Now, let's talk about what dating is all about. I'm not exactly an experienced guy, so I can only speak in generalities....
　A date is generally with the opposite s*x...or in some cases, the same s*x, and often they enjoy a meal together, shopping, sightseeing, watching a movie, or going to an amusement park.
　But it's just a process and the main purpose of the date is to deepen your feelings for each other and confirm your affection for each other.

　In other words, even if you don't go out, it's still a great date, and even if it's short, it's still a date.
　If you're wondering why I'm suddenly thinking about this, it's probably because of my current situation.
　If the main purpose of our relationship was to deepen our relationship with each other, I should be able to say that I'm definitely dating now...I should be able to say that...but....

'Whew!'
"...Um, Mr. Fate?　Isn't it about time you made your own move?
Oh no!
....

　You pull your date's hand as he or she slumps over on the cushions... The cushions are floating so you don't feel the weight, but you feel like you're pulling a dolly.
　I wonder if there's something more like this, something like holding hands and being thrilled, or being mindful of the other person's stride... or something like that?

"...Um, Mr. Fate?　What's with that wide open mouth of yours?
Feed me.
....
Yum, yum!

　If you decide to eat the food you see at the stall, your date will lie down, open his mouth, and bring the food to you so that you don't spill it there.
　Crazy, right?　It's an eventful "ah-ha" thing, right?　I was so nervous when I was with Mr. Isis or something like that, but that's not the case at all!

'No, Mr Fate you can't have a drink, can you?　Please wake up.
It's okay, it's okay, I'm manipulating my destiny to make sure it doesn't spill.
'Shouldn't that effort be put more elsewhere!

　At the end of the day, they even try to drink while lying down.
　It is important, but since there is no such thing as a plastic bottle in this world, when you buy a drink, it is given in a thin wooden cup.
　Well, I think that's the reason, but drinks bought at the stall are quite expensive compared to the world I was in.

　Anyway, even with such a cup, Fate-san is trying to drink while covered with the cup...is this really a date?　Not caring or assisting, but really dating?

"...Fate, this is a date, isn't it?
'What?　That's right~
....
'Oh, uh...'

　Seeing me muttering while slumping my shoulders in a gulp, Fate-san made an unusually troubled expression.
　Then he finally raised his upper body from his lying position........and got off the cushions.......eh?　Did you get out of the cushions?

Oh no, I'm sorry. I got a little carried away. Are you mad?
'What?　No, I'm not mad at you, but...

　"Overzealous"?　Huh?　No, it looked like he was covered in it to me, but that thing was frolicking!
　In front of my surprised face, Fate-san nodded her head as if she was convinced by one person, and then she squeezed my hand with a gasp.

It's no good if it's just me having fun~ so let's start over!
'What?　What?　Mr. Fate!
Then, once again, we're going to have to go through this.

　And then he starts walking while pulling me with tremendous force.
　Unable to keep up with the situation, I followed Fate, stunned, as if she were dragging me behind her.







　After telling her that the date was about to start over, Fate-san put away her cushion somewhere and walked down the street while holding my hand.
　I was forced to pull away from Fate-san just a few minutes ago in order to get her to move, but when she held my hand again like this, I suddenly felt very embarrassed.

　By the way, if the Supreme Goddess Fate was walking with me, a mere mortal, there would be a big commotion, but Fate seems to have manipulated fate to make herself unrecognizable as a Supreme God.
　It's similar to the recognition inhibition spell that Kuro used when he was on a date, and as long as it exists, the people of the city will only recognize Fate as an ordinary girl.
　Black's recognition magic is recognizable to those with whom he speaks directly, but Fate's manipulation of fate is like a higher level ability, since he can't recognize her as Fate even if he speaks to her directly without her permission.

'Ooh, Kai-chan, let's eat that thing.
'....What is it?　That freakin' huge....
'What?　It's a dish that came down from Kai's world, if I recall..........................the Squidling!
It's not the squid ring I know...

　While smiling, Fate-san pointed to a huge ring shaped thing that looks as big as the roof of a house.......apparently that's a squid ring.
　If that thing is a squid ring, then the original squid is probably a Kraken or some such monster. The food in this world really never ceases to amaze me.

　When you order a squid ring at a food stall, it is cut into small pieces and handed to you...well, I thought it was something like that in terms of size, but I think it would be more accurate to call it fried squid, not a squid ring.

'Mmm~ Delicious~'
Yes, they're very tasty.
'Oh, yes!　Kai-chan, Kai-chan!
Yes?
Oh, my God!
Mug?

　When I turned around when I was called, the next moment Fate-san slammed the squid in her hand into my mouth at great speed.
　It was an "ahhh" too fast. The impact made me fall off my feet...yes, I knew it was something different.

"Ooh, let's try that too!　Kai!
'What?　Wait, wait.....

　But that's not the case with me, and Fate is pulling me further and further down the line.
　It's hard in a different way than when I was covered in a mess.

　But, well........it's a good thing that you seem to be enjoying yourself, Fate-san.......







　How long had it been, the dynamic Mr. Fayette was incredibly energetic and it was already swinging around.
　I thought we were eating at a food stall, but the play?　One day, he'd get curious about "The first time I saw you," and he'd head over there, and then he'd say he was going to go look at some clothes, and then he'd say he was going to quit halfway through.

"Oh no! We've had fun!
Well that's true.
It was fun.

　In front of me, who is sitting on a bench in the square, a completely exhausted man with no signs of satisfaction is smiling in front of me on the cushion I took out again.
　

"Hmmm...it's a good time, let's get back to it, shall we?
Yes, sir.
Okay, take it away.
....

　Apparently, the energy mode is completely over, and Fate-san lets out a sweet voice as she shakes her reddish-purple back twintail.
　I've given up on that rundown, so I let out another sigh before getting up and approaching Fate-san to pull her off.

''Oh, yeah, I forgot about that.''
What?
Here's to thank you for your help today.
Huh?
Hmm, let's play together again, shall we?

　The moment I approached, Fate-san suddenly raised her upper body and muttered that she was thanking me, and with a swift movement, she kissed my cheek and then moved away.
　I was stunned by this sudden action, but Fate-san was sprawled out on the cushions, not seeming to care about it.
　No, if I looked closely I thought I saw a little bit of vermillion on her cheeks, though just a little bit, more than I would have known if I hadn't been paying attention.

　Dear Mom, Dad - my date with Fayette-san was just as I expected, or rather, how I expected it to be, I felt really swept up in it. But I'm glad that they seemed to enjoy it for some reason. It's just that - I was surprised at the last thank you.