444-I feel sweet






 We finished eating the delicious lunch that Isis-san had made for us in a spot with a spectacular view, above Magnawell-san's head.
 Well, I thought it was quite a lot to look at, but.......it was delicious and I ate it all. I feel like I ate a little too much.

''........Kite.......yes......tea.
Thank you. You mean green tea? Huh? Isis-san, I thought you were a tea drinker?
''Well yes but I heard you liked Kite and the otherworldly tea. ...studied.
Mr. Isis.

 Ms. Isis is so dazzling, she's an angel.
 The green tea she brewed for me is really delicious and seems to soak into my body after a meal.

 As I was sipping my tea and taking a sigh of relief, I heard Magnawell-san's voice at my feet.

'What do you think, Kite? Are you enjoying the festival?
'What? Yes, I'm surprised by a lot of things, but I'm having a good time.
"Well, that's good... well, I'll give you a tip.
"...yes? Huh? Hey!

 As soon as Magnawell told me this, a quick glance at the '100 or so white gold coins' appeared in front of me.

I'm sure you'll need something to enjoy the festivities. No, don't be shy. I can't use the coins, and I've been having trouble getting rid of them.

"Hmm. Oh, and I have some of those sweets that my guys say are really good... and I'm too big to taste, so I'll give you that too.
Oh, thank you ... but you're okay now, okay?

 
 However, if I let it go, he was going to give me something one after another, so I somewhat forcefully thanked him and told him it was all right.
 Hmmm. Mr. Magnawell has really given me a lot of things every time I see him. Or rather, he treats me like a grandchild completely.

 As it was, I exchanged a bit of small talk with Magnawell-san, and when the conversation came to an end, Isis-san looked at me with expectant eyes.

''........Kite......promise.
Wha...?
... well ... here ... there's no one else ... here?
Okay, I understand.

 
 I slowly bent over on the seat, pushed by Isis-san, who looked at me with a happy smile.

''Sh, excuse me.''
Yes.

 After a word of refusal, I lowered my head and felt the softness of the cloth against my skin and a soft touch.
 That's right, Isis-san's request was 'I want to do a lap pillow'. Can we really call this a thank you? I feel like this is more of a reward than a thank you, but Mr. Isis seems very satisfied.

 I feel that the knee pillows feel different between Kuro, who is wearing a half-pants style dress, and Isis, who is wearing a gothic style dress.
 The feel of the dress, which must have been made of high quality fabric, is wonderful, and it feels like lying on a high quality pillow.
 Then, Isis-san's hand, which had a low body temperature, was gently placed on my flight, and I felt the coolness of her touch in a comfortable way.

''........But why are you on a lap pillow?''
...I wanted to try.
Nah, I see...

 I feel like there's been some nasty information spread around. Lately when we're alone I feel like I've been spoiled.
 What should I do? I have at least a little bit of time to think that it's shameful to spoil a girl who looks like a little girl.
 But, you see, Kuro is much older than me, so it's not strange for me to spoil her as a younger woman.
 In the first place, Kuro's gentle embrace is just too powerful....no, wait, who in the world am I making excuses for?

...Kite?
'Oh, no, it's nothing! So, so, how did it feel to actually do it?
''Well this is ... nice ... Kite's face ... ...looking good... and happy.
....

 I know I'm talking to you, but Isis-san..........that smile is foul. If I had such a debauched smile on my face, I would be quite nervous.
 I want to look away from the heated face, but Isis-san's hand is placed on my forehead, and I don't feel comfortable shaking it off.
 

''........Hey.......Kite?''
'What? Oh, yes. What is it?
Can I kiss...?
'What? Huh? No, no, that's not....
No?
No, no, no, not at all.
Kite I love it.

 Hearing my approval, Isis-san smiled even more than before and moved her face closer to mine, and our lips met.

'Hoho, that's a good thing.

 Dear Mom, Dad - I think the act of knee-buckling is a different kind of embarrassment than mixed bathing or something like that.