My date with Shiro-san started and the scene suddenly changed to the ocean.
　Yeah, I don't know what I'm saying but it's true so I can't help it.

''The ........ocean, right?''
Yes. The sea.
But you can't swim in it, can you?
Swimming?　...Oh, I see.

　Yes, the place where Mr. White brought me is not a place suitable for swimming, even though the sea is the sea........white sandy beaches spread out, it is on a precipice.
　I thought it was just a spur of the moment idea to go to the beach, but it seems it was just an idea.

　And then White looked at me again. He was silent for a while, probably looking into my memory again, and nodded his head as if he was convinced of something.
　And when White waved his finger lightly, the earth trembled... the precipice turned into a sandy beach. Eeeeeee!

I'm sure that won't be a problem.
No, I think there's a great deal of...
I'll bring it back later, okay?
That's the problem?

　Reshaping the earth in an instant, this guy really is a cheat, it's so amazing that the ridiculous people I've seen so far appear hazy.
　The scene changed to a white sandy beach, in front of the stunned me, Mr. White turns to me and waves his finger in my direction.

　Then my clothes change into a swimsuit of trunks type ... let's stop being surprised by this person. Really. Anything is possible.
　And after being surprised by my outfit, I turn my gaze to White...

Huh?

　I was at a loss for words.
　Before I knew it, Shiloh's clothes had changed into a swimsuit, too, and she was wearing a white ruffled swimsuit, a blue patterned pareo, and even a neat straw hat on her head.
　Her artfully beautiful skin, usually hidden by her vestments, was exposed, revealing her ample breasts, which looked like a halo of godliness.

''Now we can go swimming, right?''
'What?　Oh, ah, yes, yes, yes, yes!
What's going on?
'Oh, no!　Nothing.....

　He spoke to me suddenly, and I was so nervous that it was easy for me to understand.
　I can't say that White-san was too beautiful and I couldn't say that I was staring at her.

''Should I say thank you for that........?''
"...don't read my mind.

　It's so embarrassing. What is this shame play?
　It's so embarrassing to think again about how all of my impressions are being conveyed to him... Well, he's White, and I can't blame him...

　In front of me, who is blushing in many ways, Shiro-san doesn't seem to mind, and makes a parasol and plastic sheet appear in front of me.
　Then he turns to me and tells me with a blank expression on his face.

''Then let's swim.''
'Oh, yes. Yes.
Before that...
Huh?　Ehhh!

　Mr. White waved his finger, and a fish and a giant sea snake that looked several meters tall emerged from the sea, and then disappeared.

''I only asked it to move while I was bathing.
Where are you going?
It's another ocean that we've just created.
...wha...?

　I was just going to stop being surprised, but sorry, I was surprised.
　Well, well, let's just think of it as a positive. Let's think of it as a positive thing, that we don't have to worry about swimming anymore.

　Anyway, we pulled ourselves together and decided to go into the sea with Shiro-san.
　I don't know where this is the sea, but the water temperature is a little high and comfortable.
　Huh?　Come to think of it, I think White's hair is so long it's below his knees, doesn't it get in the way when he swims?

White.
What's going on?
No, no...

　I turned to Shiro-san and saw that his hair, originally shimmering silver-white in the seawater, was wet and shiny, shining in the sun.
　Even though he was just in the sea, it was an artistic scene, like a painting.

　I really think his appearance is too unfair, like his every action is a painting or.......
　His long hair was spreading out in the water, but Shiro-san didn't seem bothered by it.

　Then, without doing anything, I drifted into the water with Mr. White.
　White-san remains expressionless, but the corners of her mouth are slightly up, so she seems to be enjoying it.

''By the way, Kaito-san?''
What is it?
Should I perform the act of polo ... breast exposure?

　Something outrageous is starting to happen again, all of a sudden!　Don't read your memory like that, please!
　I mean, it's true that it's a promise........but it's not something you can declare and do.

''........No.''
No, sir!　Lady Shalovannal!　Such a slut!
What are you doing here, Mr. Klonoa?
"I've searched the world's oceans and I'm exhausted from the quicksand...

