Gently........gently!
Yes, sir.
Really, it's as gentle as holding a cookie...
I understand.

　I tell Shiro-san with the beach volleyball ball I've built up, I'm afraid to tell him again and again.
　I was the one who suggested beach volleyball when he told me we were going to play in the ocean after dinner... and now I regret it very much.

'Please!　I'm really dead, you know!
If I die, I'll bring you back to life.
It's not okay, you know.

　Because my opponent, White he is undoubtedly the strongest being in this world.
　
　The ball is likely to be erased first, but I think that perhaps the wind pressure alone will clear this area.

　Because the best evidence is that Kronor-san has been looking at me from earlier, looking at me in a harried manner.
　It's obvious that my life is in danger, so I think she's trying to help me if it comes down to it.......but I can't help but think that even Kuronoa-san might not be able to do that with Shiro-san, so I make a desperate request.

''I understand.
Shall we?
''Yes, the same as Kaito-san did with the Phantom King before the loser listens to one thing the victorious opponent says. How do you like it?
Okay, okay. Good.

　What is it?　Why did Mr. White bother to suggest such a thing?
　........I have a bad feeling about this. Specifically, White-san wants me to do something.
　Moreover, he wants to do something that I would normally refuse to do if I proposed it........well, I can't lose.

　By the way, when I asked him how he judges whether he wins or loses with no court, he said he loses if he drops the ball.
　In other words, even if I miss a shot and the ball flies in the direction of the day after tomorrow, if White-san doesn't return it, he loses.

　White-san hits the ball in a slow motion, and as he declares, the ball flies in a heap at a speed that even I can fully handle.
　

　But, but.....

"...What?　Huh?　Hey!

　White disappeared and appeared at the ball's fall. He returned the ball easily.
　Huh?　Wait a minute, do you use teleportation or something?　It's not fair!

　I was defeated by Mr. White, who instantly moved to hit back the ball in any direction.
　I had to listen to one thing White said, but he told me it was for later and asked me to play another game.













Hey, White...
What is it?
"...How can you 'split the ocean' by splitting a watermelon?
What?

　White-san tilts her head cutely, but as usual, as usual, the scene in front of her is because of this natural goddess.
　We decided to break a watermelon, and when White-san shook the stick....................the entire scene in my field of vision was cut in half along with the watermelon.

　And beside Mr. White, who was tilting his head back, Kuronoa was holding his head with a burned-out expression on his face, Kuronoa's spirit was in shambles.

'Is this going to cause a tsunami or something...'
Would you like me to put it back?
Please do so.
I understand.

　Shiro-san waved his finger and the cracked sea returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
　Ah, he's still a mess........














Mr. White, something's wrong.
Is that so?
Yes, because this is not a sand castle or anything like that, it's a 'real castle' made of sand.
Was it a little too big for you?
It's not a little. Look, Mr. Cronor, your eyes are already dead, whose fault is it?
What?
....

　In front of me right now is a huge castle made of sand.
　The size and appearance of the castle is such that even if they say it's really a royal castle, I would believe it..........................White built it, of course.
　This isn't on the level of playing in the sand, you know!

　I think it's probably because Kronor-san is already mentally trapped, but she has a soul-deprived expression on her face.

'.........Miyama......please.......I'll do anything......help me.......'
Mr. Cronois.
"If you ask me to take it off, I will, and I will, so please advise Lord Shalovannal of the need to take it off...
You don't have to do that. I'm going to ask you to take it back.

　Kuronoa-san already seems full of it, holding my hand weakly and asking for help with empty eyes.
　Kronor-san, you know, it's really hard work, I mean... it's just... it's so pitiful.














　It's getting close to dusk, and as the madder light begins to illuminate the shore, Shiro-san and I sit on a plastic sheet and watch the shimmering sea.

'It was a fun time,'
That's really good to hear.

　
　By the way, it seems that the reason why Ayn-san has been out of sight for so long is because if she shows up, White would change her into a swimsuit.

　The time flew by in a flash, but if you ask me if I wasn't having fun, I was having fun.
　He must have been pushed around from start to finish, but he never complained about it.
　Perhaps that's because Shiro-san........seemed to be really enjoying himself.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find it in your own way.
　As a god of creation by nature, Shiro-san would never have the opportunity to play like this. That's why he was having so much fun, in his own way.
　I was having fun with the fun-loving Mr. White, and somehow.....

"...Kaito-san.
'What?　Oh, yes.
Do you remember your promise to win?
Yes, you should have listened to one thing.
Yes. I'll use that now.
...What do you want me to do?

　While I was thinking, Shiro-san announced in a voice without intonation, and I listened back, feeling uneasy.
　　I don't think it's such a terrible thing to do, but I have a bad feeling about it.

　In front of me, who was feeling uneasy, Mr. White removes the pareo he had wrapped around his waist to expose his beautiful raw legs.
　As I realize that my eyes can't help but focus on her, Mr. White lightly taps his own knee.

'Let me have a knee pillow.'
"...What?　Eww!
I saw Black do it and I wanted to do it once.
No, no, but...

　Knee pillows!　No, no, but that's very unacceptable under the current circumstances.
　Duh, because White is in a swimsuit!　Being knee-jerked in this state means you're supposed to lie down on your fresh legs, right?　I can't, I couldn't, even at lunch I was about to boil over, but that's....

You're going to do one thing for me, right?
Ugh.....

　Ta, I made that kind of promise and I agreed to it.
　It's nothing but dishonesty to refuse at this point... or do I have to be prepared to do so?

