Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 29: The Tactical Genius
“What the…? He’s charging straight at us!”
“What’s he gonna do alone?”
“Is this one of those so-called suicide attacks?”
Nearly thirty KOGs formed a defensive line—Asgard soldiers standing firm.
Yet, a single KOG charged headfirst into their formation.
The soldiers, half-smirking, prepared to shoot it down, confident in their overwhelming advantage.
“Hah, looks like we’ve got a death seeker here. Must be an idiot—fine, I’ll grant his wish.”
One of the KOGs raised its rifle, aiming directly at Kenya.
“Goodbye, you inferior—huh?!”
The gun shattered.
With a single, precise shot fired mid-charge, Kenya had destroyed it completely.
He was moving at high speed, yet his accuracy was flawless—one shot, one kill.
They had made the wrong choice.
What they should have done was unleash a coordinated barrage with all thirty units.
But because they underestimated a single opponent, they hesitated.
Even though this was the same warrior who had defeated the Holy Knight Commander.
“R-ready your weapons!”
All KOGs raised their rifles.
But it was already too late—Kenya had closed the distance, now right in their midst.
“D-don’t shoot!”
The thirty KOGs surrounded Kenya, their guns trained on him.
But none could fire—because if they missed, they’d hit their own allies.
“Switch to swords! Surround him and crush him!”
Five KOGs lunged toward Kenya.
“Focus. Focus!”
Kenya sharpened his awareness, tracking every enemy’s position.
He anticipated the attacks from behind, expanding his field of perception.
“H-how the hell is he dodging everything?! Does he have eyes in the back of his head?!”
Even while surrounded, Kenya deflected every strike.
Still, five against one—it seemed impossible.
Asgard held the advantage.
No matter how skilled, a lone fighter couldn’t beat superior numbers.
That was simply the logic of battle.
And yet… something felt off.
“Why… why isn’t a single hit landing?!”
“We have him outnumbered! Five to one!”
“How the hell is he blocking everything?!”
“Focus. Don’t take a single hit. See everything…”
Kenya was adapting.
It was as if he were viewing the battlefield from above.
His brain filled in the blind spots.
He predicted movements.
He saw the future.
Like Lord’s foresight—but different.
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This wasn’t strategy.
This was pure tactics.
And Kenya was reaching its ultimate form.
In this hellish battlefield, staking his life—Kenya awakened.
He was on his way to becoming one of this world’s strongest.
But no one knew that yet.
And then—
“What the—?!”
Kenya launched his counterattack.
“One down!”
With a single slash, a KOG exploded.
“Good… I can do this!”
It almost seemed like he was turning the tide.
Asgard forces had never trained for five-versus-one combat.
They lacked coordination.
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That was part of the reason.
But more than that—
“Dodge with minimal movement. End them in one strike. A single mistake means death.”
Kenya’s movements were simply on a different level.
“W-what the hell are you all doing?! He’s just one man!”
A commanding officer roared in frustration.
Unable to stand it any longer, he jumped into the battle.
He was a Knight Captain.
An elite who had graduated top of his class from the pilot academy.
But—
“Captain!!”
He stepped too close.
In mere seconds, Kenya cut him down.
The seasoned knight vanished in a burst of ash.
“What is this guy?! How the hell is this happening?!”
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It was as if a sphere of absolute death surrounded Kenya.
Even the Asgard soldiers could see it—
An invisible barrier, where anything that entered was instantly struck down.
They had thought they were winning.
But already, five KOGs had been reduced to ash.
Kenya’s defense was perfect.
If he kept this up, he could hold them off.
But then—
“Don’t let them escape! The Resistance!”
Asgard shifted their focus to Kaguya and the others.
Isshin and his team broke through the hole Kenya had created.
A single enemy KOG took off in pursuit.
“Kaguya!!”
Kenya, who had focused solely on defense, threw everything aside and charged.
All his defenses abandoned.
All his power focused on a single strike.
He destroyed the enemy KOG.
But—
“Kenya!!!”
Kaguya screamed.
Because Kenya had been shot from behind.
His arm was blown off.
“Go!! Hurry!!”
Kenya turned his back to them.
Kaguya reached out to him—but pulled her hand back, turned, and ran.
Kenya watched her go.
(Good… she made it.)
Then, he turned back to Asgard forces.
The battlefield was still swarming with KOGs.
He narrowed his eyes and raised his sword.
A single, straight cut into the ground.
A clear boundary line.
“This line. No one crosses this line. Even if I die—never.”
As if convincing himself, and at the same time declaring to the Asgard army—
Thus began Kenya’s fight to the death.
Even after losing an arm, he remained entirely on defense. He should have been a dead man walking, yet he stood like an impenetrable wall.
A wall so high and unyielding that the Asgard forces could not break through.
One by one, their KOGs were shot down.
The massive force of thirty had already dwindled to fifteen.
“Why… why is he fighting this hard…? Just what is he?”
“It’s not over yet… I can still fight…”
Kenya’s eyes had not lost their light.
But his ammunition was gone, and his right arm was useless.
Because of that, his energy consumption was skyrocketing, and his operational time was running out.
“F-form a barrage! Attack from a distance! F-fine, we’ll drag this out—don’t let him get close!”
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A second Knight Captain issued the order.
It was the correct tactical choice.
Yet, their pride burned with humiliation.
They were admitting defeat in close combat against a lone opponent—thirty against one.
And a battle of endurance meant allowing the Resistance to escape.
(Forget pride. That man is too dangerous to fight up close.)
A relentless barrage of gunfire followed—bullets rained down like a storm.
Kenya had no way to stop it.
His KOG wasn’t fast enough to close the gap before being torn to shreds.
If he even tried, they’d turn him into Swiss cheese in an instant.
For now, he barely survived by using fallen enemy KOGs as cover.
But it was only a matter of time.
Shot after shot, his KOG’s armor was breaking apart.
“Damn it… but still—”
Kaguya and the others were no longer in sight.
He had no idea how much time had passed—he had been too focused.
But it seemed they had successfully escaped.
He had done his job.
The blockade was broken.
“Good… at least I fulfilled my role.”
A sense of relief washed over Kenya.
And at that moment—
A bullet struck his KOG’s energy tank.
The machine lost all function and came to a stop.
Slowly, it collapsed to the ground.
“He stopped… We finally got him!”
Their long-range bombardment had finally taken its toll.
Kenya’s KOG shut down due to an energy leak.
“So… this is the end.
Reality isn’t as easy as a game, huh?”
Kenya reached for the object Isshin had entrusted to him.
It was black, heavy, and built with a brutal, deliberate weight.
A weapon designed to take a life with the slightest pull of a trigger.
A pistol.
With a single bullet.
A gun meant for suicide.
Kenya stared at it.
The first thing that came to mind was Kaguya’s tear-streaked face.
His deepest regret—
That he never got to make her smile.
(If there was a next time… I’d spoil that tsundere princess rotten.)
He wanted to smother her with affection, tease her, make her laugh.
He wanted to take her on dates.
He wanted to do all kinds of things with her…
“Hah… I bet she’d look adorable…”
He let out a dry chuckle, laughing at his own foolish fantasies.
He pressed the gun’s muzzle against his temple and closed his eyes.
Finger on the trigger.
He applied pressure.
“I’m sorry, Kaguya…Live on.”