"Okay, dude, whaddafu*k ya doin'?"
"Ssh, can you keep it low for a second? I am not kidnapping you. I can't even dare to do that, that I can't."
"Then why are you keeping my eyes closed, and making me walk like a fu*king blind man?" Airi snapped back at Shiro, trying to turn around towards him. But he kept her head steady, holding it between his hands.
"Ahhh mou, you are annoyin' me now," Airi grumbled in a low voice, not being able to win against him.
"It's just a black cloth on your eyes. And I am there to keep an eye on your road ahead, hum? So what's the problem? Let me do what I want, okay?" Shiro tried to cajole her softly, in a gentle voice. And slowly grabbing her by her shoulders, he guided the way ahead. Since it was her home anyway, walking ahead wasn't hard. But it felt way easier, because there was a pair of warm big hands holding her gently yet firmly, which wouldn't let her stumble on her way ahead.