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The Savior’s Book Café in Another World: Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: Interaction

Translated by: sydney Proofread by: Necro

My first customer, a man named Ill, came back to my café the next day at the same time.

Unlike yesterday, when he arrived seeming very tense, today he seems very excited.

As another person who loves books, I know that feeling well.

“Welcome.”

“Excuse me, could I borrow the book you were holding for me again?”

“Yes, of course. Here you are.”

After I handed him the book I had been holding onto, he sat at the same table as yesterday.

I explained that there’s also a private room, and he hesitated for a moment before saying he’d move if someone else came.

The seat he’s sitting at is near the fire, and is in a very good place for getting new books from the shelves, so he probably likes that seat.

I hand him the menu, and after looking at it for a short time, he orders several things, all of which are more filling items.

Maybe he just wasn’t very hungry yesterday.

Maybe it’s because he’s a man, but he’s also part of the Knights, meaning he would probably be fighting a lot.

I wonder if he’s training, since he seems to be in good shape, or maybe he’s just the type to eat a lot.

I bring him enough things to bury the small one-person table, and after eating the main meal, he begins reading while eating the last things with one hand.

It makes me glad to see him take one bite and be surprised before continuing to eat with a smile.

As someone who enjoys cooking, it makes me very happy when people enjoy eating what I’ve made for them.

I look away so I don’t disturb his reading, and open my own book.

From then on, he came almost every day.

He always comes to the café around the same time, once it gets to evening, after he’s finished working for the day.

He leaves at different times, but he always seems to want to stay as long as possible.

It was over a month later of him coming to the café, around the time when we had begun talking more and more.

Recently, while I’m making his order, he’ll sometimes come to the counter and talk with me.

We always talk about books, telling each other which ones are interesting or which ones we’d recommend, things along those lines.

Every book he’s introduced me to has been interesting, and every time I stock new books, he always says they’re books he’s wanted to read.

It’s peaceful, and while I thought that once customers started coming I would lose time for reading, getting excited about books with someone with the same taste as me is only fun.

“The books you stock always look interesting, every time I come I spend a long time deciding which one to read next.”

“Me too. All of the books you’ve told me about have been so interesting, once I get them in, I can’t decide where to start.”

“I know that if I start reading while I’m worried, I can only read so much.”

“It’s difficult, isn’t it? Although the time spent worrying is still enjoyable.”

I’ve never had someone I could talk to like this before, so spending time talking with him has become another thing I look forward to recently.

Most of my friends from my old world weren’t the type to read much.

It was as I was talking with him and was putting the finishing touches on his food.

Even as I focused on putting the last touches on, we didn’t stop talking.

“The new book you got the other day was very interesting. I was surprised when everything turned around at the last part.”

“Right, I know! No one could have predicted that!” I replied enthusiastically, before frantically covering my mouth with my hands.

He looks at me with a slightly surprised expression, and I break out into a cold sweat, thinking, Now I’ve done it.

I was focused on cooking, but I was also so excited that he felt the same that I started talking to him like we were close friends.

“I-I’m sorry. I haven’t had anyone else to be excited with about books like this before. I was just happy that someone else felt the same way when reading the same part of the same book...,” I frantically apologized, and his expression changed to a gentle smile.

And then in the somewhat awkward atmosphere, he opened his mouth.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind. I haven’t had anyone to talk to about books like this before either. Um...if it’s okay, I’d be happy if you wanted to be more like friends, sort of like reading companions.”

“Huh?”

From his personality, I didn’t think that he would be angry, but I didn’t expect him to say that.

Not that it doesn’t make me happy.

“Um, are you sure?”

“Yeah. Even though I’ve been teased for being a bookworm, I’ve never had the chance to talk with anyone who likes reading as much as I do. And there’s the benefit of it being easier to stay here longer if you became friends with me.”

He smiles, his reply serious but with a joke thrown in as well.

I unconsciously let out a breath at his words, and then look him in the eyes and smile.

