678-Love the end god sings ⑨






 The princess hug, White's extremely dangerous comments, and the sense of shame have taken their toll like a climax right from the start... but sadly, it's only the beginning.
 Even if you think about it that way, it's not the end of the world after completing two issues. So, it is needless to say that there will be challenges like the one I mentioned earlier in the future.......in short, a couple flirting challenges prepared for the future.
 With that in mind, I look at the third task in front of me with a slightly resigned look.

It's not just a matter of time before you're ready. The door is opened when two lovers eat half of the cookie from both sides at the same time. If they break during the process, the door is automatically replenished with a new one.

 It is a game of poo. The shape of the cookie, the actual composition that can be imagined from the words on it, and no matter how you look at it, it's a game of poo.

I see, this sounds like a very difficult task. But fortunately, there is almost no difference in height between me and Kaito-san. It will ease the burden of eating.
Sounds like you're having fun, White.
'Yes. It's a lot of fun.

 
 I made up my mind and took the stick-shaped cookie in my hand, lightly sucked it in my mouth and then pointed it in the direction of Mr. White... Without any hesitation, Mr. White started eating from the other side.

 I mean.........it's closer than I thought it would be! And, how can I say it, there's a sense of urgency because he's approaching me slowly, unlike a normal kiss, and even more so because I can see White's face even more clearly than usual because he's somehow opening his eyes.
 The golden eyes that look like they're going to suck you in, and the pure white skin that's spotless... No matter which part of the face you look at, it's a dazzlingly beautiful, truly divine shape.

 That alone is enough to make me nervous, but White-san ate the cookie pretty quickly and stopped just before the center.
 This is definitely the thing. It's a hidden - or not at all hidden - message that I want him to come kissing me.

 This is bad. It's not a surprise attack like the one at Juice, it's completely in the flow of a slow kiss from my end.
 But that doesn't mean there's no way around it. White will probably wait for me without moving a millimeter from the position where he just stopped, and I can't just snap the cookie and vanish, considering that White will be sad.
 In that case, I should still say...I only have one choice.

''.......hmmm.

 I could hear White's voice the moment our lips met, so clearly. And then the next thing that struck me was a comfort that could be described as overwhelming.
 I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to get rid of it, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work.

 Still, I managed to finish my cookie and tried to let go of my face, but....

(Wait, Kaito-san, please wait. I want to stay like this with you, my favorite, just a little bit longer.....no?

 Sarah, the words that couldn't possibly not be pleasing to be said were hammered directly into my head, and I couldn't leave when she gave me a sweet, upward glance.......
 







 Even after the game of Poo-Poo was over, the ordeals continued one after another. The game of loving each other, the ordeal of making each other eat parfait, and other such happy and embarrassing ordeals continued.
 The many trials caused a great deal of damage to my reason and shame.......but maybe I was still.......careless.

 I knew that in terms of knowledge, and I understood that it was a very dangerous thing. However, I had no experience with it, and at the same time, I knew somewhere in my heart that it was an otherworldly game.
 That's right, Alice, who knows a lot about the affairs of other worlds for nothing, is pulling the strings behind the scenes. I still didn't have a firm grasp of what that meant.

 After overcoming many trials and tribulations, I finally arrived in the last room. Now, looking at the ordeal prepared in front of me, I'm probably wearing an expression that can be taken as despair.
 This is a bad one. A really bad one........I don't know what will happen to my reasoning on the day I do this with Shiro-san.

 It was in a large space and had a bizarre presence. Colorfully colored circles lined up in an orderly fashion, at first glance a beautiful sight.
 But it just brings a sense of dread to me. I know this game as knowledge.

 Yes, yes ... no matter how you look at it, it's a 'twister game'.

 In contrast to the stunned me, Shiro-san, whose tension may have already reached its upper limit, has a dazzling smile on his face.......and of course, Alice is the one who tells him where to touch.... ...I don't see a future with decent results.

''Then I'll instruct you on the areas to be touched and the colors to be specified here! So let's begin our final ordeal! It's called "The Doki Love Tweeter Game!

 .... please don't. It will kill your reason.