After enjoying the auction to some extent, me and Mr. Isis decided to pick up the winning item and move it elsewhere.

The auction itself lasts until the end of the third day, so you might want to come back later to see it.

"... Mr. Isis, the... can I really have it?

"... yeah... I don't... use"

What Isis handed me was a small, stackable, luxury pet house he wanted… a pet house of 201 white gold coins.

Since the boulder has an amount of money, I wanted to refrain... but Mr. Isis himself will not use it, and if I refuse, I will lose the generosity because of it.

Then it would be a good idea to take it here and thank you in a different way.

"... thank you. I'll be sure to thank you."

"... hehe"

"... Huh?

"... so... it's a pussy, huh?... because... this... thanks for the brooch... so"

Saying so and smiling gently, Mr. Isis felt like he really didn't care. But, well, I also have my pride as a man whispering.

I am no match for Mr. Isis in financial terms for the boulder, but I would like to thank him in some other way.

When I tell her about it, Ms. Isis gives her a contemplative look. And after a little while, he smiled like he'd come up with something, and he looked soooo in my ear.

"... then... just one thing... please... can I?

"Please? Yeah, if I can do it."

"... thank you... then... later... I want"

"... to?

Its contents, told in the ear, were honestly out of the range of expectations. Or I remember someone else saying the same thing before.

"... uh, Mr. Isis? That's..."

"... No?... If you don't like kite... I can't... I won't tell you"

"Yes, no!? It's not that I don't like it...... is that what you're thankful for?

"... yeah... I'm... so... happy"

"Wow, I get it. If you like Mr. Isis..."

When she tells him to accept the favor, Mr. Isis smiles happily.

I feel my face turning red on the expression and what I was told earlier. To escape that embarrassment, switch topics slightly off the face.

"... Speaking of which, it's time for lunch"

"... ah... lunch... made... together... shall we eat?

"Huh? Did you still make it for me today? Thanks!!

"... Kite is... happy... and so am I... glad"

What a really mind-boggling thought for Isis that he still made me lunch today.

"Well, somewhere with a nice view..."

"... it's okay... I'm thinking about it"

"Yeah? Is there a good place?

"... yeah"

This Six Kings Festival changes dramatically from day to day, and it's hard to find a good spot because the city itself is wide with different digits.

But it was only yesterday that Mr. Lilywood showed me the place, and Isis, the organizer side, seems to have a good grasp of the scenic place as well.

When Mr. Isis waves gently, the flowers made of ice bloom around him, and as it crumbles, the scenery switches.

"... that? Something look familiar here?

The place, which was moved by metastatic magic, was in a high position with a view of the city, which is a venue under the eye, and I was sure it had a very good view... but it looks like a pretty high place.

It's like being at the top of a mountain, with rocky shades at your feet...... is that it? Could it be here...

"… Magnawell…… Rice…… Eat… Place… Lend me"

"Oh, I don't mind."

I knew it was here, on Mr. Magnawell!? As usual, it was a non-standard size, and I had no idea I just moved my gaze lightly.

I did, the view would be amazing. Anyway, it's like eating at the top of a 5000-meter mountain. The art of trees and ice made at the ceremony also looks clear, just stunning.

But yeah... suppose you want to eat on your face or something? I mean, well, I'm saying Mr. Magnawell's good, and you don't have a problem with that?

In front of me confused, Mr. Isis had laid out a sheet he had removed from nowhere, spreading his lunch on top of it and preparing a meal for me.

"... kite... shall we eat?

"Ah, yes. … Wow, it looks delicious again today"

"... Good luck"

Instead of the portable lunchbox I received yesterday, there were a lot of freaks packed in the heavy box today. from giving, egg roll, potato salad to my favorite mini hamburger...... looks really yummy

But... there's only one fork.

I'm not stupid either. From our experience so far, we know what the situation will be in the future. And that you won't be able to escape the painting...

"... kite... from which... do you want some?

"So, let's have an egg roll..."

"... yeah... yes... ahhh"

"... ahhh"

Eat the egg roll offered with your hands. The taste of the sweetly seasoned eggs makes me feel so delicious that it spreads twelve minutes into my mouth.

"It's a good thing we're friends."

"... yeah... kite... love it"

"... thank you. Um... I like it, too."

"... glad... so... so... glad"

Dear Mother, Father - I'm kind of embarrassed... but this is how I dine with my dear lover in a beautiful place with a view. This happy time seems like nothing can replace it...... I think it's such a - worthwhile thing.