I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

Since Epsilon began living with Miyabi, it had become routine for them to eat meals together, and this evening was no exception, they naturally dined as a pair. After tasting the dinner Miyabi had prepared, Epsilon showed an expression of admiration.

[Tonight’s grilled fish is quite delicious.]

[Eh? Ahh…… you’re right. It really is much tastier than usual…… Maybe we just got a good fish this time.]

The food was clearly more flavorful than usual, but Miyabi didn’t recall changing her cooking methods in any way. She simply reasoned that she must have happened upon high-quality ingredients by chance.

However, there was a reason for this. When Miyabi reincarnated, her soul had been damaged. From her perspective, she only believed she had lost part of her memory, but in truth, she had also lost the innate magical aptitude unique to otherworlders.

That aptitude had now been restored thanks to Makina repairing her soul. As a result, she had regained her magic akin to Spirit Speech. Miyabi often muttered “be delicious, be delicious” while cooking, and that subconscious invocation had become magically effective, enhancing the flavor of her dishes. But there was no clear indication that would make her aware of it.

[Still, celebrating a birthday by creating an entirely new world…… that’s something else.]

[Miyama Kaito-sama’s influence actually is beyond measure. In fact, hosting the event in another world might be the only way to avoid a huge commotion, so that was more a necessary precaution than anything.]

[I see…… I wonder if someone with that much influence could maybe sweet-talk Ozma-sama into becoming more proactive in romance?]

[That seems unlikely. Miyama Kaito-sama himself doesn’t strike me as someone actively pursuing romance. Rather, he just tends to be well-liked and ends up in relationships because people around him keep making advances.]

[Hmmm. That’s a shame…… If only Ozma-sama were a bit weaker, we could just forcefully establish some…… situations to push things forward. But I guess that’s easier said than done.]

Epsilon couldn’t help but let out a wry chuckle at Miyabi’s disappointed murmur. Despite her refined appearance, they got along so well precisely because her thinking was often straightforward, in a way similar to most of the War King’s subordinates.

After their idle dinner chatter and clearing the table, the usual routine was to have a quiet drink together. As they snacked on the appetizers Miyabi had made, they each took small sips from their sake cups.

As one of the War King’s subordinates, Epsilon had always enjoyed rowdy banquets and could drink strong liquor in large quantities…… but lately, she had come to prefer these quiet, relaxed moments spent drinking with Miyabi.

Well, both kinds of moments were enjoyable in their own way, so comparing them might be meaningless……

[Now that I think about it, a few of the former Hero Actors also showed up to help prepare for the party.]

[Ahh, those who immigrated here. Until I regained my memories, I didn’t really feel like I was an otherworlders, so I never saw the Hero Actors as people from the same place…… But now that I remember, I’d kind of like to meet them. They’re people from way further in the future than the time I lived in, so I’d love to hear their stories.]

[If the opportunity arises, I’ll introduce you…… Though I’ve hardly spoken to anyone aside from Miyama Kaito-sama. Still, putting that aside, do you feel like regaining your memories has had an impact?]

[Hmmm, in some unexpected ways, yes…… Like with the fabric I make. I always thought they were fine, but thinking back, after losing my memories, the colors and patterns started to seem a bit off. I guess I was unconsciously drawing inspiration from the kimonos and designs I’d seen before.]

Miyabi created fabrics as both a hobby and a source of income, selling fabric in a traditional Japanese style…… Her main customer was Blossom, but she had other buyers too, enough to earn a modest living.

[I see. So some part of your past memories had been feeding into your experience all along without you realizing it.]

[Yes, though I didn’t notice until I got those memories back.]

[Some things you only understand after losing them…… and others, only after gaining them or regaining them, I suppose.]

[You never know what might trigger that realization until it happens…… Still, when it comes to my memories, unfortunately there wasn’t anything that could help push the relationship between Ix-sama and Ozma-sama forward.]

[……You’re as enthusiastic as ever.]

[Of course! Once I help Ix-sama and Ozma-sama get together, I plan to marry Ix-sama myself! So I’d rather you hurry up and make progress. But Ozma-sama really does seem like the ultimate bachelor type…… He’s a tough one. I guess we’ll just have to slowly work on it over time…… But then again……]

As Miyabi pondered intensely, weighing strategies with a serious expression, Epsilon took another sip of her sake and smiled faintly. There are things you only notice after losing them, and others you only notice once you’ve gained them…… That sentiment she’d just expressed came from her own personal experience.

