Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 35: The Cat, the Fox, and the Dog ③
After watching us for a moment, Velent-san spoke.
“Alright, Witch. I have a proposal. Once you’re done inspecting the Legendary, help out with making the boy’s gauntlet and knife.”
“Hmm-hmm. And the payment?”
“I’ll add a bonus to the inspection fee, and throw in some magic steel. How about that? You want that magic steel, don’t you?”
“Mmm, yes yes, that sounds good. Then for my dear disciple’s sake, I’ll take the job.”
The witch smiled with satisfaction. The word “delight” came to mind.
Then Juicy-san asked the witch,
“Um, um, um, Witch-sama. Aren’t you going to do it for free for your disciple Wof-sama?”
“Oh my, little doggy. It’s quite the opposite, actually. Precisely because he’s my beloved disciple Wof-boy, I must properly accept payment. Understand, understand? A reward isn’t just compensation—it carries responsibility too. A pledge that I will not craft something half-hearted.”
“That pledge is reflected in the reward itself.”
Saying that, the witch patted Juicy-san on the head.
It would be easy to do it for free for my sake. But the witch chose to accept the responsibility symbolized by the payment. I think it’s her way of showing that she’s serious about the craft.
“Woof, so professional!”
“Damn right. Even if she looks like that, the witch is the best artisan on the continent.”
“Oh? The best on the continent, you say?”
I was proud—proud of my master.
The witch fidgeted and wagged her three tails from side to side. Her cheeks were red. Was she embarrassed?
“Oh dear, oh dear, you’re making me blush. Well then, blacksmith, shall we get started?”
“Hold on, hold on. First, we need to measure the boy’s hand.”
Right, since it’s custom-made, they’d need my hand and arm sizes.
“No need for that, no need! When it comes to Wof-boy, I already know everything from his height and weight to finger sizes and spacing, arm girth and length, shoulder width, neck size, jawline, ear size, torso dimensions, waist measurements… even hip joints, leg girth and length, toes, and soles of his feet! Eh? Why is everyone backing away from me like that? O-o-of course it’s a joke! A witch’s joke! All I really know is just his finger and arm sizes!”
“……”
Correction: I can’t really brag about this master. She is, without a doubt, still a witch.
Also, the whole “waist measurements and beyond” part is deeply concerning—and I definitely don’t want to know.
“…So this is the witch, huh…”
Pakira-san looked stunned. Honestly, me too.
“U-um, it’s okay! Sister Samania says weird things like that to Brother Rel and Sister Dova all the time!”
Juicy-san accidentally made things worse while trying to help.
That’s… the real darkness of Tasan. Pakira-san looked even more disturbed. I didn’t even know that was possible.
“Nothing about this is even remotely okay, though.”
“N-no, no, it’s a joke! Just a witch’s joke, haha!”
The witch desperately tried to regain her lost standing.
“U-um, it was a joke? I’m glad to hear that.”
“Yes, yes, a joke indeed!”
“Woof… I was really shocked. I thought it was believable because you’re a witch…”
“Ahaha, no no, that’s not true, not at all!”
“…”
“…”
The only one who believes that is Juicy-san.
“Well… if you get it, then fine. Still, sounds tough, boy.”
“Y-yeah. But she’s not a bad person.”
That’s the one saving grace.
“That’s true. She may be a wicked witch, but she’s still a maiden at heart.”
“A maiden—uh, Velent-san, there’s one thing I’m curious about.”
“Yeah? What is it? About the witch being a maiden?”
“No, not that. When I hit the horn with the hammer, part of it turned a pale silvery blue. Does magic steel change color like that?”
“Yeah, it does.”
“Hey, hey, blacksmith. How about showing them the magic steel?”
“Hmm. I’d like to see what color it is.”
“Um, me too! I’d like to see it!”
“Alright. Pakira, could you bring out the horn?”
“Hmm… Juicy, would you mind?”
“Woof. Sure thing! Heave-ho!”
Juicy-san pulled out the horns one by one from her pouch.
Velent-san took one horn and struck it with a small hammer.
A high kiiiiin sound rang out, and part of the gray horn began to shine with a pale silvery-blue hue.
“This part here, that’s magic silver.”
“I-I see.”
“Such a mysterious, deep color. Never gets old.”
“U-um, it’s really beautiful. I love this color.”
“Me too. It’s one of my favorites.”
“Yes, yes. I find myself drawn to it as well.”
“Indeed. This horn’s magic silver is high-quality. Good quality means good color. Next is magic steel.”
Velent struck the yellow-glowing unicorn horn with the hammer.
In an instant, with a deep goooong, ripples of red-black light spread, and the tip of the horn gleamed with a golden brilliance.
“This is…”
“Magic steel.”
“Woof… what an overwhelming radiance…”
“It really is.”
It was overwhelming, truly magnificent.
The witch laughed with cheerful anticipation.
“Oh my, oh my, such rich, concentrated magic steel.”
“Alright—Pakira.”
“What is it?”
“…If it’s just a little, I should have some. Wait a sec.”
Muttering that, Velent-san disappeared into the back room.
We all blinked, and he soon returned, holding a sturdy-looking bronze-colored box by the handle.
Just by looking at it, it was clearly made of metal. Heavy design, with rivets and two keyholes on the sides. A treasure chest?
