He was also revived from the shock of Decopin (strong) and returned to the festival with Mr. Isis once again.

"... Something tells me you're thirsty because of a weird doozy. Would you like something to drink?

"... yeah... over there... open a store... there is"

"Whoa, well, I'll get it. Which one would you prefer, Mr. Isis?

Ahead, Mr. Isis pointed out, there was a store selling something that looked like juice from fruit. It feels painful to see, and you can also see the description of the juice from here, and the containers are arranged in such a way that it is easy to understand the size.

Speaking out with the intention of buying Mr. Isis' share, Mr. Isis opens his teasing mouth with a slightly contemplative look.

"... Kite... which one do you want?

"I'm, uh... is that Ripley's juice"

"... then... with an array... I want you to buy it"

"Heh? Uh, when I say arr, could it be... the one on the far right, 'Two straws in a big cup'?

"... yeah... kite and... together... want a drink"

What Mr. Isis wanted was a container for a couple, no matter what he saw. Ugh, yeah, no, well... it's definitely a couple, and I don't have a problem with choosing an array per se.

But this is the middle of a festival… there are so many people. Hey, something, I'm embarrassed to look like a stupid couple.

"... Kite... drinks with me..."

"I don't hate it! I'll buy it right away!

"... ah... yeah!

But such shame on me is powerless before Mr. Isis smiles. My embarrassment is cheap considering Mr. Isis will be happy...... I don't even need to put it on the balance.

I immediately notify him of my acceptance and buy Ripley's juice at the store opening. Of course the container belongs to the couple sizes that Mr. Isis wanted.

"I bought it."

"... thanks... glad"

"Uh, well, shall we have a drink?

"... yeah!

Seeing Mr. Isis, who is very pleased with me, I keep my mouth close to one straw, even as I get a little embarrassed.

Then Mr. Isis moves the same way, and our faces get closer.

I don't know... I've even kissed before, but I feel like these kinds of couple-like events have a different embarrassment than kissing.

Mr. Isis's face looks amazing because his face is close and he doesn't meditate on his eyes like he did when he kissed him.

Glossy soft looking lips clasp the straw and beautiful eyes like ruby stare straight into my eyes.

Mr. Isis seemed really happy when he started drinking the juice in a way that was right for him, dyeing his cheeks slightly and smiling.

I look up at that face, and I feel my chest squeak again strangely.

After a while, even after finishing the juice in the container, we can hardly get our mouths off each other's straws.

Since Isis let go of his mouth, I'm going to go on too... but apparently Isis is thinking the same thing.

We lost sight of the timing of moving each other. Stare at each other without uttering a word.

Looking so close, Mr. Isis realizes that she is once again an extinct beauty. I even felt like that, with white skin like snow and a flattering atmosphere, it all adds up to the presence of Mr. Isis.

And I feel a little fever caging in my gaze at each other. From Mr. Isis' eyes, I can see the overflowing love for me, and the emotions that I find Mr. Isis loving are stronger and stronger.

Which way did it come from? The mouth, which was straw with nature, separates, and the distance from Mr. Isis is even closer.

A luxurious hand slowly turns to my back, and I turn to Mr. Isis' little back, too.

Little by little but surely... face closer than either... and the distance between me and Mr. Isis went to zero.

Right now, at this moment, it felt as if there were only two of us in the world. From Isis's body in his arms, his body temperature passed a little bit, trying to hug that body even harder... he returned to me with the sound of a container falling to the ground.

……

Release the overlapping lips and I look around in a broken brisket doll-like motion, realizing that my blood keeps pulling.

As far as I could see, people, people... made a circle on a faraway roll, and a surprisingly large crowd of people stared at me to eat this one in.

Again... this is the venue where the big festival called the Six Kings Festival takes place and there are so many pedestrian streets.

I mean, what do you mean? Me and Isis hugged each other in front of the public and exchanged hot mouths...

"Ah, ahhh... Ah, Mr. Isis!?

"Huh? Shit...... or kite?

From the body that was supposed to have drawn blood, the heat and embarrassment of blood exploding.

... I acted fast from there. Mr. Isis' body was held up by the princess as she flowed... and he ran off the spot at a rate unparalleled in the past.

Dear Father, Mother - Ahhh!? Oh, I did it. Huh!? With you, Isis loves you, you have a good vibe...... Wow! Shit, so embarrassing that it's not normal!? also, this no longer - it's a level where I can't walk away!?