An Elf: The Last Apostle Of The Forest God

There were plenty of other mesmerizing trees. If Shiro was to go on, he might pass out of excitement.

And just as he kept looking at them, all of a sudden, someone called out to him.

"Hello, Shiro.", a manly voice said from behind.

"Who's there?", Shiro turned around as he was surprised with the sudden voice.

A peculiar-looking man was standing in front of him. He had a pair of pointy ears and a crown made up of flowers and leaves on his head.

The man was wearing only a white cloth that was hanging loosely around his body. 

His chest muscles were exposed for everyone to see. He had a well-defined collarbone and jawline.

Shiro blinked his eyes a few times to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

The man smiled as he extended his hands warmly at Shiro, expecting Shiro to shake his hand back.

Shiro looked at his hand and back at the man's face weirdly.