If you ask me if I didn't have a bad feeling about it, that's not true. I've never played the game of Twister before, but I know the general rules of the game.
　Originally, the game was supposed to be played on a mat lined with colored circles, with the player touching the left and right limbs and colors designated by roulette, and losing when the player's knees or body touches them.

　However, there is no roulette in the twister game in this room, and Alice reads out the colors and the parts of the body that touch the colors at her discretion.
　I think it should have been predictable at this point but now I sincerely think.......Alice, remember that later.

''Now, Kite, the next one is red with your right hand.
.....
....

　To be clear, the instructions to me are all simple, and the red with the right hand that is now designated can be touched without getting into such an unreasonable position.
　However, we must not forget that this twister game is not to be played alone.

　If I were to explain my current situation in a nutshell, it's 'White's chest is right under my nose'.
　
　

　And I had been exquisitely guided by Alice into a position where I was slightly off and covered up on top of her.
　
　Moreover, from earlier, Alice's instructions have made her spread her hands and legs a little bit wider.........and her face is gradually dropping to a lower position.

''Then next, Sharovanal-sama, your right foot is blue.''
Yes, sir.

　And Shiloh's is moving one foot or hand to the side, and then returning to his original position at the next command.
　I can see clearly what Alice and White are after now. I'm pretty sure they are planning to put my face against White's chest.

　In fact, I'm already pretty close to the edge. Even when she's close to her back, her breasts are beautifully shaped and not at all misshapen, and the inexplicably pleasant scent wafting from the fact that her face is quite close to mine.
　The too-sweet nectar that can be tasted if you bow your head just a little bit more...this is almost raw.

　My posture is slowly getting tighter and tighter, shouldn't I just give up on this and get out of position?　First of all, they definitely wouldn't admit to losing, like touching the wrong color or something like that....
　That thought came to mind, but at the same time, I had a concern in my head.

　Normally, if I on the upper side collapsed, Shiro-san would also collapse, but... probably, Shiro-san. You're not afraid to support my weight even in that position, are you?　So my body doesn't touch down, does it?

Alice, can I ask you something?
"Yes, yes, what is it?
How is this going to end?
''That is if one of us loses. Ah, but there's a difference in specs between Sharovanal-sama and Kite, so Kite-san will be fine as long as I don't judge her as a handicap, as long as I don't judge that her whole body is completely on the ground.''
...color wrong?
''Well, let's go easy on that part.
You should really try to remember that later.

　In other words, it means........ "Even if I collapse and dive into White's chest now, I won't lose. It won't end........even if I collapse, it won't end. The worst thing that could happen is that I could continue with my face buried in his chest.
　There's got to be some way to get around this crisis yeah, yeah!

We'll continue. Mr. Kite, green your right foot.

　Okay, this is it!

...Oh, shit!

　Hearing Alice's instructions, I push the ground hard with one hand and deflect my body to the side while uttering a line that seems to be a stick in the air even to me.
　Then, I dodged Shiro-san's body as it was, and on the ground.......

''-- Eh?''
What's wrong?　Mr. Kaijin?
I'm completely out of shape now, aren't I?　Why are you back in your 'original cover-up position'?
It's strange.
....

　There was no way to escape because the other party was too cheeky!　
　I mean, you want to put my face against your own chest that badly!

'Yes. Or, more accurately, I'd like to hold Kaito-san's head on my chest.
Well, Mr. White.
Yes?
Is there a reason you have to do that in this situation?
Not really.
''Well I'll accept about the act later, so can you give me a break here?''
I'll be fine.

　I can't help but feel like I've dug my own grave a little bit, but the worst thing that could happen to me is that the game would continue with my face buried in my chest.
　If you think about it, it's terribly embarrassing, but...........................This exchange condition isn't something I can't drink.


''But it looks interesting, and since we've come all the way here, we should continue...''
I won't be talking to you anymore.
'It's a lie!　I'm sorry!　I'm on a roll!　We will end it immediately!''

　The twister game, which really should be called somehow or other, the spirit of the twister game that was grinding away at me, is over.
　But maybe it's because I had White's chest right under my nose the whole time, but I can't help but feel something that I should call his scent lingering in my head.
　Why does it really smell so good?　I'm not the kind of person who wears perfume or anything like that but it was a strange scent that made me feel safe.

''So let's check it out for a bit, shall we?''
Huh?　What--Wappu!
'By the way, this is separate from the promise I made earlier. I'm just checking.
''~~~~!

　By the time I noticed, my entire face was pressed against something incredibly soft. Even though it didn't lose its shape at all when I was on my back, it was impossibly soft when I touched it like this, and the faint body heat was comforting - not!　Hey, White!　That's a different story!　Let go....

Let go.....

　Hey, you natural gods!　How could you just ignore it?　I know you can hear me!

'Oops, come to think of it, after the negotiations were concluded, I was still trying not to read minds, lest it be unfair in the game beyond that. But, well, it doesn't seem to be a problem, so let's leave it at that for a while. And your privacy is important to me, Kaijin-san.
!

　Oi!　Hey!　Which is a mouthful of privacy or something... or, wait, really, really bad!　Because you can't breathe or even before that, you're in trouble because there's too much blood on your face!
　White is being too aggressive today.....

We don't want him to suffocate, so let's make sure he can take in oxygen directly..............................so he doesn't lose consciousness, and let his mind calm down a bit.

　With his flat manner, even the escape route of fainting was blocked. This is just........the work of the devil.