The Tale of A Man Who Believed That His Reincarnation Had Granted Him A Japanese Sword And The Greatest Battle Sense, Only To Have The God Finally Inform Him "Huh, I Didn't Give You Any Combat Sense… That's Scary…" - Episode 15

“Hehehe, that was quite a disaster, Enri.”

After finishing the duel in front of the café, I walked through the streets of Redinbara with Lyra-san holding my hand, and we arrived at the suite room of the Roiji Hotel where Lyra-san was staying. Outside the window, the night had completely fallen, and the soft light of lamps was lit in various places throughout the town.

Inside the suite, there are large windows that are larger than life, offering a view of the city, luxurious sofas and tables with a white theme, and a striking king-size pure white bed. The room is incredibly spacious, so much so that you might want to comment that such a large space isn’t necessary for just one person. It’s so big that you could probably play a small sport in it.

“By the way, that belt you’re wearing on your waist, did you have it made at Sophia’s workshop? The black leather suits you very well.”

Entering the room, Ms. Lyra took off her earrings and other accessories and placed them on the table, then slumped onto the sofa. She took off her high-heeled shoes and propped her feet up on the sofa, continuing to talk in a relaxed posture like a lounging cat.

“Don’t just stand at the entrance of the room, come over here too. Come on…”

Lyra taps the space next to the sofa where she is sitting. To be honest, I don’t really want to talk to her right now. The duel with Arthur that happened in front of the café. It might be misleading to say she forced me, but Lyra dragged me away from that place to prevent Arthur from delivering the final blow. That act lingers in my heart somehow.

“Ah… um, I’m coming now.”

I drew the katana from my waist belt and placed it on the table, then hesitantly sat next to Lyra. Sitting next to her, I realized that a sweet floral scent wafted from Lyra, who was relaxing in the room.

There are probably perfumes and such in this world too. I’ve been living in this world for about two months now, and there are quite a few similarities in culture and language compared to the previous world. However, it’s also possible that the automatic translation feature from the reincarnation perks is paraphrasing things in a way that’s easy for me to understand, and I’m just interpreting it myself.

“The duel with Mr. Northridge, you held on well until the end. Good job.”

Lyra sat on the sofa, pressing closely against me, and rested her head on my shoulder. The chestnut-colored hair, slightly damp as if she had just come out of the bath, exuded a refined scent of shampoo.

Close, really close, not just close but our skin is almost touching…! With the added context of just getting out of the bath, the already mysterious and sexy Lyra looks even more alluring…! So naughty, this master.

“Then, Enri, there’s something I need to apologize to you for.”

“Is it something I need to apologize for…?”

“That’s right. Actually, it was me who told Mr. Northridge to challenge you to a duel.”

Did Arthur-kun tell me to duel? …What does that mean? I definitely felt Arthur-kun’s determination to fight me somehow. After all, he even went so far as to take Ms. Utsuho hostage just because I was nearby and forcibly started the duel.

“You have the right to be angry. After all, a secret agreement was made to duel without your knowledge. It’s only natural that you would want to cut me down with your weapon.”

Lyra-san, with a leisurely motion, takes my left hand and moves it to the katana placed on the table. Since the fault lies with me, it wouldn’t matter if you were angry and cut me down. By expressing this as her will, Lyra-san is clearly entrusting me with the right to life and death in this moment.

You’re such a sneaky person. You know I would never do something like that. It’s like a cat’s mischief.

“Could you tell me the reason? There’s no way Ms. Lyra would do something like that without a reason, right?”

Lyra let out a small laugh, then released my hand and lay down next to me on the sofa. It ended up with me giving her a lap pillow. No, no, no, Lyra, this is way too defenseless. I can’t handle having a beauty like you resting on my lap and looking at your face up close like this…!!

But, I can endure it because I’m Lyra-san’s attendant… I can endure it, I will endure it, me!

“The first is to determine if we can defeat a named adventurer before entering the swordsmanship tournament. The second is to fulfill Mr. Black’s request to have Mr. Northridge fight a strong opponent. The third is—”

There, she paused her words and, while lifting her body, wrapped her arms around my neck as if to entangle me. Before I could even panic inside, “Huh!? What, what, what!?” Lyra-san slowly wrapped her hand around my neck and leaned her weight onto me. Then, she whispered softly into my ear.

“To deliciously ‘devour’ the cute you. Men after a battle are supposed to be burning with passion, aren’t they?”

The sweet, sweet scent of vanilla. Her heated face. Her long chestnut hair drapes over my face like a curtain, blocking my view. All I can see now is my partner, Lyra-san, licking her lips.

“You must have wanted to establish a clear victory or defeat. I’m sorry for making you endure it for my sake.”

Her warm, soft fingertips trace the nape of my neck. Whispering words into my ear as if soothing a baby, as if teaching, as if melting.

“So, this is a reward. There’s nothing to worry about. Right now, it’s just a cute guy and a girl here.”

My brain is numb. Emotions beyond my capacity are flooding in, and my head feels foggy. I can’t think straight.

“It’s fine, Enri… Just leave everything to me.”

Lyra-san, with a practiced demeanor, reached for my clothes―――.

“Lord Enri! Lady Lyra! The late-night meal is ready!!”

I became fully aware at the sound of Utsuho’s voice, which was louder than anything I had ever heard before, as she pushed the serving cart into the room.

“U, Utsuho…?”

“Sorry for bothering you at this late hour! Since Enri-sama hasn’t eaten anything since having apple pie at noon, and I thought you might be hungry too, I came to serve you!”

Lyra, who had been straddling me on the sofa, let out a completely unexpected and utterly surprised sound that I had never heard from her before.

When I looked towards the entrance of the room, I saw the tall Utsuho-san pushing a serving cart through the door while saying “Alright.” Although his face was smiling, his eyes were intense.

“You didn’t ask for it, did you, Utsuho? Midnight snacks and all that…”

“No, no, it was because Miss Lyra was ‘trying to eat something,’ so I, Utsuho, took the liberty of helping out.”

When she made a face that seemed exasperated, Lyra-san moved off me and sat back down on the sofa. Ah, that was close… Thanks to Utsuho-san bringing late-night snacks for some reason, I managed to avoid crossing a line with my employer. I was completely swept away by the situation…

“You’re so thoughtful, Utsuho, but if you eat too late, it can ruin your figure. Next time, please ask beforehand before serving.”

“I’m terribly sorry, Lady Lyra… From now on, I will do my utmost to accommodate you. Therefore, please inform Utsuho when you are hungry.”

After that, Ms. Utsuho continued to bring in course dishes one after another, and I, who had unconsciously become hungry during the battle with Arthur-kun, devoured almost all of them in no time.

Having eaten a large amount of delicious food, I collapsed onto my bed with enough momentum to join the Gluttonous Fainting Club and fell asleep.