Come

The red bird, Phoenix, landed on Oliver's shoulder, but his eyes looked at Isabel curiously, flickering.

The equally curious Isabel brought her face closer to his, even touching him.

Although somewhat wary, the Phoenix remained silent, aware that Isabel was his boss's friend.

He let her touch his body.

On the other hand, Oliver was thinking about how to take care of this bird while observing Isabel who kept stroking the bird's feathers.

Seeing that she seemed familiar and seemed to like it, he suddenly had an interesting idea.

"Isabel, are you interested in taking care of him?" he asked.

He could fight together with him but could not take care of him. Hence, he thought it was better to leave him to Isabel.

The latter could probably take good care of him.

"Are you serious?" Isabel was so surprised that she looked at him without blinking as she asked.