“That would be nice.... I’d like that.”

“I’m happy to hear that.”

I stopped using the polite language I had been using towards him, and he started speaking with me more informally as well.

Somehow, it seems that not only did I get my ideal café in this other world, but I got my ideal friend.

Immediately after, he introduced himself properly to me, and I was surprised to learn that he’s the Knight Captain in this country.

Apparently ‘Ill’ is a nickname, and his actual name is ‘Soeil.’

Ever since I found out about this country’s information notices, or rather, the pamphlets where the planned monster subjugations are written that are passed out periodically, I’ve read it every day, and the mentioned Knight Captain’s name was the same.

Since it’s always the two of us in the café, I don’t need to use his name when we talk, so I never noticed.

He told me just to call him ‘Ill,’ but it felt like I’d become friends with a really amazing person.

But now I can probably talk about books without holding back.

It seems he was thinking the same, as from that day on he sat at the counter and we had deeper conversations than before.

A short while after we became friends, we became comfortable talking to each other without holding back, and before I knew it, it felt like we were rapidly becoming closer.

It’s fun, knowing that even if I talked enough to make the average person draw back, I would get even more in response.

I never thought it would make me this happy to find someone who I could talk about something I love with from the bottom of my heart.

As it seemed that he was always looking forward to coming here, I began looking forward to opening the café door for him.

And precisely because we became friends, there was one thing that I began to worry about.

More accurately, I was worried about it before as well, but I couldn’t well bother a customer about it, so I tried to simply ignore it.

He looked forward to coming to the café, but as soon as he entered, he would let out a big sigh that seemed to be of relief.

There were always faint bags under his almond-shaped eyes, and while he would seem to be enjoying himself when reading, when he was leaving the café, he would let out another sigh, this one seeming to be of depression, as he left.

Both of these sighs seemed somehow subconscious.

Since it doesn’t seem like he dislikes the café, maybe there’s something he doesn’t like before and after coming here.

I watched as he rode away after sighing as he left again today, and closed up the café. Before I go to sleep, I think while looking at the book in front of me.

Being a Knight Captain must be stressful sometimes, so maybe he’s just sighing because he’s stressed or tired?

Like me, he relieves stress by reading, so maybe it would help to stock some new books, I think, returning my gaze to the open book in front of me.

My current lifestyle includes spending the morning reading, then in the afternoon I work on new developments for the menu or otherwise organizing the café, and once Ill arrives, I spend that time either reading or studying magic.

I spend most of my time reading by far, but the book on my lap today is a magic textbook.

This book has quite the variety of spells, including several that seem useful for using around the café.

As I’m flipping through the pages, one spell stands out to me, and I carefully read its description.

“...this is it.”

A type of fatigue restoration magic that you cast on food or drinks.

In other words, it’s as if a health food took effect immediately, and it doesn’t seem to have any negative effects on the consumer’s body.

It’s a spell that helps you recover from fatigue and simultaneously accelerates recovery from injuries.

“‘After using the spell to recover once, you can take a slightly weaker version daily to reduce fatigue in general....’”

It seems like this spell is usually used in restaurants or hospitals, and it falls under the class of advanced magic.

Enchanted items tend to jump up in price based on the magic used, and it says using this magic without changing the flavor of the food consumes a considerable amount of magic.

‘At famous high-class restaurants, they sometimes have a specialist exclusively for casting these spells’?

A good sense for handling magic is required is also written in red letters to stand out, so it seems that by nature this isn’t the kind of magic that would be used in a personal café like mine.

“The amount of magic it costs isn’t a problem, and I have no need to raise my prices. All that’s left is to see if I can actually use it properly.”

This way, Ill won’t think anything is strange, so I decide to try it out and brew a cup of tea for myself.

I followed the book’s instructions and casted the spell.

It doesn’t look any different, and it doesn’t taste any different either.

I get the feeling that my shoulders are suddenly lighter, but it could just be my imagination, so I decide to test out for certain whether or not this magic worked.

