Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 83: I don’t want to be misunderstood
Michela’s expression, which was initially a bit blue, gradually turned completely blue, causing Gulf to worry and Philip to burst into laughter, their reactions unchanged as always.
“…I-I’m terribly sorry.”
I don’t understand Ibuki’s feelings; I don’t want to do anything irresponsible.
Setting aside the reason of still wanting to play, in that regard… it was an extremely reasonable answer, and one could even say it was a gentlemanly response.
“No, well, it’s okay… Haha, sorry. It’s just a bit too amusing.”
Now, Michela was earnestly bowing her head and apologizing.
Ishud understood that, he did understand… but the sight of a bright red tomato suddenly changing to the opposite color of blue was just too funny.
“I-I’m truly, deeply sorry.”
Feeling a touch of indignation at being treated lightly despite offering a sincere apology, but upon reflection, my earlier response was undoubtedly in the wrong.
Furthermore, Ishud’s oddly serious demeanor… the fact that he didn’t simply accept the apology made the atmosphere somewhat lighter, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful.
“Hehehe, as an older brother, it brings me great joy to see my sister have a friend I can already call a close friend. Well, it might be too early to decide on that. Sorry for asking something strange all of a sudden.”
“No, not at all. It was sincerely appreciated, or rather, it was an honor to be asked.”
I declined because I still want to have fun.
Although that is undoubtedly my true feeling, being asked if I would consider someone like Ibuki, a woman who would perfectly fit the term “Yamato Nadeshiko,” as a fiancée, naturally made me happy.
(That was a seriously surprising and delightful proposal, but ignoring the person’s will is a bit… yeah, maybe I’ll hold off on that.)
Nobles really do have that aspect to them, huh? As someone who has been reincarnated into this world, I understand that to some extent.
However, my own convictions remained unshaken.
“Hey, Gulf. Would you like to come over during the summer break?”
“Huh? Um… Is that okay?”
On another day, during lunch break… Ishudo suggested to Gulf that he come over to his family’s house during the upcoming long vacation.
“Huh? Of course it’s okay. Just inviting a friend over to my place, right?”
“I, I see…”
“If you ride on the carpet I always use, you’ll be able to return to your own home in no time. How about that?”
“….Yeah! Please, let’s do it.”
“Alright, it’s settled then.”
“Hey, Ishud. Can I come along too?”
“Hm? Yeah, sure, Philip. But wouldn’t it be better for you to go home first?”
Ishud hadn’t forgotten that Philip’s friend was the son of a duke.
“No way, no way, no way! Going back home would be such a hassle.”
“Philip, you’re not a child anymore, so why don’t you just go home obediently?”
“I absolutely refuse. Sure, I’ve been training with Ishud, but it’s not like I want to become a distinguished knight or anything. It’s also a hassle to deal with suspicions from my brothers.”
In the Kingdom of Batrea, where Ishud and his companions reside, nobles generally do not directly clash with each other.
However… disputes within noble households are not uncommon, though they may not happen on a daily basis.
Until now, Philip had been seen within his family as a delinquent heir with talent but a tendency to slack off… But within just a few months, he had risen to the top of his class in the upper school.
As Philip declared, he had no intention of becoming an exemplary knight, let alone aiming to become the head of his family, a fact that his friends Ishud and others were well aware of.
However, from the perspective of individuals who might become rivals in terms of status, their thoughts might differ.
“Alright. But how about sending a letter ahead of time?”
“…That’s a good idea. It would be troublesome if we went to Ishud’s family’s house without notice and they started suspecting things.”
With this, it was decided that Gulf and Philip would visit Ishudo’s family’s house.
“…Ishud, may I also accompany you to your family’s house?”
“Of course. But, it might be a good idea to get permission from Sensei Shidou first. Also, Ibuki, is it okay for you not to go back to your family’s house?”
“It’s not a problem. Given the distance, just going back home and returning is enough to squash most concerns.”
While her family wished to see her as much as possible, Ibuki’s desire to learn even the smallest secrets of Ishud’s strength outweighed it.
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Though Ibuki had sparred with Ishud numerous times during training, she had never won even once.
Even if they were to hypothetically engage in a life-or-death duel instead of sparring, it wouldn’t make a difference.
She sensed a level of strength that made her feel that way.
(…Ishud says he can’t match me in swordsmanship, but…)
Ishud openly admits that Ibuki surpasses him in swordsmanship skills.
Considering their respective occupations, it’s only natural, but Ibuki still couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of unease.
“Oh… indeed, if we’re heading all the way to Yamato, there will be a sea voyage.”
“…”
The decision was made for Gulf, Philip, and Ibuki to visit Ishud’s family, the Regula family.
Amidst all this, Michela was deeply troubled.
(Thinking rationally… no, what’s rational about this? But if I let this opportunity slip away…)
Naturally, Michela had plans to return home for the summer break, as usual.
She had intended to do so this year as well… until all her friends, the ones she usually spends time with, declared their intention to visit the very household she had set as her ultimate goal.
In other words… the summer break, though not particularly long in the grand scheme of three years, might still be a crucial period for further significant growth.
(…No!!! I can’t afford to hesitate here!!! Making excuses now will only widen the gap!!!!)
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Gulf, who has undoubtedly grown stronger after the intense battles of the fierce festival, and Philip, whose inherent talent has been gradually honed since meeting Ishud.
And Ibuki, a rival whom Michela respects as a fellow woman and combatant, whom she doesn’t want to lose to as a fighter.
With a resolute expression, Michela spoke up.