
Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 101: The Magic Katana’s Performance
The next morning, Tauro visited Bob’s house with the magic katana.
Bob welcomed him inside.
“Oh, is that the one you had your blacksmith acquaintance forge? It certainly has a different feel from an ordinary sword.”
Bob accepted the weapon from Tauro.
“It’s called a katana. It has a single-edged blade, and unlike a sword, its main advantage is its sharpness.”
Bob nodded and drew it from its scabbard.
“…What?!”
His eyes went wide when he saw the blade.
“…Is this blade wreathed in flames?!”
“Yes! Thanks to your magic stone, it’s a magic katana imbued with fire mana. The scabbard was made specifically for it and has fire resistance too!”
“…A magic katana…? Isn’t this a first-class weapon?!”
Bob panicked and hurriedly sheathed it again.
“I don’t know whether it’s first-class, but you gave me the bow from the dungeon, and this is meant to replace the sword that broke. Please accept it.”
Tauro smiled.
“…Tauro, anything with ‘magic’ attached to its name sells for a fortune. The blacksmith who forged this must be a master. Are you truly sure I can have it?”
Bob stared at Tauro’s smile in disbelief.
“Of course. The person who made it—me—also agrees.”
Tauro answered him with another innocent smile.
“…All right. Then I’ll accept it. Thank you. I promise I’ll take good care of it!”
Bob returned Tauro’s smile and firmly shook his hand.
“If you weren’t a minor, this would call for a drink together! Wahahaha! Momo! Could you bring us some alcohol?”
Momo poked her head out from the back room.
“What are you talking about this early in the morning? Tauro, if you haven’t eaten yet, would you like to stay for breakfast?”
She began preparing food.
“Please don’t trouble yourself. In that case, I brought something too. Have some.”
Tauro took food from [Magic Storage].
“[Magic Storage] really is convenient… Wait! Is that white bread?!”
Momo was delighted. White bread was a luxury beyond the reach of most ordinary people, and she had always longed to try it.
Tauro had brought sandwiches made with it.
“Yes. This is another way of thanking you, so please help yourselves!”
“You’ve thought of everything! Thanks!”
Bob gratefully took a huge bite. Momo prodded the bread with her fingertips, marveling at its softness, before taking a bite herself.
“This is delicious!” Bob exclaimed.
“It’s wonderful!” Momo agreed.
Tauro couldn’t help smiling at their delight.
Several days later…
“Take this!”
With a powerful horizontal swing, Bob cleaved an orc in two.
Flames burst from the cut, and the bisected orc died engulfed in fire. The katana was so sharp that the momentum carried its blade into a nearby rock.
Bob hurriedly pulled it free, but a small chip had appeared in the edge.
“Oh no! I promised to take good care of it, and I’ve already damaged it…”
Bob stared miserably at the magic katana’s edge, wondering what to do.
“I’ll have to ask the blacksmith who forged it to repair it…”
He regretted not asking Tauro for the smith’s name.
“…There’s no helping it. I’ll apologize to Tauro and ask him for an introduction.”
Bob pulled himself together and headed back to the village.
“Hey, Tauro!”
On the road into the village, he happened to meet Tauro and his companions returning from a quest.
“Hello, Bob. Good work today.”
“Sorry, Tauro! I got carried away by how sharp the blade was and kept slaying orcs. Then my swing went too far, I struck a rock, and the edge chipped. Could you introduce me to the blacksmith who made it so I can have it repaired?”
“Really? May I take a look?”
Tauro accepted the katana from Bob.
When he drew it, however, there was no chip in the blade.
“Huh? It isn’t chipped.”
“Of course it—what? No, I’m certain it was chipped…”
Bob examined the edge in confusion.
“How many orcs did you cut down?”
“Hm? …Seven.”
“And the blade didn’t chip while cutting them?”
“No. It even sliced straight through their bones and cut them in half! Its sharpness was incredible.”
Bob nodded, remembering how the weapon had felt in his hands.
“Maybe this magic katana has [Recovery Regeneration] imbued in it.”
“[Recovery Regeneration]?!”
“Katanas are extremely sharp, but they aren’t exceptionally durable. That would explain why the blade didn’t chip after cutting down so many orcs. It would also explain how the damage you saw repaired itself.”
As Tauro explained his theory, he began to suspect that he might have created something extraordinary.
