Isekai Tensei – Kimi to no Saikai made Nagai koto Nagai koto - Volume 2 Chapter 120

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Dear sensei, missus, Hanabi, how are you guys going? Ura and I are doing fine. Ever since the incident in the Empire, I became a celebrity and more people have joined our journey, so there’s been trouble, but I’m still having a blast. A demi-human, a Hunter, a dragon and an angel has joined me, and it’s been pretty fun with them, so I’ll introduce you to them sometime.

Dear Melmsan, Lallansan, Hanabi, how are you? We are continuing our journey as always. Our original plans have been full of ups and downs, but sharing many things with Velt makes me feel like I have a lot to live for. Right now, I am crossing the world with Farga and many other comrades we made along the way. Humans, demons and demi-humans are all pulling down the world with their weight, but I feel like I can do everything when I am with them. They make me believe that I can be anything.

Biyama let us stay at her house.
The first floor is a restaurant, but the second floor has Biyama and maman’s rooms and some guest rooms too, so we’re staying in the guest rooms.
Ura and I are opposite each other, writing letters to sensei, about our journey and the meetings we’ve had.
I didn’t write about the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans and the Seven Great Demon Kings because that would make them worry, but just writing about the people I’ve met fills up the paper.

“Okay, now I just have to stick this on!” (Ura)

Ura finished writing her letter and took out a purikura.
That wasn’t our photo together, but another purikura we took for the sake of it.

“A group purikura, huh. Farga~, you should’ve smiled more~.” (Velt)
“He does look happy though.” (Ura)
“Hmph, that was f.u.c.king stupid.” (Farga)
“That was a nice experience for me.” (Musas.h.i.+)
“Miss, please stick one on my back!” (Dorauemon)
“This is a treasure for me, too.” (Eljiela)
“Abyuaah!” (Cosmos)

It was embarra.s.sing when we took it, but seeing the completed thing is quite moving.
In a normal life, you would never be able to meet a prince, a demon, a demi-human, a dragon, a monster hunter or an angel either.
And yet, I was able to meet these rare people by just moving out of the country, so it really was a valuable experience.
We naturally started smiling as we looked at our own purikura.

“Velt, let’s go send them.” (Ura)
“Wait, Ura, give me a minute. I still have some more stuff to write about.” (Velt)

I’ve finished writing everything I want to as Velt Jeeha.
However, I still have things to write about as Asakura Ryuuma.
I wrote another letter addressed to just sensei this time.

Sensei, I’m writing some more about my cla.s.smates. There was some intense stuff, but it was our promise not to hide anything, so I’ll be honest about it. First of all, I think you heard the news that a country called s.h.i.+romu was attacked by demi-humans. Back then, I reunited with Miyamoto, who was leading the demi-humans. Miyamoto is a famous swordsman in the Demi-human Continent calledVarnand Gabbana. The things they do to slaves of different races in s.h.i.+romu, like rape and abuse, were things that demi-humans couldn’t allow. He couldnt decide on whether he was human or demi-human, but he also couldn’t allow that. Especially since his child was killed by humans, he’s suffering because of the ugly side of humanity. Although we intervened, nothing was solved, and all I could tell was that he’s been suffering for many years.

After that, I reunited with Kagami. He established an organisation called Love and Money, and he’s the mastermind behind the war at the Empire the other day. The a.s.shole in the costume that I beat up was Kagami. He had so many attachments to his past life that he can’t even see this world as reality.

Then, I reunited with Ayase, and she ended up being a big deal too

I didn’t even realise that I had added a lot more sheets of paper than my letter as Velt Jeeha. However, that still wasn’t enough, because I still have more to write about and report.
I told the others that I’ll send the letters later, and I continued writing alone while hearing my excited comrades eating downstairs.

“Asakura, how long are you gonna be writing for? It’s time for dinner, y’know?” (Althea)
“Biyama.” (Velt)
“I heard you were writing a letter, but man, I didn’t think you were the type of guy to do that.” (Althea)

Biyama entered the room to call me since I wasn’t coming down.
Then, she nonchalantly picked up one of my letters and skimmed through it, but her face suddenly hardened.

“Hey, Asakura. For real, who are you writing this letter to?” (Althea)
” Kobayakawsensei.” (Velt)
” Soz, who was that again?” (Althea)
“He’s our homeroom teacher, at least remember him!” (Velt)
“Ah~, wait, ah~, was he the really enthusiastic one?” (Althea)
“Yeah, he was.” (Velt)
” Ahh, right did you get to reunite with him?” (Althea)
“Yeah. The thing is, my parents were killed by a demi-human robber when I was ten years old, so sensei let me live in his house for free, together with Ura.” (Velt)
“Hu-, huh~, is that so. You’ve had a pretty gloomy life too, haven’t you.” (Althea)
“It’s not that gloomy since I didn’t really do anything.” (Velt)
“” (Althea)
“What do you want?” (Velt)
“Nah, I just thought youve mellowed out, haven’t you? Do people just become like that after making children and making lovers?” (Althea)
“Not really. I just thought it was lame to keep being as cringy as I used to be.” (Velt)

I let go of my brush, leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling.

“Hey, Biyama, what are you going to do from now? Are you going to keep on living here forever?” (Velt)
“Hm? ‘Course I am. It’s super fun right now, so there’s no reason I shouldn’t. Why?” (Althea)
“Well, it’s because you were the only one that was different to everyone else. You don’t care about justice or anything, but you’re not crazy either. You look like you’re enjoying yourself the most, even in a world like this.” (Velt)
“Ha~~~~, rubbish.” (Althea)

She suddenly sighed at my question. Why? Did I ask something weird right now?

