Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 53: Luggage carrier ⑪
I had never refused something so outright before.
“Oh, what an interesting place you live in.”
Mineha said, looking around.
“Uh, well, yeah.”
“Wait, no way. It’s a bit shabby, but you’ve got a tower! Can I climb it?”
“Go ahead.”
Still, just because I didn’t want her to come didn’t mean she would take no for an answer.
And so, Mineha ended up at my house.
Considering her personality, my refusal was just pointless resistance. And wings sure are convenient, aren’t they?
In no time, she was at the top of the tower.
It’s a hassle for me to climb up and down, so I was a bit jealous.
After a short while, she came back down.
“Hmm. The view’s decent, I guess.”
“Is it?”
It wasn’t exactly breathtaking, but I liked the view too.
I showed her around the rest of the house, as she’d requested, and we ended up back in front of the tower.
“Still, having the kitchen and the main room combined is kind of strange.”
she commented.
“It’s convenient. I can cook breakfast as soon as I get up.”
“Is that really convenient? And, for such a large space, it feels like everything’s crammed into one area. You’re not using the right side at all.”
“That side’s for storage and, recently, training.”
“Training?”
“For knife skills and building stamina, among other things.”
Lately, I’ve been putting more effort into training, doing more than just my regular routines.
Mineha gave a thoughtful “hmm” before speaking again.
“Even though you have a relic?”
“If you rely on it too much and then can’t use it when it counts, what will you do?”
“That would never happen.”
“I don’t believe it’s impossible. There might be monsters or situations where relics don’t work.”
“Even so, I’d still rely on my relic.”
Relic, relic, relic… I was starting to get irritated.
“Well, do what you want. But I, for one, wouldn’t want to become flabby and pathetic from over-reliance on a relic. I wouldn’t want to see it either.”
“Hah?! Are you saying I’ll end up like that?!”
Mineha glared at me.
I knew topics like this were a landmine for women, but my irritation got the better of me.
“Didn’t your mentor ever tell you to keep your body in shape?”
Mineha visibly flinched, her reaction almost cartoonish.
“Yeah, they said it’s fundamental for explorers—your body is your greatest asset.”
“Thought so.”
“B-but listen here! Don’t get the wrong idea. I do train a little, okay?”
“Then why did you say, ‘even though you have a relic’?”
“That’s because you don’t seem to value your relic enough!”
“I don’t take it lightly. But I don’t worship it either.”
“I don’t worship mine either! What’s your problem? You act like you hate relics, even though you have one!”
“Do I hate relics? Maybe I do.”
“You’re benefiting from it, aren’t you?!”
“I am grateful. Thanks to my relic, I’m alive and able to be who I am now.”
That’s true. I am thankful.
Wait a second—what did she just say?
Benefiting from it? From a relic?
“What’s wrong?”
She asked.
“Mineha, how do you know I have a relic?”
“I just found out now.”
“Huh?”
“I had a feeling. You didn’t realize it, but back when the others were upset, they were angry because they didn’t have relics. But you… You were definitely upset too, but it wasn’t the same kind of anger. I can’t explain it well, but let’s just call it a woman’s intuition.”
“A woman’s intuition…?”
“I didn’t mean to bait you, but I see now. You do have a relic.”
“…Yes, I do.”
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“Then—”
“That’s exactly why I draw a line. A relic is a tool, a form of technology. It’s important to know when to use it and when not to. Relying on it all the time will ruin you.”
“Are you saying I’m ruined?!”
“Yes. After all, Mineha, you look down on Axe and the others—”
“Enough!!”
Mineha shouted, her gaze sharp and fierce.
The anger and pressure radiating from her were palpable. As expected of an explorer.
I’d gone too far. My frustration had made me say things I shouldn’t have.
“I… I’m sorry.”
“I’ll sleep on top of the tower.”
“R-right.”
With that, Mineha flew off toward the tower.
I regretted everything.
Late at Night
A sudden sound woke me.
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I heard the flow of water from the adjacent room.
“…?”
That room was where I bathed.
It had a large wooden tub, a small bucket, and a barrel of water.
The floor was partially stone, so getting it wet wasn’t a problem.
There was no door, just a cloth hung up as a partition.
That’s why I could clearly hear the water. Normally, though, this shouldn’t be happening.
It must be Mineha.
She was a guest, after all. If she was bathing, it was nothing to worry about.
Wait. The sound was too loud.
Mineha is a Fairiall. She’s only as tall as my chest.
Even if she were washing herself, forgive me for saying so, but…
She’s small, so there shouldn’t be this much noise.
Besides, isn’t it improper to listen to the sounds of a girl—especially a younger one—bathing?
But this… This is too loud.
Judging by her size, this doesn’t add up.
“……”
I carefully climbed out of bed, making sure not to make a sound. Moving as quietly as possible, I crawled slowly toward the entrance.
Finally, I reached the doorway without a sound. Peeking cautiously through the gap in the curtain…
“―――!?―――”
I almost gasped out loud.
W-what is going on? W-who is that?
Before me stood a stunningly beautiful woman with flowing flaxen hair, her bare body exposed.
She looked to be in her early twenties.
She was sitting in the wooden tub filled with water, using a towel to wipe her body.
Her eyes were closed as she rinsed herself with a small bucket.
And that figure… It was like something out of a memory of a gravure model from my past life.
Every curve was captivating, with all the right places strikingly pronounced and all the right places perfectly slender.
W-who is she?
Why is such a beautiful woman in my house?
At that moment, I accidentally made a sound.
“Who’s there?”
She turned sharply.
Crap. I immediately began retreating, moving slowly and without a sound.
The sound of approaching footsteps.
The curtain serving as a makeshift door was brusquely pulled aside, and the mysterious beauty entered my room.
“………”
In the darkness, I lay completely still, pretending to sleep.
I could feel her presence looming over me, her aura pressing heavily against my back.
“…Must have been my imagination. Ugh, what an unpleasant night.”
She left the room.
That was way too close.