I think I received some amazing blessings, but there was no particular change in my body and the tea had resumed at some point.
"Well, it doesn't mean you'll improve your physical abilities."
Mr. Shiro, who has returned faceless again, is also attached to the seat across the street.
Indeed, Mr. Lilia's story said that blessings are like a kind of defensive magic. But even if I asked him what kind of blessing he was here, Mr. Shiro probably said, "Come on?" He'll answer that...
"Does this stop you from getting wind and earth disease or something?
"Yes."
Hmm, Cheng Cheng... I think I'm just starting to understand how to talk to Shiro.
"... Mr. Shiro"
"What is it?
"I keep eating silently, but it's not tasty, is it? Its Baby Castella"
"Yes, it tastes so bad that I think it's one of the calamities."
"Wouldn't it be nice if I gave you something else? For example, something that Mr. Shiro thinks is delicious..."
"Cheng Cheng"
"Oh, tea for tea, no tea served or anything."
……
What can I say, I realize that humans are creatures that adapt.
More than that, since one of my earlier blessings, I've had a little spiritual leeway as to what to say to me.
Because unlike earlier, Shiro saw me properly and found that Shiro also had proper emotions, so there was no longer the gravity with which the spirit would be sharpened just by talking like earlier.
Later, I couldn't tell until I looked really closely... but I'm starting to understand just a little change in expression.
The corner of your mouth is about a few millimeters up and down subtly, and you feel surprised that you've probably been put on a star for two short blinks now?
"Exactly."
As usual, I have no discouragement in my voice, but when I get used to it, I start to feel that this is also Mr. Shiro's personality, which makes me less concerned.
While affirming my thoughts like that, Mr. Shiro makes me appear on the table with new cookies.
It's a seemingly normal cookie, but this is also spectacularly delicious. Something just looks like a cookie, enough to make it seem like another noble thing.
"With that said, are Mr. Shiro and Kro close? He said he got the request."
"Yeah, we often have tea together"
"You can imagine something crocodile talking about."
"Before I say a word, Crowe speaks in three places."
"haha"
Uh-huh. The combination of Cro and Shiro...... odd combination with completely different physique and personality, but I've been shaking the conversation and yet I don't care about the details. Cro and I don't shake the conversation at all from myself but I answer the shaken conversation, and for better or worse, natural Shiro may be compatible.
At least Mr. Shiro seems to think well of Cro, and he still had a proper mouth angle a few millimeters up.
Yeah. Somehow, but I've figured out Mr. Shiro's emotional changes, and I've got the hang of the conversation.
Mr. Shiro receives these words as he says, for better or worse, and returns an honest and upright response - a tremendously discerning change, but also a change in expression.
When that happened, I also enjoyed my conversation with Mr. Shiro, and at some point I forgot my time and a natural chat ensued.
"Looks like your blessing is over."
"Is that it? Is it that time already?
"Yes, 93 minutes have passed since you visited here."
"It's early."
When I heard what Mr. Shiro said abruptly, it seemed like it had been over an hour and a half since I did it.
And at the same time, a door appears next to Mr. Shiro. Probably means we can go back through there.
I just enjoyed the conversation with Mr. Shiro, which is very unfortunate, but I shall take my seat.
"... you are an unusual person. No one would describe me as enjoying the conversation."
"Really?
I tilt my neck at Mr. Shiro's words with a slight angle up my mouth.
I did feel like the conversation didn't last at first or something, but I lost that feeling as I talked about it.
"Your adaptability may be your talent."
"Haha, maybe it's just easy to get flushed"
"Maybe."
"I knew you wouldn't deny it!?
Well, this is not who Mr. Shiro is. That's why it's different from talking to Cro...
"If you don't mind, can I invite you to tea again?
"Yeah, definitely. Now it might be a good idea to have Crowe with you."
"That sounds fun."
"Oh, but it's bad for the heart, so it abruptly metastasizes? Don't do anything like that."
"…………… I'll think about it"
"If you can, I'd like you to make an instant execution there."
"I'll think about it"
"We're not talking about 'Between' until we get back to you, are we?!?
Well, in that case, Crowe will remain in charge of the ten and eighty-nine conversations, but that sounds like fun.
I thought that a tea party would be noble, graceful and fashionable and it wouldn't suit me... but when I actually tried it, it was fun to chat while savoring delicious tea, and I think I figured out a little bit about the rear chargers talking at coffee shops and stuff.
With that in mind, Mr. Shiro turns his hand here and makes a small bottle appear on top of it.
"Go ahead."
"Is that good?
"Yes."
When I received the bottle I was offered with that said, some dried tea leaves were inside...... oh, here it is. Is that tea-damaging, delicious tea? I'm honestly happy with this.
"Thank you"
"No, this was a good time"
That said, raising the corner of his mouth slightly, Mr. Shiro waved his fingers slightly as he told him in his unchallenged voice as usual. The motion alone brings me back to what I had before my clothes changed into legal clothes.
And I thanked Mr. Shiro again, and then I opened the door.
Dear Mother, Father - There was some confusion, but Mr. Shiro - he was an interesting person.
After the fast man knocks over the door and drops it off until the door disappears, Shalovanal nestles in the air garden.
"You like it, don't you? He did look like you somewhere, Clo. Not personality, but the brilliance of its soul..."
I whine to no one and slightly raise my mouth angle.
"Sometimes it's nice to look at one life."
The wind blows with whining words, and the flowers that bloom in the air garden rock like leaps. The cloudless sky is clear, and the vast earth gently marks the hour.
It's like reflecting her heart - it's, like, fun -