Hiro swallowed hard. No wonder he felt that the girl had an appearance that was 100% his type. It turned out that the form was made based on what was inside his head. But, how could that be? Wasn't this just a game? Why was there no limit? Hiro was once again amazed by the game he initially hated.
"How can I get out of this place? I have to do something."
"What? If you mean touching that tree, I won't let you do it," Meta replied, then turned his back to Hiro so that Hiro could see her exposed and very smooth back.
Well. It looks like staying here a bit longer is fine too.
However, Hiro immediately shook his head and brought himself to his senses. "Is that thing going to kill me?" he asked, trying to ask another topic that might be useful.