Chapter 960: A Very Old Special SS 4 (2/2)
[Because there's that saying, you're going to make me a monster holding a flower in each hand!? No, in the first place, it was just a metaphor, so you don't have to physically cling onto me, okay!?]
[Is that so? ……Well, don't mind, don't mind. Now, let's resume our tea.]
My cries of panic at the situation of being sandwiched between a beautiful girl and a beautiful woman don't reach the smiling Kuro's ears. When Kuro announced that we should resume our tea, Shiro-san waved a finger and a long horizontal table appeared in front of us. ……The front was blocked too. Seriously, I can't run anymore.
[Fufufu, I've actually prepared a new baby castella for today.]
[……What is this? I have a really bad feeling about this.]
The usual baby castellas were tasty…… enough for me to think that Kuro's true identity isn't the Underworld King, and she's actually the Spirit of Baby Castellas.
Well, it wouldn't be a problem if the baby castellas coming out were the usual…… but the problem is how she called them ”new”.
When I heard that, I was immediately reminded of that wasabi-filled baby castella I had once eaten. It would be great if it isn't like that. At least, I hope that it's at least something proper……
[Why the heck is it ”silver-colored”!?]
That's strange, the baby castella I know of is brown. No, it generally should be brown-colored.
Well, of course, I've seen orange-colored bread and the like, so I suppose it wouldn't be strange for something to be kneaded into the dough to change the color.
However, errr…… What ingredients did she use to have a ”metallic silver” color? Did she mix mercury into it? It'll kill you, you know? Unnn, that definitely kills you. This is definitely something I shouldn't eat.
[Now, come on, Kaito-kun. Eat it~~]
[………………..]
The words she said with a big smile on her face sounded like a death sentence to my ears. No, no, this thing's no good. This thing has a color that humans shouldn't be eating, you know!?
I want to run away. But if I tell her that I don't want to eat it, Kuro will be sad. I don't want to see Kuro looking sad, but even if that's so, I don't want to put that horrible object in my mouth.
Damned if I do, damned if I don't…… I'm locked in a stalemate.
[……N- No, you see…… M- My hands are full so……]
Even though I said that in desperation, in fact, my right arm is being held by Kuro and my left arm is being held by Shiro-san. It doesn't seem like they want to let go of my hand, isn't this a good escape route for something I just thought of in an instant?
[Then, ”I'll feed you”.]
[…………….]
……Reality sure is ruthless. When Kuro heard my words, she smiled, picked up a baby castella and held it out to my mouth.
I now find myself in a wonderful situation where a cute and beautiful girl is holding out food to my mouth. This should have been a situation I'd be happy about. ……If only the food she's holding out to me is a one-way ticket to hell……
[Here, Kaito-kun. Ahhhn.]
[……A- Ahhhn.]
Overpowered by Kuro's cuteness, feeling chills all over my body, I slowly opened my trembling mouth.
Thrown into my mouth was the lump of silver, having incredible softness unimaginable from how it looks…… and a ”bad taste” that made my hair stand on end……
[………………….]
[Kaito-kun?]
What the heck is this taste? It was as if it was boiled under muddy water, coated with chocolate, and topped with tabasco and whipped cream…… Bitterness, sweetness, spiciness and sourness…… All of them mixed together and spread in my mouth as a horribly bad taste.
My stomach felt like it was going to burst. My whole body is refusing to eat it. Let alone swallow, my will rejects chewing whatever it is in my mouth.
Even so, even when tears dripped down my eyes, even if I'm heading for my death, I desperately swallowed. Breathing hard, I managed to get over it and felt relieved, before I slowly asked Kuro.
[……K- Kuro…… Have you tasted this?]
[No. I thought I'd let Kaito-kun eat it first……]
[……I- I see…… You see, this…… Mghh!?]
……This tasted so bad that I felt like dying. The moment I was about to say those words though, for some reason, ”another one” was thrown into my mouth.
The unprecedented bad taste that struck me once again triggered my brain's defense instincts, and my consciousness rapidly faded away.
[K- Kaito-kun!? A- Are you alright!? G- Get a grip!]
[……Kuro…… From now on…… taste…… it first……]
[Kaito-kuuuuuuun!?]
As my consciousness fades, I only glanced at her…… The culprit who had imitated Kuro and threw a silver baby castella into my mouth, curiously tilting her head at me.
Shiro-san…… You really are……