Seeing Isis-san with a happy expression on her face because of something good for her in an unintentional way makes me feel happy too.
　

　Once again, I started walking with Isis-san, and as I was thinking about whether it was time to look at some stalls, I suddenly saw something.
　Fluffy and soft looking like a cloud, moving the sticks around like a large circle with a large magic tool, and the soles that were being formed more and more were truly art.

　........it is, after all, cotton candy. Well, even though the event is mainly a flea market, it's not surprising that there are food stalls.
　
　However, to me, as an adult, it seems a little too childish. Well, in short..........I'd like to eat it super!

　No, no, because a festival is cotton candy, and cotton candy is a festival. I think it's safe to say that not eating cotton candy here is in a way disrespectful to the festival. No, I'm not trying to be childish or anything, but cotton candy is very tasty, so I can't help but feel this way.

　If I was the only one here right now, I would not hesitate to buy the cotton candy. But now I have a girlfriend named Isis next to me.
　So, if that's the case, it's a little embarrassing to say that I want to eat cotton candy. And yet, I want to eat it. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I'll be able to eat it next.......
　Yo, okay, this is a far-fetched suggestion here.........

'Oh, Mr. Isis. Wow, there's a cotton candy stall. You can find them in my world too........well, since we are here, would you like to try some?
"...Yeah?　If you want to eat your kite that's fine I'll eat mine with my kite. I would be ... happy.
Ggh.....
...Kite?

　The angel's smile causes my conscience to take an unusual amount of damage.
　I'm sorry Isis-san I was an ugly person. I pretended that I wanted to eat myself, as if I wanted to introduce the sweets of my world to Isis-san.

''It's nothing....................Oh, I'll buy it for you!
"...what?　...Are you sure?
'Yes!　Let me be cool for a moment like this.
"...Kite ... is ... always ... cool, you know?
"What?

　It's hard because Isis-san is too much of an angel I feel like my ugly heart is being burned out.

　Feeling guilty for trying to use Isis-san as a dupe, I take her and move to the stall. And I immediately regretted this careless action.

''I'm sorry--''　Ah, ah........." - Eh?
...Oh...sorry...

　It was completely bypassed. Even if the effects of Isis-san's death magic power had improved, that was only if they were at a certain distance.
　

　Even more unfortunate, the stall was not prepared by the Sixth King's subordinates, but by the general participants.
　Mr. Isis tried to leave immediately, but the stall owner ran away sooner than that. Throwing away the tools of the trade and everything else, at a glance.......

''........''

　Seeing that, Isis-san's expression changes to one of sadness. You should have known........we haven't been able to completely deal with the magic of death yet. It's only a small hint of improvement I should have been a little more careful.

''Kite I'm sorry...''
Mr. Isis?
...I knew it....you're not with me...

　It may have been a forceful move. But I didn't want to make her say more, so I forced Isis-san's mouth to shut up as she started to say something.
　I savored the feel of her moist, slightly cool lips and then let go of her face. Then, Isis-san's eyes widened as she seemed surprised.

''........Kite?''
'Excuse me!　
"...what?　........but.......
''Isis-san didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one who....
'No - it's the 'uncle' that's bad.
...What?

　I was about to tell him that I was sorry, when a familiar voice interrupted me.

''...Ozma?''
Miss Ozma?
'Oh no, I'm sorry Mr. Isis. I was in charge of this shop, but I needed a smoke, and I had a friend of mine to watch the shop for me. I apologize for making you uncomfortable, and I don't want to say I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, but I'm going to serve you a cigarette each and every one, so please don't do that.

　Ozma-san, who has appeared, tells me with a bitter smile while brushing her shaggy hair.
　Then, with a practiced hand, she made two cotton sweets and handed them first to Isis-san and then to me while muttering in a quiet voice that only I could hear.

''I'm sorry I'm late to the party. I'll follow up with you to some extent, so don't worry about it, just enjoy it.
Thank you very much.

　Apparently, Ozma-san came out to follow up so that we, who were run off by the owner, wouldn't resume our date with a delicate air.
　After telling her thanks for her grateful concern, she squeezes Isis-san's hand tightly.

''Quick, Isis-san!　Let's get back to dating!
"...what?　... um ... yeah.
'Also, you're not allowed to say anything that would get me in trouble or anything like that, right?　If you try to say the same thing, I'll shut your mouth again, okay?
Kite.

　While telling him that in a frightening way, I pull Isis-san's hand and start walking. I will never let go of this hand, with a strong will.....
　And it seems that her feelings were properly understood, and Isis-san smiled as her cheeks dyed a little and she smiled with a bashful smile.


You can't say it on purpose, okay?
"....Hmmm....yeah I know....but... ...and do it again later...?
But I'll do my best.
I'm looking forward to it.

　Apparently I was able to lift my sinking feelings a bit, and Isis-san squeezed my hand back with a big smile.

　Dear Mom, Dad - I knew it wasn't going to work out that way, and I made a little mistake. But now that incident was a good lesson. Once again, I'm going to lead you as a lover so that you won't feel bad about it, Isis.