When I opened the door in the temple, I found myself—- in a hanging garden.
No, it’s not like I’m making a gag or anything like that, but seriously, when I opened the door and went in, what I saw before was a hanging garden with no one in sight. And the door that I’ve just passed through, which I should have passed through just a minute ago, is gone.
To be honest, my mind hasn’t really quite caught up with it but…… Eh? Could it be that this is actually the waiting room? Maybe it’s just I who doesn’t know and this is actually the norm—- No, as expected, that isn’t possible. I an, how the heck could anyone call this place a room!?
[……………..]
[Eh?]
And just as it was too sudden that I found myself in here, I suddenly found soone there as if they had been there from the start.
Yes, before I noticed it, without even making a sound nor did I even feel her presence, standing a few feet in front of was a woman…… No, there’s “sothing” standing there of nature I do not know.
She has the appearance of an unparalleled beauty—– I can’t think of anything else to say about her. Long, silver-white straight hair that doesn’t have any curls reaching to her knees, they even seem like they’re faintly glittering, and golden eyes that don’t have any hint of cloudiness.
Her body, which is about 160cm tall and dressed in white vestnts, is so beautiful that you would think that her existence embodies the perfect divine proportions—– and most of all, she’s kind of eerie.
When I t Kuro, I thought that her appearance as she stands against the sunset was like art, but the appearance of the woman in front of is art in itself, not just a taphor that describes her.
Yes, everything is too perfect for the woman in front of , that it gives an inexplicable sense of foreignness from her.
She should have been right in front of , but she doesn’t feel real, as if I’m just looking at a finished painting. My instincts were telling that the being in front of is in a “different level” from —— Is this being perhaps, a God?
[Nice to et you, Miyama Kaito-san, the human from another world liked by Kuromueina from first sight. I’m “Shallow Vernal”, nice to et you.]
[…………….]
After the woman opened her mouth in front of the completely speechless , I felt like sothing cold ran down behind my spine.
Her voice is so beautiful that I thought it was a gospel from God, but at the sa ti, I felt a strong sense of discomfort that I can’t put into words.
It didn’t really take that long for to understand why I felt that way. It’s because it was hard for to believe that the words I just heard emanate from the woman in front of .
[I suppose you’re surprised by the abruptness of the situation. I was led to this place at Kuromueina’s request. And just as they said, the better the view of the surrounding is, the more calming it will be.]
[………………..]
If I just put my attention to the words she said, I don’t think I would have found anything strange among them—– But I can’t sense any intonation in her voice.
Although her voice is supposed to be beautiful, but having the sa loudness, speed, and intensity makes it look like there’s no emotion in her voice, as if it was just a machine speaking to …… No, her voice is so constant that it feels like even a machine would have more emotion if it was to speak.
Furthermore, her facial expressions didn’t change at all, as if she didn’t have any emotions right from the start. I don’t even know if those golden eyes are looking at , or if they’re looking at the background as if I didn’t exist.
They said that people are afraid of the things they don’t understand, and that’s probably what I’m feeling right now, the reason why I’m feeling a chill running down my spine.
[You look quite confused, are you alright?]
[……Eh? Ah, y- yes…… I’m sorry.]
[No need to apologize. It’s my fault for bringing you here so suddenly.]
As expected, each of Shallow Vernal-sama’s words was spoken without any changes in her expression or voice, I frantically moved my head, which had been frozen in place, and replied to her words.
[I- I’m Miyama Kaito. N- Nice to et you. Errr, Shallow Vernal-sama……]
[You can just call “Shiro” if you want. That’s what Kuromueina—- Kuro calls .]
[N- No, but, errr……]
[You can just call Shiro if you want. That’s what Kuro calls .]
[Errr…… Shiro-sama?]
[That “-sama” is unnecessary.]
[No……]
[That “-sama” is unnecessary.]
[As expected, I can’t just impudently……]
[That “-sama” is unnecessary.]
