The observation floor of the Clock Tower, bathed in the beautiful rays of the sunset, held an indescribably wonderful atmosphere. While I couldn't help but worry about Laguna-san’s stomach or how long this sunset would actually last... for now, I decided to prioritize spending a happy moment together, just as Shiro-san had requested.
"Um, should we sit together on this bench—or rather, this sofa?"
"Hmm... I desire a position with a more Lovey-dovey Feeling."
"A... Lovey-dovey Feeling? Like what?"
I thought just sitting side-by-side in this mood made us look quite a bit like a couple, but apparently, that wasn't enough for Shiro-san.
"I wish for this posture."
"...!?"
The moment Shiro-san whispered those words, the image of what she wanted flashed vividly into my mind. I would sit on the sofa first, and she would be cradled horizontally across my lap. It was a pose I’d seen in movies before, but she was definitely asking for something difficult. Still, I understood the concept. Essentially, it was sitting while maintaining a princess carry. If Shiro-san wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned into me, the Lovey-dovey Feeling would certainly be incredible.
If someone tall and dashing like Ozma-san did it, he’d look like a natural. If I tried, I’d probably just look ridiculous. Well, it wasn't like anyone was around to see us...
"I think I understand what you're asking for, Shiro-san... but how do we get into that position? Do I sit down and then have you sit on me? Or do I pick you up first and then sit down?"
"Hmm, I see. I do not know the proper procedure, but being carried like a princess would be twice as nice, so let's go with that."
"U-understood. Then, if you'll excuse me..."
I’d already given Shiro-san a princess carry once before at an amusement park attraction, so I felt a little more at ease. I picked her up as requested and then carefully lowered myself onto the sofa. It was a bit tricky to keep my balance, but I managed to get us into the posture Shiro-san wanted... though this was quickly becoming a dangerous situation.
For starters, we were in much closer contact than a standard princess carry. That was obvious since she was literally sitting on my lap, but more than that, Shiro-san’s cheat-tier body was as overwhelming as ever. Every part of her was so soft, her skin felt like silk beneath my fingers, and her signature sweet scent wafted around us. Shiro-san seemed to be enjoying the situation; she ignored the sunset entirely and began nuzzling her face against my neck. With her acting so spoiled, my heart wouldn't stop racing.
"...Um, Shiro-san? Aren't you going to look at the sunset?"
"Looking at the sunset is all well and good, but right now I'm in the mood to look at you, Kaito-san. And I'd like you to look at me, too."
"Ugh... there you go again, saying stuff like that so casually."
"Kaito-san, we are all alone. The atmosphere is perfect. And my lips are waiting."
My face flushed at her blunt, direct approach. Shiro-san expressed her love with such pure, straightforward affection that it was almost embarrassing—though, of course, I was happy. Even though she’d gone to the trouble of stopping time just to see this sunset, the fact that she was ignoring it seemed a bit much... yet my eyes were locked onto her face as she stared back at me. I had no intention of resisting her request for a kiss. Bathed in the reddish glow of the sun, she looked more enchanting than ever. With a small, helpless smile, I leaned in, drawn toward her.
Serious-senpai: "These two really are flirting from start to finish! Alice was at least a little more reserved! Argh, my Sugar Meter is almost full... I'm going to go through Sugarification again if this keeps up!"
???: "Seriously, would you please stop introducing these bizarre settings so randomly?"