Thinking back, the first person to fall for Ozma and begin actively pursuing him had been Agni.

Her feelings for Ozma weren’t false. She genuinely respected his strength and admired him, and his personality was something she liked as well. Without hesitation, she could say he was the man she liked most among the opposite sex.

However, if someone were to ask whether her feelings were entirely unaffected by “her longstanding rivalry with Agni since childhood”, she would find herself struggling to answer.

(Perhaps Ozma-sama finds me harder to deal with than Agni because he senses something in that regard.)

Once again, it should be stated that Epsilon’s affection toward Ozma was genuine. However, for example…… though it was an improbable scenario, considering Ozma’s power far surpassed even Epsilon’s, and he was capable of feats like self-resurrection with ease…… Still, if, hypothetically, Ozma had died like Miyabi had…… would Epsilon have fallen into the same state as she did back then?

No, most likely not. She would grieve, she would shed tears, she would feel loneliness…… but in the end, Epsilon would accept Ozma’s death. She would take it as a precious, irreplaceable memory of the past, etching it deep in her heart before moving forward.

At the very least, she would not, like when she lost Miyabi…… find herself unable to contain her emotions, crying through the night, clinging to any hope, no matter how reckless, to reclaim the life they had together. She wouldn’t have sought out forbidden arts to do so.

Back then, Epsilon’s state of mind had been truly desperate…… She had spoken with Megiddo and obtained permission, but for those 6 months, Epsilon performed none of her duties as a subordinate to the War King. Without taking even a single break, she immersed herself in forbidden tomes within the library of Isis’s castle.

She had looked so intense at the time that even Isis hesitated to approach her, and Alice couldn’t help but step in and lend a hand.

[Miyabi.]

[Eh? Ah, yes!]

Calling gently to her and patting her knee, Epsilon conveyed her intention, and Miyabi immediately picked up on it. With a small smile of delight, she seated herself on Epsilon’s lap.

Compared to most men, Epsilon was tall, while Miyabi was on the smaller side, and the difference in build between them was noticeable. As Miyabi settled in, Epsilon gently embraced her from behind, resting her chin on Miyabi’s shoulder and closing her eyes.

It was a kind of physical closeness that often occurred when the two drank together…… a momentary pause amid their shared time with alcohol. Miyabi looked happily content in Epsilon’s arms, and Epsilon herself wore a calm, peaceful smile.

The person Epsilon loved most as the opposite sex was Ozma. But if that limitation were removed, then the most important person in the world to her was Miyabi, and the most precious treasure she had was already in her arms.

Epsilon didn’t particularly mind marrying Miyabi first. If Miyabi had some specific feelings or reasons of her own, Epsilon was happy to go along with them at a relaxed pace.

After all, she had no intention of leaving, nor of letting Miyabi go. They were going to stay together forever. There was no need to rush anything; she was content to follow Miyabi’s pace.

[……Miyabi, I’m off work tomorrow. Shall we go out somewhere? I heard Neun-dono opened a shop dealing with other world goods.]

[I was thinking I’d like to get some small plates, so I hope they have things like that. But more than anything, I’m just happy I get to go out with you, Ix-sama.]

[Fufu, you’re exaggerating…… Haven’t we gone out together many times already?]

[No, no, no matter how many times we go, spending time alone with someone you love is always special.]

[I see…… Yes, perhaps you’re right.]

Seeing Miyabi so cheerful, Epsilon responded with a smile of her own. There were things one couldn’t understand until they were experienced firsthand. As she held Miyabi in her arms, Epsilon found herself realizing something new———– that, unexpectedly, she was the type to form a deep and tenacious attachment when it came to what she valued most. With that thought in mind, she gently posed a question to the one she held close.

[Miyabi…… are you happy right now?]

[Yes, of course I am! I’m happy now, and I know I’ll be happy in the future too. Because I intend to stay with Ix-sama for the rest of my life.]

[I see…… I’ll have to make sure I don’t disappoint you then……]

Wrapped in quiet, affectionate conversation, the two were enveloped in a calm, subtly sweet atmosphere.

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<Afterword>

Serious-senpai : [……Oof…… They’re flirting way more than I imagined (despair)…… Casually cuddling from behind like it’s nothing…… These two are dangerous……]

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