Okay, okay.
Yes. Now, go ahead.
.........gosh.......

　I couldn't help but gulp down a raw gulp of air at the sight of White's pearly thighs, and I shook my head desperately to calm myself down before slowly laying down on his lap.
　The knee is surprisingly soft, yet has a certain elasticity to it, and I can feel Shiro-san's body heat on my cheek, and I'm aware that my face is getting so red I feel like I'm about to get steamy.

　
　I'm savoring the feeling of being so attractive that if I were to relax even a little bit, I might not be able to get up, and yet I'm desperately trying to hold on to the thread of reason, when Mr. White quietly opens his mouth.

''You........are really different.
"...what?　What is it?
I will not be awed or kneel when I see my power.
...Well, was that rude?
No, I'm glad of that. But I wonder ... are you not afraid of me?
....

　His voice was as inflectionless as ever, but I could sense that there was a certain amount of emotion in it.
　I don't know what White-san had in mind when she asked me that. My sensitivity magic doesn't work on Shiro-san, and I can't read his emotions.

　Why am I not afraid of Shiro-san... Surely, Shiro-san is the strongest being in this world, a veritable god with almost omnipotent power.
　Maybe fear and respect is a normal response.....but hmmm.

'I don't know if I can answer well, but.......maybe it's because, um, White-san isn't 'perfect'?
...please continue.
'Yes. If Mr. White were omniscient and omnipotent, I might be afraid of him. But Mr. White may be omnipotent, but he's not omniscient, is he?
Yes, sir.
So, maybe it's called being White?　I think I'm not afraid because I can feel that kind of personality.
....

　Actually, I don't know the detailed reasons either.
　I think I was scared when I first met her, but now I think of Shiro-san as a natural, cheeky... and yet very attractive woman.
　At the very least, I don't feel scared, and I'm sure I won't feel that way in the future.

　At my words, Shiro-san is silent, and after a few moments, she opens her mouth again.

''........Indeed, I am not omniscient. On the contrary, I don't even know myself.
...What?
'I feel no difference between the creatures, the plants, the earth of the world I have created .... They seem to be of the same value...Am I a ruthless being?　Don't you love ... this world ... don't you?
....

　There was still no inflection in her voice, and her expression had not changed.
　But those words seemed somehow sad...............I couldn't ignore them.

''I........think it's rather the opposite.
Backwards?
'Yes. I think White probably loves this world more than anyone else.
...What?

　Perhaps my comment was too surprising, but White-san now returned with a voice that was clearly laden with emotion. For the first time, there was an inflection in his voice.
　I stayed lying down, moving my face and looking into Mr. White's beautiful golden eyes as I spoke my thoughts.

"I love this world that I created with all my heart, White-san. Everything that exists in this world can be traced back to you. That's why you don't want to make a difference in what's there, don't you?　I love living things, plants, and the earth in equal measure... I see them all equally and don't see them as superior or inferior, and I rarely try to get involved in the world... my modifications make them different in value Because I don't want to be.
....
So?　I'm an otherworldly person... 'I wasn't born in the world that Shiro-san created', I'm just the right person for Shiro-san to get involved with.
....

　Hearing my words, which could be taken as disrespect, Mr. White falls silent.
　His golden eyes catch me, and I feel as if time is passing slowly....

You are a very funny man.
What?

　After saying this, White smiled.
　Her expression, which usually never changes at first, changed, and her smile seemed beautiful, as if it condensed all the beauty in the world, as dazzling and precious as a twinkling star.

　With a gentle smile on her face, White put her hand on my cheek and slowly lifted my head.......and held it to her chest. Hey!　Ehhh!

'Shh, White!　Hey, what?

　My face buries itself in White's ample breasts, conveying a heavenly soft and warm feeling along with the breathlessness.

'So ... did I love the world ... really, you don't know what you are, do you? I didn't realize it until you told me.
'Well, that's good to hear, though!　Here, what's going on here!
Thank you.
'Thank you?　Wait, hey, I don't understand what you're saying!

　I'm in a situation that should be called a breast pillow, not a knee pillow, and my mind is already blank and I can't think about anything else.
　All I can think about is that Shiro-san's breasts are soft and give me a meltingly sweet feeling along with a pleasant scent that tickles my nostrils.

'But you seem to be pleased, Kaito-san?
"Don't read my mind in the wrong place!

　That's either happy or not happy, of course I'm happy!
　Naturally, I'm a man, too. There's no reason why I wouldn't be happy in a situation where I'm burying my face in the cleavage of an immensely beautiful woman like White, but.......because it really blows all of my reasoning out of the water!

Thank you very much. Kaijin-san. But let me make one correction.
"...Heh?　Teh, correction?

　Hearing White's words in a calm voice, I raised my eyes slightly and saw her face with a beautiful smile on it, and a soft touch on my forehead.

"I'm not trying to get involved with you because you're an otherworldly person.......I feel like I want to get involved with you because I 'love' you....
Huh?　Oh, oh, um, I mean........?

　With a voice that was too gentle and warm, as if the sound had a temperature to it... my mind finally short-circuited and my consciousness sank as I exceeded the limit of my tolerance.
　And just before I let go of my consciousness, I felt Shiro-san hug me tightly.

　Dear Mom, Dad - Mr. White is a natural, sometimes crazy, and I feel like I'm just being pushed around when I'm with him. But still, I enjoy spending time with her, and most importantly, I think Shiro-san - a very attractive goddess.