Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 60: Celebration
“I’ll do anything. If it makes you happy, Kenya… is there anything I can do for you?”
(Huh? Is she saying even something… indecent would be okay?)
For a brief moment, Kenya’s thoughts were overtaken by desire.
However, his rationality kicked in and suppressed it.
A fierce battle between his reason and desire began, but today, reason seemed to have the upper hand.
This was thanks to the countless life-or-death situations he had survived.
“If it’s for you, I’ll do anything, big brother.”
BOOM!
His reason died.
“A-Ah, right. Kenya, what’s your favorite food?”
“I like Reina!”
“A-Ah… um… t-thank you. N-no, wait! I meant food!”
Kenya, overwhelmed with excitement, had become a complete idiot.
Well, his reason was already dead, so it couldn’t be helped.
“Oh, sorry. Favorite food… I guess curry?”
“Curry… then let’s have curry today!”
So, Reina would be making curry that night.
“There are lots of types of curry, aren’t there? Keema curry? Green curry? There’s even waterless curry. What kind would you like, Kenya?”
“Hmm…”
Kenya thought about it.
Why did he even like curry in the first place?
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A childhood memory resurfaced in Kenya’s mind.
“Here you go, Kenya. The curry is ready. Can you carry it to the table?”
“Yay!!”
“Mom’s curry is the best. It’s your dad’s favorite too. Do you like it, Kenya?”
“Yeah! I love Mom’s curry!”
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So that’s it…
In the end, I never really stopped liking it.
Even with parents like that… I still have memories of being loved, even if just a little.
But I have to move on.
I live in this world now.
“Kenya?”
“A-Ah! No, let’s not have curry today. I’d rather have your specialty, Reina!”
“Hmm… That’s a tough one. My specialty… maybe rolled omelette?”
“Not really a celebration dish, but… it’s delicious, and I love it.”
Reina made breakfast for him every morning.
It was always a traditional Japanese meal.
Her rolled omelettes were especially well-made, beautifully shaped.
It was one of Kenya’s favorite dishes.
“Then how about I make a cake instead? We’ll have our usual dinner.”
“Sounds great! A cake! I haven’t had anything sweet in a while. I want chocolate cake!”
“Hehe, understood.”
Ad
Kenya’s exaggerated joy made Reina smile.
Recently, she had started laughing out loud more often, and her smile was something that always soothed him.
With the menu decided, they finished shopping and returned home.
It was still evening—there was plenty of time left in the day.
…
“This is impressive. I wonder if being good at KOG makes you more skilled with your hands.”
“I’m not sure, but I am confident in my technique.”
…Why did that just sound so suggestive?
Maybe it was the lingering effects of his earlier thoughts.
But Reina probably was good at it—wait, stop. Let’s not go there.
She skillfully rolled the omelette, explaining that the trick was to move your entire arm instead of just your wrist.
Kenya didn’t quite get it.
One by one, the dishes were coming together.
She was making miso soup now.
“Who taught you how to cook Japanese food, Reina?”
Ad
“Huh? That’s…”
It was just a casual question.
He couldn’t imagine Sieg wearing an apron and making rolled omelettes.
Then was it her mother? But Sieg had never married…
“Who…? That’s right, who…? Mama? A-Ah…”
“Reina!?”
The next moment, Reina dropped the ladle and clutched her head.
Kenya quickly supported her as she trembled, tears welling in her eyes.
“No… No… Mama… Mama… Haah… haah…”
“Reina, calm down! Reina!”
Kenya held her tightly.
She seemed to be hyperventilating, her breathing erratic.
◇ Reina’s Flashback
“Haah… haah… Reina, are you okay? You’re not hurt?”
A woman shielded Reina with her body.
Ad
Her face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see.
Cough.
“It’s okay… It’s okay… Everything will be fine…”
Blood dripped from her mouth.
Even so, she desperately tried to protect Reina from something.
How long had they stayed like that?
She didn’t know.
All she could feel was the warmth of kind words… and the taste of blood.
It was suffocating.
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“Reina! Reina!”
A voice called out to her from the darkness.
Who…?
“Reina! It’s me, Kenya! Do you recognize me? Reina!”
Kenya…?
It hurts… Help me… I can’t breathe…
“Damn it, she’s hyperventilating… I need to do something! Damn it! Sorry, I only know this from anime!”
Her breath…
But… what was this feeling?
It was comforting.
Slowly, Reina opened her eyes.
“Ah…”
Kenya had kissed her.
He remembered a scene from an anime where hyperventilation was calmed with a kiss.
He wasn’t sure if it would work, but it seemed to have helped—her breathing had steadied.
“Haah… haah… Kenya?”
“Haah… I’m glad… Reina…”
Kenya sank to the floor with a sigh of relief.
“I’m sorry… my breathing suddenly went out of control…”
Reina touched her lips, as if confirming the lingering sensation of the kiss with her fingers.
Seeing that, Kenya panicked and quickly apologized.
“S-Sorry! It all happened so fast! I couldn’t think of anything else…”
“I… what was that? I can’t remember…”
“No, you don’t have to remember!”
“Y-Yeah, you’re right. Thank you for saving me. And also…”
Reina lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper as she glanced at the flustered Kenya.
“I didn’t hate it… If it’s you, Kenya…”
Their eyes met, both recalling the kiss that had just happened.
But—
“Wa-Wah! Reina, the fire! The pot’s overflowing!”
“A-Ah! I’m so sorry!”
Reina hurried to turn off the stove.
Then, as they looked at each other again, they both let out a small laugh.
“For now, let’s eat,” Kenya said.
“Yes, let’s!”
Ad
Kenya decided not to press Reina for answers.
Whatever had happened to her was something to be unraveled slowly, at her own pace.
The last thing he wanted was to trigger another panic attack.
So for now, the only thing lingering in his mind was—
(Damn it! That wasn’t a kiss! It wasn’t a kiss!)
—The soft sensation of her lips.
…
“Here you go, Kenya. Chocolate cake. Just as you requested, with plenty of chocolate mousse.”
After finishing their meal, the two sat down to enjoy the cake they had made together.
“It looks amazing… Seriously, is there anything you can’t do?”
Kenya looked around for a fork.
Reina, watching him, hesitated for a moment before remembering something she had heard before.
(I’ve heard about this… If you feed a guy, saying ‘Ahh~’ he’ll be really happy. Today is a celebration, after all! And I need to thank him for earlier…)
Just thinking about it made her face turn bright red.
After all, she had just kissed Kenya.
“K-K-Kenya… A-Ahh~!”
Blushing furiously, she scooped up a piece of cake and held it out to him.
The sweetness of the cake filled the air, creating an equally sweet atmosphere.
“Reina…”
(What is this dreamlike moment? Is this… heaven?)
He had just eaten a delicious, home-cooked meal.
And now, the girl he adored was personally feeding him a handmade cake.
If this wasn’t heaven, then what was?
Understanding Reina’s intention, Kenya obediently opened his mouth.
(Ahh, I’m so happy. I’m glad I worked so hard…)
Ding-dong.
The sound of the doorbell shattered the perfect moment.
“Tch! Who the hell is ruining this!?”
Clicking his tongue in frustration, Kenya quickly got up and stormed toward the entrance.
He needed to get back to Reina’s “Ahh~” moment as soon as possible!
If it was just the newspaper, he’d refuse it. If it was the NHK, he’d tell them to get lost!
However—
“Yes? Who—”
“Good work today, my knight, Kenya. I came to commend you and discuss something important. May I come in?”
Standing there, at the worst possible moment, was none other than Lord.
“You… are the absolute worst.”
“Huh!? What did I do?”