[Ah, yes…… Shiro-san.]
[Best regards.]
Our conversation finally moved forward!? She’s not even trying to pull back for the others! That would have just ended up in an endless loop!
……I’ll do what you say, so please stop sounding like a broken record in a repeated playback. Seriously, it’s scary.
To be honest, I didn’t feel really comfortable calling a being that’s obviously in another level compared to such a thing, but having to hear the sa words repeated over and over again with her completely unchanging expression and voice, I just gave up and changed the way I called her.
[T- Then, once again…… Shiro-san said that Kuro requested you sothing…… But why exactly did I get summoned to this place?]
[I think it’s plausible to question it—– Well then, I will now grant you your blessing.]
[Huh? Eh?]
Arehh? That’s weird…… Didn’t she just hear asking that question? Just because you told what you think about that question, that doesn’t an you explained anything, you know!?
After telling in a voice with no inflection at all, Shiro lightly pointed her hand at without answering my question.
[Bless you.]
[!? ]
After her short, emotionless words were spoken, my body seed to glow for a mont.
However, there was no other change and the light quickly subsided. Arehh? That’s it?
[Now then, shall we have so tea?]
[What?]
Wait a minute, I’m begging you, please explain the situation a little bit. I don’t even have any idea what’s going on.
What did Kuro ask Shiro-san to do, is the blessing finished with just that, and why the heck are we having tea now, it’s fine if you just briefly talk about it, but could you please explain it to !?
[Kuro requested to grant you my blessing. Your blessing is complete. However, it will take so ti until the blessing to your companions is completed, so let’s have a cup of tea to get to know each other.]
[Ah, yes.]
I thought you would just put that aside, but she really concisely explained it all!? I really don’t understand this person at all…… Are all Gods like her?
Honestly, I want to hold my head in my hands right now, but before I knew it, a garden chair and table appeared in front of , and Shiro-san is already taking her seat.
If I don’t take my seat, I feel like I would just end up in that endless loop again, so I sit down in one of the simple but beautiful white garden chairs, facing Shiro-san.
And then, as if it’s natural, a cup of amber-colored liquid appeared in front of .
[…………………..]
[…………………..]
A- Awkward. The combination of her silence and expressionlessness turned everything really awkward. A C- Conversation…… We should have so conversation, at least……
I- It’s alright. I’ve been through a lot since I ca to this world, and even though I’m a loner, my communipower should have improved a little bit…… I need sothing, so kind of clue to initiate our conversation……
Even though we sat daw facing each other…… Having no conversation starting at all, I got a little impatient, so I just turned to the drink placed in front of while looking for a clue to initiate our conversa—- whoa, this is delicious! What is this black tea? Even though I’m not that knowledgeable about teas, even I can see that it’s outrageously delicious…… Should I say that it’s to be expected from the tea served by God huh…… That’s right, how about we start with this tea……
[T- This tea is quite delicious, isn’t it?]
[I’m glad you like it.]
[…………..]
[…………..]
I can’t push the conversation forward at all!? Or rather, even if I tried to push forward our conversation, I couldn’t continue at all with the combo of her complete lack of facial expressions and voice intonations.
Kuhhh… I guess the level up of my communipower is nothing but my imagination huh. Reality really is ruthless…… I an, I’m the type of person who basically waits and receives what the other person says.
What I’ve learned in my long, loner life is how to adapt to what the other person is saying…… In other words, the opening conversation is left to the other person, and I’m just basically adapting to that and keeping the conversation going without straining it.
This conversation technique is effective for most people, especially for the type of people like Kuro who is willing to talk to .
Unfortunately, there’s a fatal flaw in this tactic. It doesn’t work well if I’m talking with the sa type of person. This is exactly what’s happening in my current situation with Shiro-san.
I may be able to push forward so topics if I was talking with a normal person, but Shiro-san is a difficult adversary for I don’t know what she’s thinking nor do I even know how to talk with her in the first place…… Shiro-san, anything is fine, but don’t you have anything we could talk about?
