My precious... if that's what you were trying to take away... that's Mr. Shiro's inquiry. Somehow, but I felt like this question meant something, a lot.

I can't completely squeeze out what that important thing is referring to... but still...

"... I don't hate you, I won't"

"Why is that?

"Probably because Mr. Shiro has some reason to try to take it away..."

"... what if it's a crap reason?

What is it? This is how you ask back, after all, this question doesn't seem to come to mind or anything like that.

Mr. Shiro has some specific vision, and I guess he's asking based on that. Maybe it has something to do with the trial Mr. Shiro was talking about.

"... Still, I don't dislike Mr. Shiro"

……

"Of course, I think I'll do my best to resist if I have to. To protect what is important, that is what may be hostile to Mr. Shiro. But there's no reason to dislike Mr. Shiro."

"... why?

"Uh-huh, because I don't know if the reason is really crap. Even if it was a crappy reason for me, it could be too important for Mr. Shiro."

I don't know what Mr. Shiro is thinking. But now that I'm thinking about it again, I realize I kind of like Mr. Shiro.

So I can confidently say that I will never hate you. Because...

"I'm not like Mr. Shiro trying to take my precious things away for some really crappy reason... because I believe you"

……

Mr. Shiro is certainly natural, and some things are a little incomprehensible or out of common sense. But I'm never the bad guy. Because you cared about me as Mr. Shiro, many times.

So I don't think Mr. Shiro will ever try to take my precious things away for some really crappy reason.

After hearing my reply like that, Mr. Shiro will remain silent for a little while. And slowly, he turned his gaze to the sky of God.

"... I didn't have anything."

"... Huh?

neck to a potpourring and grunting voice. Mr. Shiro rises from the hot tub and moves toward the center of the hot spring. Mr. Shiro's hindsight, with very long hair, was very picturesque just that, and he was blinded for a moment.

Then Mr. Shiro leaves this one unanswered and tells him again in an unchallenged voice.

"... not a metaphor. Nothing really happened to me. My mind, my emotions, my purpose… I was always at an end as a being without one thing, just to end everything"

"... end it?

"Yeah, that's what I was. Right...... if you're going to describe it in the words of the fast man's world, maybe I should even say 'a system called Sharovanal' which is nothing. If that's what I look like right now, I'm talking to you like this... like a 'bug'."

Mr. Shiro's story was somewhere abstract, and I didn't understand if there was enough information. But somehow... I felt that this was a story I shouldn't miss hearing.

"If you think back now, the first emotion I had... you must be in doubt. Little question born to me that kept ending hundreds of billions of beings for no reason..."

……

"I've seen a lot of things. Some loved the world they made, others hated the world they made. Who created the world without knowing anything, who created the world for someone… I couldn't figure it out."

"... what, didn't you understand?

"Joy, anger, sadness, pleasure......" What is that? 'And my heart, I didn't know. To laugh, to be angry, to mourn, to rejoice......' How do you do that? 'And I didn't understand the emotion… I didn't even think it was necessary "

I don't know my mind, I don't know my emotions...... if it were meant that Mr. Shiro didn't have that naturally acquired in the process of growing up after birth?

"... but now, you're not, are you?

"Yep. My mind was... either I just didn't realize it or I was born because I had doubts. It was on me, too. That's what Crowe made me realize."

……

"And when I realized I had a heart... I asked for emotion. He kept asking me to be there to teach him that."

I noticed the presence of my mind. But I didn't know what emotion was. That's why I asked for a presence that would teach me that.

If you only listen to what Mr. Shiro has to say, there is no contradiction. But what is it? This strangely catchy feeling......

At least, I know Mr. Shiro can laugh, and he can be obstinate. He seemed to have few facial changes and firm emotions as well.

What is it? Something moaning. I feel like I'm overlooking something important, but I don't get that answer.

"... What about the results? You can say what you want, or you can say it's not."

"... Mr. Shiro?

Tell him so much, Mr. Shiro looked back at this one...... thin, and he smiled sadly.

"Fast man. If you and I were the first... if I were the first... if I were you... I would be your..."

"Huh?"

What is this? It's not as small as you can't hear Mr. Shiro. Yet I can't hear only part of it at all.

What did Mr. Shiro say right now? What the hell didn't I hear?

"... Mr. Shiro, now..."

"I'm sorry. That was a boring story. It will be bad for you if you dip too long in the water, and that's it for today"

"Wait - come on!?

"Well, I look forward to tomorrow"

That's what Mr. Shiro said and cut the story off, and my body was engulfed in dazzling light.

By the time I realized I was back in my pajamas to the central tower. Walk straight through this hallway and you'll reach your bedroom.

But... is that it? Until just now, I was talking to Shiro... 'What were you talking about?

Eh, suddenly Mr. Shiro abducted me by the divine realm, and we went into a hot spring together... and we came back with a 'chat without other love'.

Oh, I did. Damn, forgetting so much about the conversation we had a while ago at this age... are you tired? Well, anyway, we're going around the festival tomorrow with Mr. Shiro, and we're going to go to bed early to feed our English.

I felt kind of caught on a little bit, but I couldn't help thinking about it any more, so I walked out towards my bedroom... and stopped on my way.

- If I was the first to meet you... if I was the one who saved you... could I be your, specially...?

For a moment, such an unfamiliar word crossed my mind.

Dear Mother, Father - I don't know where or from whom. Strange words. But what is it? I felt like I should never - ever forget that word that I don't know who told me for what purpose.