After we ate the baby sponge cake dish, we went to the monster races we went to with Fea-sensei and Noin-san, the sensory attractions we went to with Alice, and so on...all the attractions we went to in six days.
　Of course, we didn't get to go around all of them, but with the support of the Shinto tribe people, we were able to go around fairly smoothly.

　The excited Mr. White is quite intense, according to him, but it was a refreshing experience... and honestly, it was fun.
　It's hard to notice because of his usual lack of expression, but he can be a bit childish in his opposition to Kuro and his anger.

'.........Kaito-san.
Yes?
I've got somewhere I need to go, if that's all right with you?
Huh?　Yes, yes, of course.

　Suddenly, I felt a strange sense of discomfort at the words Shiro-san had told me. Most of the places I've visited so far had been requested by Mr. White, but this was the first time I'd ever been asked to confirm a place like this.
　Could this place be that important to Mr. White?

Then let's go.

　As soon as White told him that, the scenery changed. The sky, which should have been tinted with sunset, changed to blue.

''Huh?　This place is........a divine realm, right?
Yeah.

　Shiro-san brought me to a familiar shrine area - the hanging garden I visited when I first met Shiro-san.

''Kaito-san, I have something I'd like to ask you.
Is that what you want to ask?
For example. Someone who knows you it could be a family member, a friend or a lover. Suppose that person has 'lost all memories' of you.
Huh?
"Lost, not forgotten. If you could never remember them again do you think you could say that this person is not the same person you've spent your life with?

　I don't know why he's asking such a question. But White's atmosphere is so serious that I wonder if he's asking some important question.

'That's a tough question but yes. A different person, I guess you could say.　In short, I think I've changed into that person I was before I met me, that's how I feel.
I see.........So what makes it exist, is it memory.......or is it the mind?　Or is it the vessel?
I think it's the heart.

　Even after hearing this much, I still don't understand the purpose of White's question. What in the world is White-san looking for...........an answer to?
　As I was thinking about this, White-san turned her gaze towards me and continued to speak while looking straight into my eyes.


'Well that's a difficult question too, but yes. Indeed, that might be the act of killing that person.
........I see.......

　Hearing my answer, White's face turned down slightly. Then, after remaining silent for a bit, she removed her gaze from me and muttered in a small voice.

''.......What do I really want to do?　I don't know who I am.
...Mr. White?
I said it was boring. I'm sorry ... "Forget it.
'What?　Huh?

　When White-san told me in a voice that sounded as if he had stifled his emotions, my vision turned white.





　My feet, which were walking through the hall of the Sixth King Festival, suddenly stopped.

''........Huh?''
What's going on?

　At my mumbled words, White, who was walking next to me, nodded his head.

I've been in a bit of a daze... what were you doing right now?
We were just discussing whether it was time to break up the last day of the party, since it's almost time to go.
Well that's what I thought.

　It was. On the last day of the Sixth King Festival, a party will be held at the central tower. I had just met up with Lilia-san, who was also attending the party on the last day, and we were talking about dismissing the party early since we had promised to head to the venue together.
　Yes, it was supposed to........but what?　What's this odd feeling of discomfort?

What's going on?
No ... how was your day, White-san?
It was fun.
'Me too. Thank you.

　I feel uncomfortable, but I don't really have any doubts about it, so I think it's just my imagination and thank Shiro-san for today.
　When White-san heard my words, a thin smile appeared on her mouth.

''Thank you for today, Kaito-san. I'll take my leave here.''
'Oh, yes. Thank you so much on my end.
Then this is for you.

　Faster than I could question the word "thank you", White's face moved closer to mine in a movement that was so natural and flowing... our lips met.

...What?
So long.
........................what?

　It was so shocking that even after White-san left, I stood there for a while, dumbfounded.

　Dear Mom, Dad - this is how my date with Shiro-san ended... but to be honest, the most - shocking - of this Sixth King Festival. It was an event.







　After breaking up with the pleasant man, Sharovanar had come back to the divine realm once. Then she lightly caressed the space and entered a space that only she could enter.
　There was a white sphere with a vast amount of magic engraved on it. While slowly touching that sphere, Sharovanal spilled out words in the empty space.

''I see, I........am trying to kill you....

　That voice that seems to be squeezed out seems to be filled with a little.....................with just a little bit of hesitation.

It's a good thing that you're not the only one. Can I be special?

　There was no one to answer that little voice.