to have fun… Let's close our eyes regarding that matter."
[…I'll definitely remember this later.]
In other words, what her words mean… is that "even if I collapse and
my face dives into Shiro-san's breasts now, it still won't count as my
loss". The game won't end… Even if I collapse, the game won't end. The
worst that could happen is that this game would continue with my face
still buried under her breasts.
There must be something… something I can do to avoid this crisis… TThat's right!
"Well then, continuing on, Kaito-san. Right foot, green."
Alright, it's finally time!
[…Ahh, oh no~~!?]
When I heard Alice's instructions, I pushed the ground hard with one of
my hands and turned my body to the side while uttering a line that even
I think sounds really monotone.
Thereupon, dodging Shiro-san's body, my body started crashing down…
[——Eh?]
[What's the matter, Kaito-san?]
[My posture definitely collapsed earlier, right? Why did my body
suddenly return to "being above Shiro-san's body"?]
[What a mystery.]
[...]
My opponent was just too much of a cheat that I can't even purposely
be defeated!? She definitely rewound the time of my body or something
like that… She's going as far as to use her abilities just to prevent me
from getting defeated.
I mean, do you really want me to put my face on your breast that
badly!?
[Yes. Or rather, I think it's more accurate to say that I want to hug Kaitosan while holding your head on my breasts.]
[…Errr, Shiro-san.]
[Yes?]
[Is there a reason why we really have to do that in this situation?]
[I guess not.]
[…We can just do that later, so can we excuse myself from this situation
already?]
[I don't mind.]
It may feel like I'm digging my own grave here, but the worst thing that
could happen to me would be for the game to continue with my face
buried in her breasts.
Thinking about such a thing, even though it feels very embarrassing… I
don't have any choice but to accept this condition.
[…Since we've sealed a deal, Alice, finish the game…]
"Well~~ Even so, it looks interesting, and since we've come this far,
how about continuing…"
[…I'm not going to talk to you for a while.]
"I'm just kidding! I'm sorry! I got carried away! I'm ending the game
immediately!!!"
The Twister game, which had really managed to chip away my spirit,
finally ended.
However, I don't know if it really was because Shiro-san's breasts were
right before my eyes and nose… but somehow, I feel like Shiro-san's
scent was clearly lingering in my mind.
Seriously, why does she smell so good? Even though Shiro-san isn't the
type of person who wears perfume… It kind of felt relieving, or rather,
she had quite the mysterious aroma.
[In that case, how about you make sure what kind of aroma it is?]
[Ehh? What are you—— Wfuuhhh!?]
[By the way, this isn't the same as the promise we made earlier, okay?
I'm just… having you make sure.]
[ ~ ~ ~ ~ ! ? ! ? ]
Before I knew it, my entire face was pressed against something
incredibly soft. They didn't lose their shape at all even when she was
lying on her back, but when I touched them like this, it was impossibly
soft and her body heat that was being faintly transmitted feels
comforting——— Stop thinking about that! Wait, Shiro-san! I didn't say
anything about this!!! I didn't…
[...]
Oi! You airheaded god! Why are you nonchalantly ignoring me!? I know
you heard me!!!
[Oops, speaking of which, after the negotiations were concluded, I was
still trying not to read Kaito-san's mind, lest it be unfair in our next
game. But well, it's not like we'd face any sort of problem in the
Sanctuary anyway, so it should be alright to leave things like this for a
while. Kaito-san's privacy is important after all.]
[ ! ? ! ? ]
Oiiiiii!? Heeyyyyy! How dare you talk about my privacy… Rather, wait,
seriously, this is bad! I certainly couldn't breathe in this situation, but
before that, I'm about to lose my composure here!
Today's Shiro-san is being aggressive… too much… Ahh, this won't do…
I'm losing con…
[It won't do if Kaito-san suffocates, so I need you to take in oxygen
directly… It also won't do if Kaito-san loses consciousness, so let's have
your mind composed for a bit.]
As if she's talking about the most obvious thing in the world, she even
blocked the escape route for me, passing out. This truly is… an act of the
devil.