“Umm, in order to see for certain whether or not this recovery magic works, I’m supposed to cast a light offensive spell.... Offensive spell....”

After a moment of thinking, I face my cup of tea and try to cast an offensive spell.

The flame in my hand made a pathetic fizzling sound, barely making a ripple on the cup of tea upon impact.

This is terrible, even a child could cast a better offensive spell.

The cup of tea sparkled brightly, indicating that the magic is working, so it seems like at least the restoration spell itself was fine.

“...I can light the fireplace, so why?”

Even the spells I can normally cast, as soon as I try to imagine them as offensive spells, they turn into pathetic knock-offs.

No matter what type, they all turn into the same thing, so I suppose even if I learn offensive spells I won’t be able to use them.

If that’s the case, I’ll master defensive magic to protect myself, I decided.

The recovery magic seems to have been a success, so my goal is accomplished.

“I wonder if it won’t recover all at once. But it said it has a strong effect...oh, it says, ‘It may be difficult to feel the effects at first, but once you go to sleep, you will recover immediately.’“

If I wake up tomorrow and feel fine, then I’ll put restoration magic on Ill’s food without saying anything about it.

He’s already asked me if the café’s prices are really alright.

If I talk about the restoration magic, then it might make him worry about it more.

If we were just café owner and customer, this might be a little much, but as reading companions, I think it’ll be okay.

He isn’t the type of person to hate this, and we don’t have a shallow friendship where this would be inappropriate.

“I hope that with this, he’ll feel even just a little better.”

The day after I learned that new spell, I woke up feeling amazing.

“My body, it feels so light!” I say without thinking, sitting up in my bed.

I can’t feel any of the stiffness in my shoulders that comes from reading so much, nor do I feel the slightest bit tired from having just woken up.

I almost wanted to go for a run right now, my body felt so good.

Of course, with the snow piled up outside, I have no intention of actually doing that.

“It isn’t called ‘Advanced Magic’ for nothing.”

Grateful that part of being a Savior means having such strong magic, I stand up and open the window to look outside.

As usual, the snow is piled up, but today the sun is out, so it looks like good weather.

With my body feeling light and the warm sun outside, wearing thicker clothes and spending my morning reading on the veranda today might be nice.

I bring a warm cup of tea and cookies, and open my book on my lap on the veranda outside.

It’s the start of a worthwhile day.

It’s not like I had been feeling particularly tired until now, but of course when your body is lighter your mood is better.

I finished all of the work I had actually planned to divide among several days, and came up with a new menu.

I was working all day, but my body didn’t get tired.

If it didn’t cost any more than one cup of tea to get this effect then it should be fine if I give it to Ill as well.

He’ll probably come in the evening today too, so if he can recover from his fatigue then he should be a little more relaxed mentally as well.

Speaking of which, it’s about the time he normally comes.

When I looked at the horse paddock earlier, the grass seemed to be diminishing considerably, so I’ll grow some more, I think, putting aside the book on my lap and standing up.

I’ve only ever seen Ill inside the café, so I’ve never seen his horse.

I like animals, so I wonder if Ill would let me pet his horse, I think, opening the door outside.

As soon as the door is open, I feel a cold wind blowing, as expected since it’s getting close to evening.

It was warm this morning, but this is a snow country.

“It’s so cold, I’m glad this country is peaceful, but if it’s snowing all year round.... I have the feeling it’ll take awhile before I get used to this.”

The roads that people use are fundamentally enchanted so the snow doesn’t pile up on them, but that doesn’t change how cold it is, and lately I’ve been missing having four seasons.

Although it sounds like the other large countries each have one season, spring, summer, or fall, all year long as well.

At least in winter I can manage by wearing extra clothes to keep warm, so it’s better than a summer country.

I hurry to the stable and open the door.

Thankfully the barrier keeps it warm, but the grass that should have been growing in the corner of the paddock is almost completely gone.