[In that case, let ask you a question—– What did you an when you said communipower?]
[…… It’s short for communication power, which is basically the power to have a good conversation with others.]
[I see—- Then what does being a loner an?]
[It basically ans soone being alone…… By the way, Shiro-san. Could you possibly be able to read my mind or sothing like that?]
[I can certainly read your mind.]
[Ah, is that so.]
She just affird it as if it’s a matter of course!? Does that an she had read everything I just said!? That’s really embarrassing……
Then, I think it’s best to let Shiro-san take the lead in this conversation……
[Ah, it won’t do if we don’t have so teacakes, right?]
[…………….]
I’ve been thinking for a while now, but haven’t you gone along with your own pace all these tis? Are you that free? Hey, are you that free?
She doesn’t even care about our current situation, and she just switched from one conversation to another with the sa expression on her face and voice. It’s a common say in all eras and cultures, but it seems that gods don’t really understand the feelings of people.
[Please enjoy your al.]
[……Shiro-san, even you too huh……]
To be honest, I had a bad feeling when I heard that she was Kuro’s acquaintance, just like how she showed up in front of like it was natural. The baby castellas has undoubtedly turned into the thing that I’ve seen the most in this world.
Not having any energy to complain anymore, I pick up a baby castella that I’m already used to eating and put it in my mouth……
[!?!?!?!? ]
——I feel like fainting in agony.
The mont I take a bite of the baby castella, a piercing spiciness spread in my mouth and it stuck not only in my mouth, but also in my nostrils.
D- Don’t tell , this is—– Wasabi!?
Eh? Why is there wasabi in the baby castella!? Is she harassing ? Isn’t wasabi in a completely different vector of existence? This should have been a combination that couldn’t exist……
A baby castella filled with wasabi—- A bizarre disproportionate taste of sweetness and spiciness began spreading in my mouth. I began to pour tea into my mouth, desperately wanting for the violent disgusting taste to be washed away.
And just when I moved my gaze to the person who brought out the cruelness incarnate teacakes that carved a new trauma inside of , Shiro-san brought it to her mouth without any particular change in her expression.
……Why are you eating that normally? Don’t tell , she isn’t actually trying to harass and just a regular teacake for her? T- This person…… Don’t tell that not only her very being, but even her sense of taste is also weird?
[Shi- Shiro-san?]
[What is it?]
[Is that good?]
[No, it’s so bad that I’d rather eat dirt.]
[………….]
Then, at least show a little bit of that kind of feeling in your expression or your voice!!
I an, in the first place, why the heck did you make that kind of stuff and serve it as teacakes! Say it!!
[Kuro once gave these as a gift, saying “I tried to make it but it was incredibly bad, so I’m giving these to you.”.]
[……However, didn’t Shiro-san also think that it doesn’t taste good?]
[Yes. It’s hard to believe that a food as terrible as this exists in this world.]
[……Then, why did you offer such a substitute for the teacakes?]
[Kuro told that “Baby castellas are the best thing to eat with tea.”, and since I want to deepen my friendship with Miyama Kaito-san, I served what I heard was the best thing to welco you.]
[……However, what about Shiro-san’s thoughts regarding these teacakes?]
[It tastes so bad that I think its very existence should be a sin.]
[……………….]
I think I now understand a little bit regarding this person. Her expression and intonation of her voice don’t change at all as usual, but this person is probably…… A really outrageous natural airhead.
Adding up being a natural airhead to being expressionless and emotionless is a terribly poor disposition. I would like it if you give back all the reverence I felt for you just a short while ago……
[Don’t you think it would be quite difficult for to return it since it isn’t tangible?]
[……It’s just a taphor.]
Dear Mom, Dad—— I t God but…… She was eerily expressionless, chillingly emotionless…… And to top it all off—– She’s an outrageous natural airhead.
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