“Asakura. When did you start thinking about difficult stuff like that?” (Althea)
“Hah?” (Velt)
“You’re a winner as long as you enjoy life, so it doesn’t matter, does it? Like, I’m not part of the s.h.i.+nsengumi, nor am I a soldier, so it doesn’t really concern me, right?” (Althea)
” Well, that’s true.” (Velt)
“Anyway, c’mon, let’s go downstairs. Maman’s food is so good it’s crazy.” (Althea)

She’s right. I was like her for a long time too. I lived how I wanted to and didn’t even feel like partic.i.p.ating in wars.
I couldn’t care less if the world was going to war.
But since I’ve had all sorts of meetings and incidents that made me think, just as she said, I might’ve started thinking about difficult stuff.

“Mm-hmm. Shar-chan was really intense. Seeing his pa.s.sionate, straightforward eyes made me think that I wouldn’t mind sleeping with him, even though he’s a demon!” (Yubamensch)
“I, I’m glad that, that my father was straight” (Ura)
“Fan-chan had such s.a.d.i.s.tic tactics~, like, she would torment people bit-by-bit with traps and throw the enemies into fear so they would surrender. Ah~n, I was so scared. Imagining my frail self, getting ravished by those dirty guys made me so, so scared.” (Yubamensch)
“I bet my f.u.c.king mum was scared of you too.” (Farga)

I could hear a banquet, or rather, a party going on as I went down the stairs with Biyama.
Maman was running around with an ap.r.o.n on, enlivening everyone without pause and filling the room with smiles.

“I got to go to a Miyamoto Kendo dojo for a day, but I ran away immediately since I couldn’t sit in a seiza position.” (Yubamensch)
“What! Maman-dono, you went to a dojo before?” (Musas.h.i.+)
“Oh my, you’re a monster hunter? Lo, ve, ly! I want to eat a nice guy and be together with him too~.” (Yubamensch)
“Yeah~, me too~, the guy I want to eat~, is always next to me~, but he doesn’t show any weak spots~.” (Cleran)
“Dorchan, can you eat this? This is a dorayaki, and it’s a confection that my daughter made up.” (Yubamensch)
“Ohhhhhh, it tastes super duper good! I, I, I’m super addicted to this!” (Dorauemon)
“Waiiiiiiiiit, Eljielchan, how is your hair so silky? Are all the people of the legendary sky race like this? I’m so jealous!” (Yubamensch)
“No no, I am not as beautiful as everyone else in the sky race but even so, Velt-sama saved me! When I gave birth, he risked his life to blush.” (Eljiela)
“Goo~~~~ goo gaa gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” (Yubamensch)
“Hogyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” (Cosmos)

He’s amazing. I mean, one of them is crying super hard, but still.
Like, what is this, a host club? An okama bar? Because like, maman is way too amazing at serving customers and talking to them!

“Ve~l-chan, you come over here too!” (Yubamensch)

Biyama was raised by him for multiple years, huh.
Seeing this makes me understand why she doesn’t care about a lot of things.

“Isn’t my maman amazing?” (Althea)
“Yeah.” (Velt)

I can tell that Biyama is proud to be his daughter.
I can tell that she recognised him as her parent, respects him and truly loves him.
Like, in a way, wouldn’t Biyama and maman be the strongest pair together? I almost burst into laughter, imagining their destructive power.

“No~w, I won’t let you guys sleep~ since were going to be gossipping all night! Fir~st of all, okay! Who here has had s.e.x before!” (Yubamensch)

Sile~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~nce

“No way! How can you be fine with that? Urchan, Eljielchan, I thought Vel-chan would be doing you every night!” (Yubamensch)
“I, I! I dont mind, I dont mind doing it but Velt is always being mean!” (Ura)
“I did request Velt-sama to show me his p.e.n.i.s.” (Eljiela)
“Otouto-kun didn’t even get into when I seduced him. Well, I~ have Farga, though~” (Cleran)
“Spuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt.” (Musas.h.i.+)
“Waaaaa, Musas.h.i.+-neesan got a nosebleed!” (Dorauemon)
“Kya~kya!” (Cosmos)

Like, these guys

“How pitiful, Urchan. Even though you lived together for five years Vel-chan is so cruel! Now, cry on my chest!” (Yubamensch)
“Uu, uwaaaaaaaaaan!” (Ura)
“Oh~, there-there. Don’t worry, Urchan, you can leave it to me!” (Yubamensch)
“Uguh, maman?” (Ura)
“I will definitely make Vel-chan do it with you in the v.a.g.i.n.a!” (Yubamensch)

You, you guys are being way too sincere!
He’s terrifying in this way too. With just this banquet, he was able to open their hearts up completely.
Everyone had been swallowed up by maman’s atmosphere, that they naturally became closer.
In response to that, the surrounding customers and employees drunk with us, regardless of whether we were human or demon, and everyone lost themselves in excitement.
And then

“Oka~y, I get it. What you don’t have enough of, is love! In that case, I, Maman, who is a maid restaurant’s manager at times, a club owner at times and aCity Mixerorganiser at times, will let you enjoy yourselves!” (Yubamensch)

Maman suddenly spun around like a ballet dancer and made a suggestion to us.

“Tomorrow, we’re doing aSal Mixerunder the pretence of doing aFutsal Tournament. You should make a team and partic.i.p.ate too!” (Yubamensch)

That was an invitation to a project that sounded way too peaceful, that it made our journey until now feel like it was all a dream.
Like, I know what futsal is, but what’s a city mixer? What’s a sal mixer? Am I the only one that doesn’t know that term?