　Suddenly, Klonoa-san appeared, standing on the ocean, talking to White in a panic.
　Apparently, after White-san announced that he was going to the sea and disappeared, he had searched all the world's oceans, and if you look closely, you can see that he has sweat on his forehead and his shoulders are moving up and down.
　Just, uh, I'm very sorry to tell you this but please don't stand on the ocean in front of me as I'm in the water. I'm going to ... well ... I can see it.

　With the appearance of Kuronoa-san, who can't find a place to look, and my turmoil growing, White-san tells me in the same inexpressive voice as always.

''Just fine. Time and Space God, it's almost time for lunch, so there's something I'd like you to prepare for me.
'Ha!　At your service!
Now, the House of the Sea.
"...What?　Um, well, I'm sorry for being uninformed. Lord Shalovanal, what exactly is this uminoe dish?
It's not a cookbook. It's a beach house.
... hahaha...

　I'm starting to ask for something outrageous!　A beach house, no, sure, it's a standard for swimming, but this is a different world!　And Mr. Cronor thinks that's the name of the dish!
　I guess this is power harassment in a way... Anyway, I feel like I should be the one to help with this, but how do I explain the beach house?

'Well, Mr. Cronor. A beach house is like a little diner in my world... nah, what can I say?

The exterior of the beach house.
Miyama, please. I need your help.
Oh, yes.

　Too much pity for Mr. Cronor!　White, you don't read between the lines at all, so you don't get the picture at all!
　Well, what should I do........it would be best if I could just tell you the scene I'm picturing in my head.......oh, yeah.

"Shiro-san, can you convey the information about the beach house that I remember to Kuronoa-san?
It is possible.
Well, I'll take that, please.
I understand.

　At the same time that White-san nods, Kronor-san gives me a somewhat surprised look.
　Perhaps my memory was transmitted, and after a bit of silence, I turn to Shiro-san and get down on one knee.

　Whatever, the sight of him getting down on one knee on the ocean and bowing to White, who is immersed in the water, is somewhat surreal.

''I understand. I will definitely prepare something that will satisfy Sharovanal-sama.
Nice to meet you.
'Ha!　By the way, Miyama....
'What?　Uh, yes?
This may not be what I want to say, but I can't compliment you on not going out much since you were a child, it's not good for your health.
Oh, yes.

　Don't transmit unwanted memories!　You look like a teacher worried about being a loner, Mr. Cronor!
　I nodded, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable as I was exposed to a faintly pitying gaze.

　And just as Kronor-san was about to move to prepare the beach house, Shiro-san opened his mouth.

''Wait, Time and Space God.''
What?　Yes, sir!　What is it?
You can't wear that.
What?　Clothes, sir?
'Yes. You'll have to wear your swimsuit in the ocean.
"...What?　What?

　
　Kuronoa-san's waist is thin!　I really feel like a model...

"Shasta, Lord Shalovanal!　Okay, okay, what the hell are you doing?
I'm wearing a bathing suit at the beach.
'Shh, but!　I don't think I'm the type of person who would want to wear something feminine that reveals a lot of skin.

　Kronor-san is in a great hurry, hiding the chest and lower half of her swimsuit with her hands and speaking while her face turns bright red.
　But that's the natural goddess there, she doesn't seem to mind at all and looks back at me.

''What do you think?　Mr. Kite?
Huh?　Uh, uh....
Say it out loud for me, Miyama!　I would never dress like this.
'No, Cronor-san is slender and slender, and I think you look good in that swimsuit, and I think you look beautiful?
'What?　Miyama!　Are you mocking me, too?　Huh, slut!

　Huh?　Could it be that Klonoa-san... is not used to being treated like a woman or something?
　There's something obviously upsetting about him, and he seems more embarrassed than I would normally expect him to be...

All right, then, please be ready.
And yet, this look...
Please be prepared.
...or awe. At once.

　Receiving Shiro-san's words, which she tells me in a matter-of-fact manner, Klonoa-san remains with a bright red face and drops her shoulders as if she has given up.
　Yes, the power relationship is very evident, or how should I put it........poor Mr. Klonoa.

　Dear Mom, Dad - even at the beach, White was still cheeky and natural as ever, and he was quick to act recklessly to Kuronoa-san when he appeared. No, really--Kronor, you're a poor man, Mr. Klonoa.