I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

A second date with Mr. Faith. Along the way, Mr. Faith gave an answer to his feelings, and I took those thoughts.

If you want to talk only about the results, my relationship with Mr. Faith has changed from friend to lover.

We can say that that is a change that also has a huge impact on the way each other's minds are. On dates so far, there were a lot of unnatural behaviors that made us aware of each other, and a lot of tensions.

But the air flowing between me and Mr. Faith as a result of this progress in the relationship...

"... Ah, uh"

"... the..."

"... Ka, come in from Kai"

"Yes, no, Mr. Faith's business first..."

Instead of calming down, I was feeling even more ataffected than I had earlier...... hey, why not? No, I know.

One of the first causes is that Mr. Faith is surprisingly pure. Are you all aware of the fact that you and I have become lovers... more restless than before the confession.

And the tension was contagious to me by way of example, reaching a level where we were no longer embarrassed to see each other's faces.

Furthermore, not to say before God of Destiny, but the mischievous elements of Destiny are increasing. If you're nervous and can't face each other, and you don't think you can stay like this and turn around, you almost certainly look back and see each other at the same time as Mr. Faye.

If you reach for a drink to distract yourself, it feels like your hand bumps into Mr. Faith, who reached out at the same time, and so on, and it doesn't work out very well.

"... and in the meantime, calm down and have a drink..."

"Ugh, yeah, right."

I manage to carry a drink into my mouth while repeating such a strange coincidence...... is that it? Grape juice? I think what I was drinking was apple... riple juice...

……

……

Apparently, Mr. Faith, like me, noticed a 'since drinking' mistake, looking back almost simultaneously... blushing at each other and leaning down.

or indirect kiss...... hey, hey, yuck. When I try not to be conscious, I just think about it the other way around.

Turning to his side with chillies, his gaze turned toward Mr. Faye's tender looking lips and he shook his head in a panic.

"... hey, Kai?

"Yes!

"Oh, well... uh, Ki! A kiss or something! And you should...... yes, is that okay!?

"Yeah!? Hey, Mr. Faye! Suddenly what..."

I rush back to the unexpectedly thrown bomb statement as I realise my head turned white in an instant.

Mr. Faith then moves his body in shame with the mound and returns the words with his little, two-handed index fingers poked together.

"Yes, no, look... I, too, don't know much about... this, lover, after all, come, kiss... don't you?

Speeches are also very dangerous, but don't do that too cute trick. Because I can't really afford to think.

"Yes, no, I don't think so, necessarily as soon as possible. Oh, there's nothing to be rushed about, even in pursuit of..."

"Oh, yeah. After all, Kai knows you very well. So, then, what do lovers... do on a date?

……

Is that weird? I can't think of anything at all. No, no, that can't be right, can it? 'Cause I've been through quite a few dates, too. I am certainly more familiar with that aspect than Mr. Faith.

If so, I should be able to say something with reference to my previous dates here... Huh? Why? Nothing comes to mind?

I mean, I only have my gaze on Mr. Faye's lips from earlier... Could it be that I'm tempered right now?

And, anyway, it's bad if it stays like this. No, it doesn't mean I never want to kiss Mr. Faith, but if I kiss him in this state right now... I feel embarrassed and I'm going to be unable to have a conversation for the rest of my time.

That's why think. Something about not having a date so far and looking like a lover......

"... you know, uh, arm in arm... or something?

"Well then, put your arms together... take a walk along the coast, or something?

"Right! I think that's a good idea!

In the end I could only speak of something that was easy, but still, this should give me some time to calm down. Let's think about what happens after that.

With that in mind, I shared it with Mr. Faith and started cleaning out the leisure seats.

Dear Mother, Father - I think I was definitely tempered. And the answers you squeezed out in that state can't even go the way you want. Yes, at this time, I didn't understand. No, I was totally losing it. What it's like to put your arms together, and more importantly... a small Mr. Faith has - the presence of an intense weapon...