It seems that Isis has read a lot of books, and we had a lot of fun talking about them.
　I mainly ask her questions and she answers them, but she seems to really enjoy answering them one by one.
　I've heard that there are history books and adventure stories in this world, as well as grimoires and other kinds of books that don't exist on earth, but what caught my interest more than anything else was the fact that there are books that are like fantasy novels.
　Because of the existence of summoning heroes in this world, the other world is a rather familiar existence. That's why there are many writers in this world who fantasize about other worlds, our world or other worlds and write novels about them.
　It's not an easy thing to come across a novel that's about to be transferred to another world, but....

'The more I hear about it, the more interesting the books in this world sound. I'd like to read more of those books too.
Well I'll bring you some books next time.
Really? I'm looking forward to it.

　Mr. Isis-san remarks that he will lend me a book, and I, who became more and more interested in the books of this world after what we just talked about, return the words with a slight bite.

　We continued chatting about the book for a while, and when the topic of conversation had died down, I was leisurely sipping a cup of slightly cooled tea when I noticed it.
　A faint glint appeared in Isis-san's eyes as she stared at me - a tear appeared, and a single tear ran down her cheek and fell on the table.

''Ah, Isis-san!　What's wrong?
''Oh I'm sorry I'm having so much fun... so much... so much. ...It's been a while.
....

　When I called out to her, worried that something was wrong, Isis-san replied with a small voice as if she were muttering.
　It's not easy to express in words in that one word that comes back to me, there seems to be more feelings dwelling in that word than I can easily express in words, and I hesitate to even reply to it without hesitation.
　

　It is said that since the day she was born, Isis-san has had a powerful death spell in her body... until now, she has been hated by many creatures.
　In the beginning, he was unable to handle that death spell well, and it seems that if Isis-san only felt negative emotions, that death spell hunted down the lives around her.
　Most living things in this world, including plants and animals, were unable to resist Isis' death spell, and at the time, Isis was a natural disaster.

　There is no one who does not have negative emotions in their daily life. Frustrated by trivial conversations, frustrated when things don't go well, feeling alone and lonely....
　No matter how much Isis-san wished to relate to others, the creature was frightened and died if she approached it.

　After spending a long time like that, little by little, Isis-san became able to control the magic of death..........but in the end, she was unable to completely erase it.
　 I've heard that she was really happy when some of them were able to communicate with her.

　But the existence of those six kings, the existence of beings with the same level of power as her, ironically, was the factor that pushed Isis-san into a corner.
　 The divine race began to gather and only Miss Isis was left behind.

　While Isis-san could only communicate with people of her own rank or higher, the other six kings had established friendly relations with the less powerful human race.
　Isis-san couldn't help but be envious of that. It was hard to watch the other six kings interacting with the human race.
　Whenever she heard about the conversations she had had with the other six kings in the human world, even though she had enjoyed talking with them, she would cry over and over again, feeling helplessly alone.
　To Isis-san, I was the first human friend she had ever made, and she was very happy about that.

　After listening to her story, I get up from the sofa and move to her side.
　Then I touched that small hand that was trembling slightly, as gently as possible, wrapping it around me.

''........Kite?''
To be honest, I can't understand all of the painful feelings that Isis-san has been feeling for thousands of years.... I can't even talk about understanding the feelings of Isis-san.
....
And the cool thing about me doing something about that loneliness... I'm afraid I can't say it, and I don't think I can actually do it.

　It's unfortunate and fortunate in a way, but I think I'm an ordinary person, to be frank.
　If you can't accomplish anything beyond your stature, then the only thing I can do for the trembling Isis-san is to just be me and face her straight from the heart.

It's a good idea to have a good time with them. It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with us. There's not much I can do, but I'll always be there to talk to you.
.....
Don't worry. I won't ever be afraid to reject you in the future. I can promise you that.
.........?

　I'm not sure if I was able to convey my thoughts well, but I think I was able to convey my thoughts somehow.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's not a good idea to think about it if you don't have any of your own personal photos, so I'll do my best to put it to good use for Ms. Isis's sake.

　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

''Ah, Isis-san!

　A cool, low body temperature and a soft body touch, and a flowery scent wafting from her hair.

'....Kite I love...I love...I love you...'
....

　I was surprised when he suddenly hugged me, but when I saw Isis-san burying her face in my chest and her shoulders trembling with her voice, I couldn't say anything else.
　Isis-san is the Sixth King, a powerful force beyond human knowledge, one of the strongest in this world.......but she is not an invincible being who will never be hurt.
　The proof of this is Isis-san, who hugs me as if clinging to me with tears streaming down her face. That trembling shoulder looks terribly small, and it's so fragile that it looks as if it would collapse just by touching it.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with us.

　I'm not going to be able to clean up Isis's situation with such simple words as "poor," and I don't think there's much I can do for her. But for now--can I show off a little bit?