“Looks like a safe.”
“Ah, yeah. That makes sense.”
A portable safe. I remember something like that from my past life—it even had dials.
“U-um, a safe… Ennea-chan had one like that.”
Ennea-chan. Probably a sister or something. So a noble lady had a safe like this.
“Yup. It’s a safe.”
Velent-san placed it on the counter and inserted two keys into the locks.
When he opened it, we saw mountains of royal coins piled inside.
“…”
“…”
“…”
“…”
Our eyes widened. Even the witch was speechless.
Then Velent-san said:
“Yep. 60 million oro in here.”
Huh? Sixty… sixty million!?
The air froze.
Pakira-san’s cat eyes widened, and her two-tone fluffy tail stood on end, swaying in confusion.
I know that look—it’s what cats do when something totally unexpected happens.
Juicy-san’s tail wagged unsteadily as she looked around.
I know that one too—that’s what dogs do when caught off guard.
The witch just stared at the magic steel.
As for her… I have no idea. I’ve never seen a fox in my past life, so I can’t even guess.
Now that I think about it, Dagaa has been awfully quiet. I glance over, and he hasn’t moved a muscle.
Did the enchantment wear him out that much? Well, the quiet is nice.
“Hey. Pakira. Take it.”
“W-w-wait. Wait. Did you say… sixty million!?”
Pakira finally moved.
“U-um, isn’t that amount kind of insane? I’ve never even seen that much money.”
“Oh my, puppy girl. Even you, a marquis’ daughter?”
“U-um, it’s not the kind of money just lying around the house, so no.”
What kind of house does she live in? Oh right, the House of Marquis Tasan.
“Yep. Given the quality and volume of this magic gold, that’s what it’s worth.”
The magic gold extended to about halfway down the unicorn horn.
And the glow was intense—according to the witch, this was a particularly concentrated form of it.
So, sixty million, huh? They say it’s more expensive than magic silver, but this seems like too much.
Pakira looked deeply troubled and gave us a weak look.
“But… but, Wof. Juicy.”
“Yes?”
“U-um, yes?”
“…Are you really sure I can take all of it?”
“Yes, of course. That was the deal.”
I said it plainly.
I had frozen up at how incredible the amount was, but strangely, I didn’t want it.
Maybe it was just too much for me to comprehend.
Besides, I’m getting gauntlets and a knife. That’s enough for now.
From my past life memories, I know having more money than you can handle only brings misfortune.
Especially in a brutal, survival-of-the-fittest world like this one.
It’s not unthinkable that I might kill someone—or get killed.
Juicy nodded, nodding firmly.
“U-um, woof. I don’t need it either. Please use it, Pakira.”
Pakira glanced at the treasure chest filled with royal coins and gave us both a polite bow.
“…Thank you, both of you. To tell the truth, I needed about that much for something. Support funds and Lupinas were planning to borrow from my family, but now that won’t be necessary. Thank you again, Wof. Juicy.”
Pakira bowed respectfully.
“No, no. I’m glad if it’s going to be useful.”
“U-um, can I ask what you’re going to use it for? I’m curious.”
“Yes, yes. Puppy girl and I are both curious, y’know.”
Actually, I was curious too. Pakira didn’t try to hide it and explained with a preface.
“A base. Wof, do you remember the party called ‘Zan Brave’?”
“I think Bid was in it. It disbanded, right?”
“Oh my, they were quite a capable party, weren’t they? Surprising that they disbanded.”
“Yeah. They quit, huh?”
“Indeed. And now I’m buying the base they used.”
“I see.”
So by “base,” she means she’s buying a house.
In that case, spending sixty million makes sense.
“I see, I see. That’s great then. Yeah, I’m glad.”
“Y-yes. Then I’ll gladly accept it.”
Pakira reached into the chest, intending to take only the coins.
“Hey. Pakira. Just take the whole thing.”
“Is that okay?”
“Yep. Here, the keys.”
“…Much obliged.”
She took the two keys, closed and locked the chest, and stored it in her pouch.
Pakira was trembling slightly, her expression tense.
Her cat eyes widened, her ears twitched, and her mismatched white tails curled together.
“Well then, well then, let’s get started, shall we, blacksmith?”
“Right. Should I ask you about the kid?”
“Huh?”
“Of course, of course. Ask me anything you like.”
“Uh, no—”
“Alright. That’s it for the shop today. Thanks, you guys. With this material, I’m fired up. Kid, I’m gonna make you a masterpiece. Look forward to it.”
“Y-yes. I’m looking forward to it.”
So he’s going to get the info about me from the witch? That’s… concerning.
“U-um, how long do you think it’ll take to finish?”
“Well, if the witch is helping, probably about a week.”
“Only that long!?”
I thought it would take almost a month.
“Yep. Because the one helping is the witch.”
The witch. Yeah, she really is something—everything except her personality.
“Ah, I almost forgot. Velent-san, here’s the shard of the Grand Demon Blade.”
“Oh, right.”
I handed him the shard of the Great Tusk Blade.
Can’t believe I almost forgot the most important thing. That was careless.
There was so much going on, I almost just walked out.
Velent and I shared a wry smile.
And that’s how I came to have gauntlets and a knife made for me.
I’m a little anxious—but more than that, I’m excited.