Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 21: Big Misunderstanding
“I’m exhausted…”
By the time they returned to Count Zolark’s mansion, the sky was already tinged with crimson.
It felt a bit strange that it took so long for just shopping… well, let’s not dwell on it.
Preparations for the adventure had to be thorough.
Especially since, unlike Saran and Fimia, I was going to a dangerous place I had never set foot in before, so I needed to prepare properly.
“Oh, there you are. You’re good at hiding, Jurg.”
“You’re not bad at finding me either.”
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With a wry smile, I let out a sigh.
This was a corner of the spacious garden… a gazebo hidden among several trees.
Though maintained, it looked quite old.
It must not have been used for a long time.
“Good work today.”
“Same to you, Rolo. I feel like I’ve become a dress-up doll.”
“Me too. I ended up buying three outfits in the end.”
“I bought four. Apparently, I’m going to different places to wear them.”
We sighed at each other and exchanged wry smiles.
At this point, all we could do was sigh and laugh.
I wonder if people in the capital go through such tiring days without getting depressed.
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“It’s the capital we’ve longed for, but… it’s a bit different from what I imagined.”
“Come to think of it, we used to talk about coming here when we were kids.”
“I was looking forward to it a bit.”
I understood what Rolo was trying to say.
For us, who were poor kids from a poor village, the capital seemed like a dream place.
No hunger, no danger, everywhere clean and fulfilling.
Since it was where the king lived, I was convinced it must be like that.
However, in reality… it felt somehow bland.
Certainly, there were well-kept streets, unusual foods, and people wearing beautiful clothes walking everywhere.
But everyone seemed dry, expressionless… it was a place where Saran’s demeanor seemed fitting.
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The warmth and vitality of people’s lives seemed thin.
The whole city felt like a government office, making it rather uncomfortable.
“But maybe this is how it is.”
“Well, it’s good to confirm.”
“Maybe.”
Rolo, who smiled faintly, fell silent.
While being fascinated by the moon slowly rising in the sky, Rolo remained silent with his mouth closed.
This is… a signal for me to start.
With childhood friends, you understand these things.
“What is it, Rolo?”
“You have something to say, right Jurg?”
“Sometimes you corner me so easily, Rolo.”
There’s no way I can match Rolo in verbal combat.
Besides, it would be cowardly to ask Rolo for that.
“It’s about Fimia.”
“Yeah. You two seemed a bit awkward. Did you finally… do it?”
“…No, it’s not that— Hey!”
Unexpectedly, Rolo’s words made my heart stop.
Even if it were true, it wouldn’t be appropriate to ask so calmly.
“Well, yeah. She came to my room yesterday.”
“Oh, I see. Fimia is quite bold.”
“She’s too bold. I don’t know if it’s her ‘Saint’ duty or what, but couldn’t you tell her to take better care of herself, Rolo?”
Rolo chuckled softly at my words.
Isn’t this a serious matter?
“What’s so funny, Rolo?”
“It’s useless if I say it! Jurg should say it. Besides, you’re not against it, are you?”
“Well, I mean… It’s not that I’m against it.”
“You’re so indecisive.”
Rolo continued to chuckle softly.
Now, what’s going on here?
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Normally, wouldn’t I react differently if my girl did something risky like that?
“But are you okay?”
“Me? Um… I might feel a bit jealous, but I’ll support her.”
“—Huh?”
A bizarre voice escaped from me in response to Rolo’s words.
Because it’s strange.
Even if Saran told me, Fimia went as far as to do something like sneaking around at night, right?
If my rationality were a bit shallower, things would have been a mess by now.
And yet, my best friend says he’ll “support” her.
“Huh? Huh…?”
“What’s wrong? If you think too hard, you’ll get a fever.”
“No, I’m just confused. Aren’t you and Fimia… together?”
“—Huh?”
This time, Rolo’s eyes widened, and he looked blank.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen my surprised friend like this.
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“No way! We’re not like that, Fimia and I.”
“That’s all I saw…”
“You imbecile…!”
I was hit with what felt like a spit of venom.
It’s rare for Rolo to be like this.
“Well, we got along well, but… Fimia and I aren’t like that.”
“Then what kind of relationship do you have?”
“Simply put, it’s like we’re kindred spirits with similar interests, I guess.”
It doesn’t seem like an explanation of what kind of relationship they have.
But it seems I had a bit of a misunderstanding.
“So… what does that mean? You and Fimia aren’t lovers?”
“That’s right. Why did you misunderstand that?”
“Don’t most people think that way? Then why did Fimia chase after you?”
“Well, that’s because—”
Before Rolo could finish his sentence, someone jumped out of the bushes.
Even though I was on alert, thinking it was an incredible skill to not even detect their presence… it turned out to be Fimia herself.
“That’s enough, Rolo-san!”
“It’s you again, Fimia. You’re too good at lurking in the shadows for a Saint.”
Fimia frowned at my sigh.
“There are various circumstances behind this. …I’ll invoke my right to remain silent.”
“Is that so? Well, then it’s just perfect timing for you to tell us.”
“I won’t say anything. I swear to God.”
It’s not a joke when the “Saint” says that.
I heard that the true rule of silence is a prayer to God to leave everything in obscurity.
“Well, then, I won’t ask anymore. Neither to Rolo nor to you.”
Fimia seemed relieved, but she froze at my next words.
“But in return, be aware that you’re no longer safe.”