Let’s establish a few things first. I might not have known any better back when I had just arrived in this otherworld, but since then, I had gained plenty of life experience. I had several lovers now, and my experience points in the realm of romance had definitely accumulated.
I had performed a princess carry many times before, and I had even given Shiro-san one once during an attraction at the amusement park.
However, even with all that experience, I knew I had to approach this particular situation with a great deal of resolve. To begin with, giving a princess carry to someone in a swimsuit meant that my hands and arms would almost certainly be in direct contact with her bare skin.
One might wonder why I was bracing myself so much over simply touching bare skin at this point, but... Shiro-san was in a league of her own. To put it simply, she was incredible.
Everything about her skin, from its texture to its elasticity, felt so perfect that it made me truly believe that gods were supreme in every detail. In fact, just holding hands with Shiro-san was enough to make me feel a sense of bliss; she was just that overwhelming.
"I-In that case, I’m going to lift you up now."
"Yes. Please do."
So, with a fair amount of nervousness, I lifted Shiro-san into a princess carry. As expected, her skin was incredibly smooth, and her flesh was so soft it felt as if my fingers were sinking into her, yet she possessed a definite warmth and firm elasticity.
It wasn't just my hands. As Shiro-san’s back pressed against my arm and her body pulled close against my chest, an unspeakable comfort washed over me. It was the kind of bliss that made me feel like I was going to melt away from the points where we touched.
And in the position of a princess carry, Shiro-san’s face was inevitably close to mine. Her beauty was truly divine; looking at her again from this distance, the term "peerless beauty" was the only one that fit.
"This is good. Keep going and praise me plenty. It makes me happy when you praise me, and it makes me even happier when you say it out loud."
"Well, I truly do think you’re an incredible beauty. Being able to hold you like this makes me realize just how happy I am."
"In other words... you want to say, 'Shiro-san belongs to me.'"
"Eh? Wh-Wait, how did it turn into that...?"
"In other words, you want to embrace me even more tightly to assert that I am yours, correct?"
"...Ah, yes. Then, would it be alright if I held you a little more firmly?"
"I do not mind. I permit it."
Just when I thought the conversation had taken a strange turn, I realized a moment later that she was indirectly asking me to press her closer to my chest. After getting her permission, I followed her request and pulled her in, tightening my arms.
I could see Shiro-san's voluptuous breasts pressing against my chest and changing shape, and my gaze involuntarily drifted toward them.
A princess carry... even while lying nearly on her back, her shape didn't collapse at all, yet she was unbelievably soft while maintaining a firm elasticity. She was truly someone whose entire body could be described as cheat-level.
"You may touch me without hesitation, you know? You have the right to touch and enjoy me to your heart's content, Kaito-san."
"N-No, I can't. That would make me lose my self-control..."
To be honest, I wavered immensely. Her words hit me with the force of a hammer. In this position, if I moved my hands even a little, I could easily touch Shiro-san’s breasts.
It was a tempting invitation that made me swallow hard, but I knew I couldn't give in now. The risk of losing my self-control was far too high.
If this were an overnight date where Shiro-san and I were alone, it might be different, but right now, this was just a break in the middle of my birthday party. I mobilized every ounce of my rationality to shake off the lustful thoughts clouding my mind.
"...Hohoh."
"...Shiro-san?"
As I fought my internal battle against temptation, Shiro-san murmured and nodded with a look of great interest.
"I see, I see. So the situation changes if it is an overnight date between the two of us... That is a very helpful piece of information."
"It—It was just a hypothetical example! A-Anyway, for now..."
"Very well. I shall make do with this for now."
"With th—Mmph!?"
After that suggestive murmur, Shiro-san leaned in with a surprise attack and kissed me. Not only that, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, brushing it against my teeth before pulling her lips away.
It was done so fluidly that it only lasted a moment, but a numbing pleasure shot through to the back of my brain. As I stood there dazed, Shiro-san smiled with a rare, joyful expression.
"...I shall look forward to the next opportunity."
In that moment, I felt like I might never be able to win against Shiro-san when it came to romance.
Serious-senpai (Sandy Beach of Sugar): "...(Guaaaah!? Wait, what? No way, I still take damage even like this!? I mean, I’ve had almost no consciousness while in this sugarized state until now, so why can I feel this!! Why!?)"
???: "Doesn't the Sandy Beach of Sugar look like it's pulsing?"
Machina: "That thing I added to Serious-senpai before, the one where you can see my beloved child even while sleeping... it applies to things like fainting too. She’s probably writhing because she has to watch my child's lovey-dovey antics."
???: "Aren't you naturally crushing all her escape routes...?"