In the original world, it was winter and cold in the New Year, and this world's New Year's weather is supposed to be warm and close to spring, but the current body of mine was wrapped in an oddly chilly atmosphere.
　I don't need to think about the cause of this, but the existence that appeared in front of me. I felt a chilling sensation, as if my soul was frozen.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world. He asked.
　Even though my instincts appeal to me that I must make a reply and that I must not disobey this opponent, my body only shakes in small increments and does not move properly.

"........I repeat.......you.......brave?

　As if my continued silence was off-putting, the woman changed her tone to a slightly stronger one and asked me the same questions repeatedly.
　It was as if she was being strangled by an invisible hand, and it came down to me as a suffocating sensation that included a sense of pressure.

".........I'm.......an otherworldly person, but I'm not.......a brave man.......
Yeah.

　The woman nodded to the words she managed to squeeze out desperately, without showing any particular reaction to them.
　The silence is heavy. I feel as if the air must have weight.
　The trembling in my body grows even louder, wanting to get rid of this hellish feeling as soon as possible.
　After a short pause, the woman holds out her hand to me to shake my hand.

''........I am.......Isis......Isis Remnant......nice to meet you.
!

　The moment I looked at the proffered hand, what rose in my heart was an intense sense of discomfort.
　A feeling of fear, far greater than my mind can tolerate, rises from the pit of my stomach in the form of nausea.
　Run, run, run, hide, nigero........my instincts scream out in intensity.
　The hand that is supposed to be white and beautiful looks like the sickle of the Grim Reaper.
　You must not touch it. If you touch it, you will die.

".........

　Seeing me, the woman slightly lowered her eyes, and the moment she saw me, a single emotion was felt in my heart.
　A deep sadness, a strong loneliness........a feeling of loneliness too intense.......
　That emotion that my sensory magic has read. As soon as I understood that, a different thought arose in my mind than the one I had before.
　I don't understand the logic, there's no clear reason or basis for it. But for some reason, I felt that if I escaped here, I would regret it for the rest of my life.

".........

　My body naturally moved..............and I found myself slapping my face with both hands.
　The bizarre fear that still assaults my body hasn't disappeared. But the thoughts that come to mind are about to become something completely different.

　Get your head out of your ass!　Think again.
　What did this man do to me?　Did they do any harm or turn on you in any way?　No, I didn't this person just asked me if I was a brave man and then introduced myself and asked for a handshake. I'm not doing anything funny.

　I stare into the woman's red eyes, which seem somewhat startled, and as I reach out to shake her hand to accept her hand... an intense sense of discomfort hits me again.
　Clenching his teeth in dizzying fear and discomfort, he still tries desperately to move his hand.
　There's no basis for this, and I don't know why. I don't even know why I'm so desperate, I don't even know that... but I feel like I have to hold this person's hand... right here, right now.

　If I had been in the same situation before I came to this world, I would have run away for sure.
　But when I came to this world and met Black I knew that a single favor could save my heart. I've learned how glad I am to have him reach out to me in the depths of my dark heart.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in his or her heart, so if he or she is the only one who can reach out to the depths of his or her heart at this time, there's no reason to run away.

　You're going to be able to find out if this unspeakable fear is because of the magic power worn by the woman in front of you, you're going to be able to tremble like an idiot Don't, just adapt!
　
　The trembling of my hand gradually lessens and slowly, like slow motion, I reach for the woman's proffered hand.

　How long did it take?　Anyway, my outstretched hand reaches the hand of the woman who has been waiting for me for a ridiculously long time, holding it out for so long.
　Grasping the cold hand, I close my eyes once and...............opening my mouth with a smile on my face.

''........My name is Miyama Kaito. It's nice to meet you. Isis-san.
'.........!

　The fear and discomfort finally disappeared as I held her hand, and I was able to speak naturally.
　Isis-san stared at me stunned, and then nodded once before opening her mouth. Her voice was heartless, as if she was trembling or relieved.

''.........Miyama Kite......Kite......can I call you?''
Yes, sir.
Kite let's get married.
I don't know what you're talking about.

　 It's as if it doesn't make sense.......isn't the process in between a bust?
　In response to me, Isis-san smiles with a sincerely happy smile and continues her words.

''........hand.......holding my hand......I'm happy......happy!　.... so ... marriage.
....

　Huh?　Strange?　I just felt a chill run down my back in a different way than I did before... but it's just my imagination, right?
　Earlier, I felt like I was getting a cold impression, but now he's looking at me with such heat in his eyes that I think he's going to burn me out.
　Um, what am I supposed to do about this?　I'm going to have to say something... uh...

Well, maybe we could start with your friends and see if that helps.
....

　When I suggested fearfully, as if choosing my words........Isis-san's cheeks turned red and she smiled happily.

''Friends........friends......Kite and friends......I'm happy.''

　Apparently he liked it, and Isis-san repeated it over and over again with her friend like a rant.
　Yup.
　As it is, I have a little chat with Ms. Isis, and we have a particularly casual conversation. It was getting pretty dark, so when I told her that I was going to leave soon, Isis-san muttered with a lonely look on her face.

''........where does Kite.......live?''
'Well, I'm living in Duke Albert's house down the street now.
Can I come visit you... sometime?
'Oh, yes. Of course, you can come over anytime. I'll talk to the landlord myself.
Will it be... bother...?
It's all right. Don't be shy. Me and Mr. Isis are friends, and you're welcome to come over anytime.
...ah...yes.

　When Isis-san asks me in a fearful sort of way, I tell her that she can come visit me whenever she wants, and she smiles with a really happy smile on her face.
　In this way, she is usually a pretty woman. Really, I was wondering what I was feeling so horrible about until just now.
　After nodding happily at my words, Isis-san takes out a blue flower from somewhere and holds it out to me.

''Um ... this ... is for you.''
Thank you. I'll take good care of it.
Yes.

　A flower with blue petals as clear as ice. I take that flower, which I haven't seen very often, from Isis-san and after thanking her, I store it in the magic box.

''Well then, I'd better get going. We'll talk again.
"...yes ...thank you ...kite ...I love you.
Oh, thank you so much I'll see you then.
I'll see you later.

　For some reason, a strange chill hits me again, and I bow my head to Isis-san, who gives me a small wave, and leave the place.

　Dear Mom and Dad - it really was a lot of things today until the end. In a way, this may be the first time in my life that I've worked so hard. But because of that, I've become friends with Mr. Isis.


























　It's a corner of the vast magical world. An area that has been covered with ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and is called the land of death.
　In a room in a huge castle covered in deep ice, the girl called Death Incarnate had a happy expression on her face.

''........Kite.......''

　Saying the name of the young man he met today as if he was in love with him, his cheeks stained like a maiden in love, the Death King, Isis Remnant, muttered to himself while staring at the books packed like a mountain.

''I found........I finally found......I'm sure......Kite. ........Kite.......my 'man of destiny'....

　Muttering, Isis holds a book - her favorite book - in her arms as if it were important.
　The book tells the story of a young girl who falls in love with a man she met by chance, and as she sees herself in the girl's eyes, her cheeks are dyed and she whispers the name of her lover over and over again.
　The name of the young man from another world who took my hand after thousands of years of being feared and walking in solitude....
　The Death King, feared by most of this world as a symbol of death... her mind was now filled with thoughts of only one young man.