Mr. Ciro made a do-flavored appearance as if he were RPG's Las Bosses. The word "shaky" in my mouth makes me feel quite anxious there.

As it is, well, you seem in a good mood, and I should have thought you meant it...?

"And anyway, shall we go quickly?

"Wait"

"... to?

"Something terrible is happening."

Mr. Shiro stops me trying to get my mind back on the festival. What is it? Big deal? The same faceless and pressing feeling doesn't convey at all......

Or what the hell is the matter with Shiloh, the Creator?

"My hands are free"

"... Yes?

"My hands are free"

"... uh, so, what's the big deal?

"Yes. It's a big deal. We can't leave with this."

……

When you hold hands together, is that what you mean? No, it's slightly roundabout for that...... oh, I see. Mr. Shiro, I'd like you to suggest that to me.

So I need to say something direct......

"Exactly."

... I'm positive. But uh-huh. If you're in a normal city, you can still walk in a crowded setting called a festival, holding hands with a beautiful woman of the world and a god of the world, Shiro... who has a lot of courage or gets butted in...

"... you may not be able to enjoy the festival wholeheartedly with my hands free. Then" Example Works "is going to inadvertently decorate the shrine."

"Mr. Shiro! This is my date, so please hold hands!!

"Hmm, you can't help it. If you're a fast man, it's not a bluff."

……

I forgot... Speaking of which, I had a terrible hostage. No, I can't ignore Mr. Shiro's request any more than that sad creature is in Mr. Shiro's hands.

I give up the resistance, I hold Mr. Shiro's left hand with my right hand...... soft!?

No, I really think Mr. Shiro cheats too much. Really perfect to the details, or the skin feels superb like soft and touching hands sucking.

I don't know how to describe the pleasant fragrance that comes fluttering, but it smells good anyway... I feel so perfect and beautiful.

"Praise me more. I will rejoice."

……

Well, d whatever your natural personality......

That's right, so I was holding hands... and I remembered yesterday when I went around with Crowe. I wasn't conscious, but yesterday I thought Crowe was the right hand, and I was the left hand, so it's the opposite shape now...

"Mmm..."

It doesn't mean much. I just somehow thought of it in my head, but shortly afterwards there was a cold sweat in my spine.

Yes, when I got here, I finally came to a fatal failure. Specifically when it comes to someone who can read minds who are opposed to Cro if they do......

Zeroing his potpourri and dissatisfied voice, Mr. Shiro held my right arm as it stood gassily and put his head on my shoulder further.

"Hey!? And, Mr. Shiro!?

"This can't be chrome height. I win."

"I don't know the criteria for winning or losing!? And, oh, hit me..."

"Of course, I'm guessing. Nor is this swelling in the chrome. I mean... it's my win"

"What are you so proud of when you don't have Crowe here!?

Aww, my arm, my right arm... sandwiched in Mr. Shiro's very rich swelling...

Or, Shh, wow... you feel firm elasticity, but you say my arms are soft enough to sink in... Damn, is the Creator cheesy to the body!? Oh, my head is cracking......

"Oh, you know, Mr. Shiro. Let go..."

No, sir.

"Yes, no, I really don't have this..."

"If it explains exactly what doesn't hold, I'll think about it"

"Are you a ghost or what?!?

"No, it's God"

No, I knew you wouldn't give me away resolutely, but you're making the worst statement ever!? Or is Mr. Shiro too aggressive today?!?

"… a little, yes"

Mr. Shiro, who is shaking, is too scared. and anyway, calm down, calm down...... think of prime numbers and other difficult things......

Is that it? Why are you trying to think of prime numbers and formulas, but all the sights come up clearly when you mix them up with Mr. Shiro?

What is this? This is crazy, this is absolutely crazy. 'Cause a completely different video than what you're thinking comes to mind as if you're playing the video... yeah?

Speaking of which, it's like I've experienced one before something like this... yes, only when I visited the temple...

"... Mr. Shiro, please erase the footage in my head immediately"

"Did you find out"

I knew it was you!? Or what the hell are you thinking to imitate this!?

"If you let go of your hand, your hand could slip"

"... what happens if your hand slips?

"It seems to evoke the memory of a fast man. Strange."

……

You're threatening me!? If Mr. Shiro doesn't admit to going around the festival with a hug in his arm, he's gonna end up playing stuffy footage in his brain?

Ho, really... Mr. Shiro today, it's too much trouble.

Dear Mother, Father - I don't know what to say... I am completely in the lead on what should also be called the dreaded God of Creation. I mean, what's going on? Mr. Shiro is - aggressive today.