Maybe I should’ve cast a spell to make it grow automatically to an extent.

“Horses eat quite a bit. If anyone aside from Ill had started coming, I definitely wouldn’t have had enough.”

Speaking of which, don’t horses eat things aside from grass, like fruit or carrots?

I have horse feed prepared, but I kind of want to try offering fresh vegetables.

If they’re different from the horses in my old world, that wouldn’t work, so I’ll ask Ill if it’s okay to let his horse eat some.

Checking that he hasn’t come yet, I use my pendant to search for some apples and carrots and summon them.

I summoned them pre-cut and in a bowl, so that holding onto them like this wouldn’t be strange.

Carrying the bowl in my arms, I moved to the corner with the grass.

Even though I’ve already passed thirty, using magic is more fun than it should be.

If I lightly concentrate on a spell for growing grass, a magic circle appears and I could feel my spirits lift.

Then, if I use more of my magic, the magic circle expands, and grass grows where the magic circle touches.

Yeah, this is fun.

“...I think that’s good.”

Just as the area expands a little more, I stop using my magic and turn back to face the entrance only to meet eyes with Ill, who’s standing with a slightly surprised expression.

“Oh, welcome! Sorry, I didn’t hear you. I was just thinking I would add more grass to the paddock before you came.”

“Oh, uh, sorry, I didn’t say anything. I came a little earlier today.”

Next to Ill, who showed up out of nowhere, stood a pure white horse.

It’s much bigger than any of the horses at the farms in my old world, so I suppose this is what a war horse looks like.

It feels even bigger from up close, I notice as I walk towards it.

“You’re so big! It’s nice to meet you,” I say, looking up at it from below.

The horse seemed to take interest as well, moving its head down so I can get a better look at its face.

“Wow, you’re so pretty!”

It’s beautiful, even compared to other horses.

Its crisp features seemed to match Ill’s somehow, which I found amusing.

It has calm blue eyes that give it a gentle impression.

Its intrigued eyes widen, and it brings its head further down towards me.

“H-hey!”

Ill’s seemingly panicked voice echoes in the paddock, but his horse pays him no mind as it ducks its head towards me, or rather, the bowl I’m holding.

Its nose pokes at the bowl of vegetables.

“Ahaha, you like them don’t you? I prepared these thinking you’d be able to eat them, but,” I turn to Ill, asking, “is that okay? And is it okay if I pet your horse?”

“Uh, yeah, that’s fine. You can feed her.”

I held a piece of apple out, and she ate it from my hand.

Her eyes widen and sparkle brightly.

“You’re so cute, I’ll leave these in the food box for you and you can eat as much as you want.”

As if understanding me, she neighs happily and comes towards the box.

I’ve never had a horse come so close to me before, but animals are certainly cute.

“She’s so cute, can I pet her?”

“...yeah. She won’t hurt you, so just pet her nose like that.”

I stroke her nose the way Ill says.

Her eyes stayed just as gentle.

After petting her, I move my hand away, and she raises her head.

Unlike before, where her head was lowered for me, I probably wouldn’t be able to reach her nose like this.

“Ahh, animals really soothe me. Thanks for letting me pet her.”

“Oh, I don’t mind that at all. You’re not afraid?”

“Afraid? You mean, of horses?”

“Yeah.”

I never would have seen that question coming.

Certainly, horses are very big, so there are people who would be afraid, but unlike in my old world, horses are an important mode of transportation all over the country.

Not only that, but they’re unlikely to hurt anyone, and out of all of the animals I like, they’re one of my favorites.

For some reason, Ill has a serious expression on his face, which seems strange to me, but I answer his question.

“I’m not afraid, I’ve always liked horses. I think yours is especially pretty and cute.”

I look at her towards the end of my sentence, and she lowers her head for me again.

I pet her nose once more as I look over at Ill.

“The maids at the castle aren’t afraid either, are they? Since the horses are always helping us out.”

Hearing my answer, Ill is surprised for a moment, before looking downwards.

