450-The sunken heart was clear






 My mother was a small woman and she was a terrible cook.

'Ggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh................This kitchen is so high up, it's hard to use. ''Huh? Could it be that the reason my cooking doesn't work is because of the kitchen that doesn't match my height...?
"No, I think it's because my mother's cooking is so bad, you know?
"You?
''No, no, I'm looking forward to dinner........haha.

 And it wasn't just her cooking, she was also........clumsy, and her hands were somewhat lacking in some areas, and I think she often made mistakes.
 But she was always smiling and had a bright smile on her face, and she really cared about me.

'Kaito! Sports day is coming up, right? I'll be cheering you on a lot, okay? You?
Yeah, I'll take care of the camera! Let's buy the latest model with a bonus lump-sum payment of Dawn!
"....and a normal one at that, okay?

 I remember he used to get together with my dad and exaggerate things....

 And he was the one who was more positive and had more hope for the future than anyone else.

What is that notebook, Mom? What's that notebook?
''Hmmm, this is. I'm writing down the dreams that I wish my mom could make come true.
"A dream come true?
'Yes! You only have one life to live, so you want to have a dream with your heart full of dreams. Well, of course you can't make them all come true, but some dreams do come true.

 After she died, I got the notebook that Mom often carried around with me, and that's where I got to see the inside for the first time.
 In that notebook, she wrote down the many dreams she'd had since she was a child, and the ones she'd achieved were marked.

 Some dreams were unfulfilled, such as "I want to be a stewardess," while others were marked with a circle of flowers, such as "I want to have an amazing love life.
 

 Mom was always there to support me. She was always, always, always.... and I loved her.

Why is your mother cheering you up so much?
'Oops, of course I'll scold you if you do something wrong, okay? But if you're not, there's no reason not to support your sweet son.'
....
''Your life is still in its infancy, but you must remember that.

 She's always had my back. She was always, always telling me to hang in there.

 Yes, even before she died.

"Kai ... person ... try to ... help ... soon... And... you... are... only... you... come. ....

 








''T........t......kite?''
'What? Oh I'm sorry.
...Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
But ... but I haven't had ... ice cream ... since ... just now.

 I finally come to my senses when I see Isis-san looking into my face with concern.
 The shock of seeing a woman who looks exactly like my mother was so great that I still haven't been able to wrap my head around it.

''What........happened?''
...that's...
"I don't want to ... force you to ... ask, but ... if you want Kite, you can. ...tell me about it.
"I'm not sure if I can explain it well, but...

 Isis-san, who is genuinely worried about me and looks as if she's not sure if it's safe to step in or not. Looking at that expression, I felt a little calmer.
 And I began to speak slowly. The story of what happened just now........the person who would not have been able to see clearly from where Isis-san was, hidden from me....

 The content of the story itself is simple. The story itself is simple: she was upset when she saw someone who looked exactly like her dead mother, that's all.
 But it's difficult to express the feelings that are bothering me, because I don't have an answer for myself, after all.

".........I think I know I'm a different person.......I think I know that. But even so, I'm still wondering if........it's possible.........
"I think ... I think ... I think ... I think I'm a different person ... Kite's mother. ....'Dead in another world'...
....
''But ... but ... I don't know much about reanimating the dead either ... Crom Eina.
Yes.

 I know.
 But understanding and being convinced are not the same thing... if my mom was alive, I can't get that thought out of my head.

 There's no way to get an answer by thinking about it, but I still can't help but think about it. As I felt such helpless turmoil, my body was suddenly pulled up.......and a soft touch touched my face.

''........Eh?''

 I understood immediately that Ms. Isis had pulled me close and held me close to her chest. The feel of her soft breasts, her slightly cold body, and the pleasant scent that tickled my nostrils.

'....Kite....look at me....
...for Mr. Isis?
Yes.

 As I raised my gaze as I was told, I met eyes with Isis-san, who had a kind expression on her face.

''I won't tell you to forget...............it's very important to Kite. I think....
....
''But you can't think about it too much, it's ... very tiring. .....
...Isis........Mr.?

 Giggling and hugging my head, Isis-san tells me in a voice as gentle as a lullaby.

''........I'm here.''
Huh?
"Well Kite I may not be able to see my mom but I'll be able to see Kite. Ha ... I'm here.
....
"...I can't make ...the pain of Kite ... disappear... But I'm sure we could have some time together if you didn't want to leave Kite alone. I won't ... if you're having a hard time I'll be with you the whole time.

 Those are the words I once told Isis-san.
  He returned it.
 A soft warmth spread across my chest. And the next thing I knew, I had my hands around Isis-san's back.

''So ... now ... I want you to just ... look at me ... now ...''
... yes. Well, thank you for that. I guess I was just a little bit naïve on the spur of the moment.
If ... if Kite ... is ... feeling better ... then I'm ... happy.
'Yes ... um ... so, um ... if it's not too much of a bother, can we stay like this for a bit longer?'
...a lot ...of ...pampering ...okay.
Well thank you.

 After saying my thanks, I softly close my eyes and let myself fall back on Isis-san.
 Come to think of it, since I came to this world.......this may be the first time I've been pampered like this, other than Black, that I've felt a comfortable sense of security.

 Dear Mom, Dad--I was shocked to see someone who looked exactly like Mom, and I couldn't recover from the shock for a while. But thanks to Isis-san's......................beloved lover, before I knew it - my sinking heart was cleared.