Mr. White made a flamboyant appearance, like an RPG's last boss. The word "flamboyant" that he uttered made me feel a sense of unease there.
　Well, well, he seems to be in a good mood, so in that sense I should think it was good.......right?

Anyway, shall we get on with it?
Wait.
Huh?
We have a serious situation on our hands.

　I'm about to pull myself together and head to the festival, but White stops me. What is it?　What's going on?　I can't get a sense of the tension at all with the same blank expression as always....
　I mean, what is this situation with Shiro-san, the god of creation, that's so hard to deal with?

My hands are free.
...Yes?
My hands are free.
Well, well, I mean, is that what you're talking about?
Yes, sir. It's a terrible situation. I can't leave in this situation.
....

　Is that what you're saying, holding hands?　No, it's a very long way around... oh, I see. That's what White wants me to propose.
　That's why I don't tell you directly.

That's right.

　......I'm positive. But, hmmm. It's not so bad in a normal town, but to walk hand in hand with the most beautiful woman and god of the world, Shiro-san, at a festival, where there are so many people, it takes a lot of courage, or perhaps it makes me shy away from the idea.... ....

''........With my hands free, I might not be able to truly enjoy the festival. If that's the case, the 'example work' will likely be inadvertently displayed in the divine realm.
Mr. White!　It's a great date, so please hold my hand!
''Hmm, it can't be helped. If you insist, Kaijin-san, you're welcome to do so.
....

　 It's no good, since that sad creature is in Shiro-san's hands, I can't ignore Shiro-san's request.
　Giving up on resistance, I hold Shiro-san's left hand with my right hand.......soft!

　No, I really think White is too much of a cheat. It's really perfect down to the smallest detail, and her skin is so soft that it feels like your hands are sucking on it.
　I don't know how to describe the pleasant scent wafting through the air, but it smells great anyway.

''More praise, please. I'll be delighted.
....

　Well, aside from her d-natural personality........
　As I was holding hands like this, I suddenly remembered the time I went around with Kuro yesterday. It's not that I was consciously aware of it, but yesterday, Black was on the right hand and I was on the left, so it's the opposite of what we do now.

''Mm.........''

　There was no great significance to it. It was just a vague thought in my head, but immediately afterwards a cold sweat ran down my spine.
　Yes, it was at this point that I finally realized my fatal mistake. Specifically, in regards to someone who could read my mind, who has a rivalry with Kuro for the most part....

　White let out a dissatisfied voice and hugged my right arm tightly, and then put his head on my shoulder.

"Hey!　Shh, White!
'This can't be done with Black's height. I win.
'I don't know what the criteria are for winning and losing!　And, oh, right....
Of course I'm guessing. This bulge is also not in Black. So that means I win.
There's no Black here, so what are you winning against?

　
　　Oh, my head is starting to spin....

Uh, Mr. White. Let me go...
No.
'No, no, I can't really hold this one, so...'
"If you can explain to me what exactly you don't have, I'll give it a second thought.
Are you an ogre?
No, God.

　No, not only does he still refuse to give it up, but he's making the worst statement of his nature ever!　I mean, aren't you being too aggressive today, White!

I'm a little excited.

　It's too scary to be excited, White. Anyway, calm down, chill out........think of a prime number or something difficult........
　Huh?　Why is it that I'm trying to think of prime numbers and formulas and all I can vividly picture is the scene when I'm mixing with White?　
　What's this?　It's strange, this is definitely strange. Because images that are completely different from what I'm thinking of come to me as clearly as if I'm replaying a video... hmm?　

Come to think of it, I remember experiencing something like this once before............................when I was visiting the temple.

"...Mr. White, please erase the image in my mind immediately.
Did he get it?

　I knew it was you!　I mean, what the hell were you thinking when you did this?

If you take your hand away, your hand might slip.
...What happens if your hand slips?
'It seems to bring back memories of Kaito-san. It's strange.
....

　Oh, they're threatening me!　If White doesn't agree to go around the festival in his arms, he's going to have an agonizing image play endlessly in his brain?
　

　 I mean, what's going on?　Today, White is - awfully aggressive.