|Author: Kiriya Kadzuki||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 1336 characters|
|Translator: Zzonkedd||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 646 words|
Schenna was well aware that no one would believe her if she were to ever open up and say that she was actually once a boy and was reborn in this world. However, just the existence of the female dark elf that was standing right in front of her was enough to put her mind at ease, as she patted Schenna in the back and listened to her.
“I really did try my best, but it was just so harsh and scary! The fear of living in this world and being denied of my own identity as Kouta while being Kouta… If that’s even the correct way to describe what I felt. I hated being recognized as Schenna Urablatt by everyone.
All I wanted was to scream out loud for everyone to hear that the ‘me’ from my previous life was still alive!”
“Yeah, I understand you perfectly. Kouta does in fact still exist inside Schenna Urablatt. Just like Yasuhiro… still exists in Kishana Ustey. It’s just something that only we can understand, other people would never be able to.”
If God does exist, then why did things turn out this way.
If only the memories had not remained, there would be no need for them to suffer.
But then again, only because those memories were still there, the two best friends were able to meet each other once again.
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“I think there must be a meaning for being reborn in a different world. Then it’s up to both of us to find that meaning”
“Alright! I’m getting hungry, time to make something delicious for dinner”
Kishana headed to the kitchen and took out the smoking meat along with some vegetables from a bin and began cooking.
She was already used to cook for herself so she had this utility belt around her waist, from which she took a knife out and began cutting the meat. She then placed it on the iron fry pan and lit up the stove with magic that came out of her finger, thus beginning the cooking process.
As she finished distributing the food on the plates, she added the finishing touch with the herbs that she was raising at her place.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. I added some pickles so feel free to take a bite!”
“It’s got a really good smell and looks delicious, plus it’s been a while since I ate pickles.”
“I just recently started trying making them, however, it doesn’t compare to what we had in Japan at all. So far this is the best I could do, taking into account that I’m learning by myself by trial and error.”
Schenna promptly tried out the pickles and they were indeed pretty good, however like Kishana had said already, they were no comparison to the ones they had in Japan.
Still, she had put all her effort into making the pickles so Schenna couldn’t afford to be stingy about it, so she kept thanking her over and over.
“It’s delicious! There’s nothing that can beat food made with passion, that’s for sure!”
“Ugh, I’m not quite sure if I should take that as a compliment. I sort of feel like I’m forcing you to say that after telling you I had been trying my best lately to make them so you can eat me instead if you want”
Schenna’s face turned red and she tried looking away as Kishana slightly flashed out her breasts and closed the distance between them.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it that way! I’m begging you, don’t pull those jokes on me”
“Hahah, such an adorable reaction as usual.”
Showing off a teasing smile, Kishana headed back to her seat.
There’s no other dinner that compares to how fun this one was.
Schenna kept thinking if only it was possible to stay like that forever, nothing would make her happier.