I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

Something good happens to Mr. Isis unintentionally, and I feel happy too when I see Mr. Isis with a happy look on his face.

Well, I snagged a little about my rumors... but there are some parts that I can't completely deny, so I decided to listen to them.

Once again, I started walking with Mr. Isis, and when I thought it was time to look at some store opening, something fuzzy appeared in my eyes.

Fluffy and seemingly soft as a cloud, the sole that moves the stick to draw large circles with larger magic fixtures and is more and more shaped is just art.

… in other words, it is a cotton candy. As it is, well, even though the free market is central, it's not strange to have a food store.

And cotton confectionery is a staple in the classic...... somewhat childish, but it would be a stable delicacy.

Nevertheless, it shows a little too childish for me being an adult. Well, in short...... 'I want to eat super'!!

Yes, no, because when it comes to festivals, it's cotton candy, and when it comes to cotton candy, it's festivals. I think it's okay to think that not eating cotton candy here is rude to the festival in a way. No, it's never like I'm childish or anything... cotton candy is so delicious that I can't help but think of it like this.

If I was the only one here right now... I would have bought cotton candy without hesitation. But I currently have a lover next to me named Mr. Isis.

When that happens, you say you want cotton candy... something embarrassing. So, but I want to eat. When will I be able to eat the next time I miss this opportunity...

Okay, this place feels like a suggestion to go away......

"Ah, Mr. Isis. Wow, you have a cotton candy store. Oh, it's a treat that's also in my world... SE, because of it, hey, hey, why don't you eat it?

"... yeah?... if you want to eat kite...... fine...... me too...... would love to eat with kite"

"Guuuuuuuu..."

"... kite?

On the angel's smile, his conscience takes unusual damage.

I'm sorry, Mr. Isis... I was an ugly person. I pretended that I wanted to eat like I wanted to introduce Mr. Isis to the treats of my world.

"... hey, it's nothing... oh, I'll luxury you!

"... Huh?... Are you sure?

"Yes! At times like this, let me cool you down"

"... Kite is... always... cool, huh?

"Ha!?

Mr. Isis is too angelic and hard... I feel like he's burning my ugly heart out.

While I feel guilty about trying to use Mr. Isis for Dashi, I'm taking Mr. Isis to the store. And I immediately regretted this far-fetched behavior.

"Sorry -" Hino!? Ah, aah... "- Huh?

"... ah... oh, my..."

It was totally far-fetched. Even if the effects of Mr. Isis' death magic were improving, that would be a story at some distance.

From what I've just seen, it's three meters in scale...... if we get any closer, Mr. Isis' death magic exerts its original outrage.

Even more unluckily, the store was not prepared by the Six Kings' subordination, but by the general participants.

Mr. Isis tries to leave right away, but the store owner ran away earlier than that. Throw away all commercial tools and everything, at a glance......

……

Seeing that turns Mr. Isis' expression into something that looks sad. I knew it... I hadn't completely managed the magic of death yet. He said he just saw a little thread of improvement... I should have been a little more careful.

"... kite... sorry..."

"Mr. Isis?

"... I knew it... not with me - whoa!?

It could have been a forceful means. But I didn't want you to say any more, so I forcefully blocked Isis' mouth from saying something.

After being moist and having a slightly cold lip feel, let go of your face. Then Mr. Isis opened his eyes wide, seemingly surprised.

"... kite?

"Excuse me! I was the detour… Next, let's go to the store where the Six Kings are doing better!

"... Huh?... but..."

"Mr. Isis is nothing wrong. I..."

"No - the bad part is, 'You're my uncle'"

"... Huh?

Trying to tell him I was sorry, he heard a familiar voice to block it.

"... Osma?

"Mr. Osma?

"No, I'm sorry, Master Isis. I was in charge of this store, but you wanted to smoke a little, so you had someone you knew do the store number. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, I'm sorry, but I'm going to serve you one at a time, so give me a break."

Mr. Osma, who appears, tells him with a bitter smile as he wears his bossy hair.

And I made two cotton confectionery with a hand I was used to, handing it to Mr. Isis first, then to me... whining with a small voice that only I could hear.

"... I'm sorry you're late. I'll follow you here to some extent, so don't worry, have fun."

"... thank you"

Apparently, Mr. Osma came out to follow us so that the shopkeeper wouldn't resume our date with the subtle air.

I thank you for that gratifying care, and then I hold Mr. Isis' hand strongly.

"Come on, Mr. Isis! Restart your date!

"... Huh?... Ugh... yeah"

"And it's forbidden to say anything that annoys me, right? If you try to say the same thing, you'll block your mouth again, won't you?

"... kite"

I pull Mr. Isis's hand and walk away, telling him to stand aside. Never let go of this hand, with strong will......

And the feeling seemed to make sense, and Mr. Isis smiled to dye his cheeks a little.

"... yeah... block it... I want it"

"You can't say waza, can you?

"... hehe... yeah... i know... but... one more time later... do?

"... but I'll do my best"

"... Fun"

Apparently, I could regain the feeling that I had sunk a little, and Mr. Isis shook my hand back with a full smile.

Dear Mother, Father - after all, it doesn't seem like everything is going to work out so well, it has failed a little. But now one thing has been a good lesson. Again, as a lover so that Mr. Isis doesn't feel bad - let's lead the way.