Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 61: A Sweet Daily Life, and the Last Ordinary Day
“Why are you so angry, Kenya?”
Munching away, Lord devoured the chocolate cake Reina had made.
Does this guy even know the meaning of restraint? Is this what it means to be royalty? Can I punch him?
“This is seriously delicious. I love chocolate, second only to grapes. You see, using my brain requires sugar.”
“O-oh, I’m glad you like it, Lord-sama.”
“You don’t have to add ‘sama’ when talking to him.”
“Hey, I am your prince, you know? What happened to our master-servant relationship… Reina, say something to him.”
“Kenya, I’ll make it up to you later, okay?”
Reina smiled at Kenya.
“Seriously?!”
“Huh…? Were you two in the middle of something indecent? My bad, my bad. Just make sure you use protection.”
“I wanted to make Kenya happy… It was my first time, but I did my best.”
“That phrasing!”
And so, Kenya, Reina, and the Lord sat together, laughing and enjoying chocolate cake.
If someone looked at this scene alone, it might seem like nothing more than three classmates chatting at a fast-food restaurant after school.
A warm and peaceful atmosphere surrounded them.
Yet, among them sat the world’s most terrifying prince and the strongest knight.
Two young men with the power to shape the fate of the world.
But for now, just for this fleeting moment, they set all of that aside to enjoy something sweet.
If only moments like this could last forever, the world might finally know peace.
But such dreams are mere fantasies.
The world is filled with suffering and hatred, and in exchange for shouldering that burden, they are granted a measure of freedom.
A sweet and peaceful day.
And yet, perhaps, the last of such days.
…
“So? What was this important talk about?”
“Ah, tomorrow, your official appointment ceremony will be held. It’ll be broadcast by the royal station. Well, it was decided in advance, so everything’s prepared. Good thing you didn’t fail the Holy Knight exam… and of course, you’ll be attending.”
“Do I have to?”
“You have to.”
“Ugh…”
“As usual, your military uniform will do. I’ll be wearing something a bit more extravagant, though. It’s uncomfortable as hell, but it’s a formal ceremony, so I have no choice.”
“They’re making such a big deal out of this?”
“Every noble in the empire will be there. After all, it’s my knight’s appointment ceremony. It’ll be as big as a wedding.”
The appointment of a royal knight was a deeply rooted tradition.
While today’s knights piloted KOGs, the practice dated back to the days when warriors fought with swords.
A knight sworn to a royal was bound by an absolute oath—pledging their life to protect their one and only lord.
Even the emperor could not command a royal knight. All authority over them rested solely with the royal they served.
Because of this, royal knights remained bound to their lords for life, except in the case of death. In many ways, their bond was stronger than marriage, even in an empire where royals took many wives.
To swear unwavering loyalty—that was the role of a royal knight.
“This is my first time attending something like this…”
“Don’t worry. Just kneel before me. I’ll place a sword to your neck, and you’ll stay still. It symbolizes offering your life to me.”
“Just don’t actually stab me.”
“Not unless you resist. Kidding, kidding. Anyway, I came to talk about what happens after the ceremony.”
“After?”
“Yes. After the ceremony, my father will give a speech. Do not interrupt. That moment will set everything into motion.”
“I see… It’s finally happening.”
“Yes. My brother still doesn’t know, but once he does, there’s no telling what move he’ll make.”
“Hey… what kind of guy is Odin, anyway?”
“My brother? Let’s see… He’s the perfect royal. Just like my sister, he holds no emotion for those outside our family. Cunning, strong, and charismatic.”
Kenya had only ever seen Odin through speeches.
And what the Lord described matched the impression Kenya had gotten back then.
“So, starting today, stay on high alert, Reina. Until he’s in his KOG, keep a close watch on him. He’s an idiot, after all.”
“Understood! I won’t let him out of my sight!”
“It’s not like I’m about to be assassinated…”
The Lord sighed.
It was a real possibility, yet Kenya remained as carefree as ever.
At this point, Lord figured there was no point in warning him—Kenya wouldn’t be cautious even if he tried.
“Well then, I’ll be going. I’ll send someone to pick you up. The ceremony will be held at Valhalla Castle, so be prepared.”
“Never been inside that place before… That huge-ass castle, huh?”
Imperial Capital, Valhalla.
At its heart stood a towering medieval castle.
While its exterior resembled something from the Middle Ages, the interior was fully equipped with high-tech features.
That said, the banquet halls and event spaces still retained a distinctly medieval European aesthetic.
At least, that’s what the pamphlet had shown.
—
Lord boarded the car that had come to pick him up, parting ways with Kenya and the others.
“Well then, let’s get some rest and prepare for tomorrow.”
“…Okay.”
Reina looked as though she wanted to say something, her cheeks flushed as she lowered her gaze.
Kenya found it odd, but since she didn’t say anything, he decided not to dwell on it. Instead, he took a shower and headed to his bedroom.
“Tomorrow… it finally begins.”
Dressed in his sleepwear, Kenya lay down on his bed.
The long-awaited Imperial Sword Martial Festival was about to begin.
What kind of battles awaited him…?
Knock, knock, knock.
“Hm? Reina? Yeah, come in.”
With a soft knock, Reina entered the room.
“What’s wro— R-Reina?!”
She stood there in a sheer nightgown.
The thin fabric barely concealed her matching purple lingerie, which contrasted beautifully against her fair skin.
For a virgin, this sight was far too overwhelming. Her figure was simply too breathtaking.
There was definitely cleavage visible.
So this was Reina’s standard sleepwear.
Kenya had never known, since he only ever saw her in uniform during the day.
“From today onward, we’ll be sleeping together. Lord asked me to.”
“W-wait, huh? What?!”
“Please don’t stare so much… It’s a little embarrassing.”
Kenya’s brain short-circuited.
His eyes darted around, struggling to process the situation.
The sheer audacity—no, the insane sexiness—of Reina standing there like that had completely robbed him of words.
He tried not to look, but unfortunately, it was practically a biological reflex.
Even if it were some old lady’s skirt flipping up, a man’s eyes would be drawn to it.
And Reina was far from an old lady—she was stunning.
Blushing, she crossed her arms over her ample chest, hugging herself slightly.
If she was embarrassed, then why wear that?!
Yes, it was her standard sleepwear, but why the hell was her standard sleepwear so ridiculously sexy?!
Kenya completely froze.
Then, without a word, Reina climbed into the bed.
Pulling the blanket up to her chin, she turned toward him with a sweet smile.
“Goodnight, big brother.”
BOOM.
Rational thought ceased.
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The Next Morning
Chirp, chirp, chirp.
The sound of birdsong filled the air.
Morning sunlight streamed into the room, casting a warm glow over the two of them.
“Good morning, world. The weather’s nice today.”