When he looks up again, his expression has changed to a happy smile.

“That’s right.... Thank you for the apples.”

“Of course, thank you for letting me pet her.”

As Ill released the reins, his horse happily ran towards the box I’d put the apples in.

His horse was so pretty that I could fall in love just looking at her.

In the café, there was a window that had a view of the horse paddock, with a curtain that I haven’t opened before, but if it meant I could see Ill’s horse running around I’d open it next time.

After watching his horse eat, her eyes sparkling, I faced Ill again.

“Oh, I got another book that you said you wanted to read.”

“Really?!” he asked, smiling happily and beginning to walk towards the café.

You don’t often see the customer leading the way, huh.

Noticing that his joyful smile looked similar to his horse’s sparkling eyes, I smile to myself.

They say pets take after their owners, but I hadn’t considered that to extend to horses and their riders.

Not only do both Ill and his horse have crisp features, they’ll both light up around the things they like in the exact same way.

I smile to myself again before following Ill into the café.

I hope the new novels I stocked today and the restoration magic help him feel better.

Once Tsukina and I became reading companions, we were able to enjoy reading together even more.

I couldn’t have imagined being able to talk this much with a woman my age almost every day, but since we both enjoy reading, being able to talk so deeply about books is unbelievably fun.

I also got my appetite back, as if it were never gone, and most of the books I’d given up on reading after not being able to get them were in that café.

If all the commotion with the Savior wasn’t going on, I probably could have enjoyed it even more.

As usual, the young Savior girl would not learn magic.

She had apparently seen one of the Knights’ horses out, and we were even ordered to be more careful with them.

The Knights’ irritation was past its peak.

Most of the members had left their horses at their parents’ or with friends, and decided to let the horses exercise there, far away from the castle.

Beork was continuing to work with the Princess to find a time and place.

It really is good that I found that café.

I can let my horse run around there, and I feel like going there immediately relieves me of my stress.

At any rate, even if the horses are big, what’s frightening about seeing them from far away?

Are they scary to women...to Tsukina too?

That concern was resolved by none other than Tsukina herself.

Watching Tsukina pet my beloved horse with a smile on her face was relieving.

At first I thought I’d made a mistake.

In any case, I’d wanted to get away from the young Savior girl, so I left the castle faster than usual which was bad.

I was relieved to arrive at the café, and I opened up the gate to the horse paddock without checking inside first, which was careless of me.

In the paddock that I thought was empty, Tsukina was using some kind of magic in the corner.

In the middle of the growing magic circle, grass begins to grow from the ground.

Growing plants is a considerably advanced type of creation magic, and growing them from nothing even more so.

Along with how well the barrier worked, and the magic in the café in even the smallest places, I’m impressed at how amazing her magic and magic control are.

I began thinking in the back of my mind about how nice it would be if she were a Savior.

Watching her turn around and her expression change to one of surprise, I immediately forget about those thoughts.

Next to me is my beloved horse, a huge horse, one that the Savior fears upon simply seeing.

She might be afraid of them too, I realize as I straighten my back, afraid of what might happen.

This is my beloved horse that I’ve left my life in the hands of, so if Tsukina, who I’ve built up a good relationship with, rejects her....

But it seems that was also an unnecessary worry.

She tells my horse It’s nice to meet you with the same cheerful smile she always wears, and compliments her.

My horse is happy to be complimented.

Even when she sticks her nose in the bowl Tsukina’s holding, Tsukina doesn’t get upset, offering her an apple and coming closer to pet her with a happy smile.

“The maids at the castle aren’t afraid either, are they?” she asked, making me realize I’ve forgotten about that.

I detested that at some point, the Savior girl had become the standard in my mind, but I was wholly relieved that Tsukina didn’t reject me.

Tsukina follows that up by telling me that she had gotten a book I wanted to read in, and I quickly head towards the café.

There may be a lot going on at the castle, but at least once I finish work I’m able to come here.

A place I can relax with my favorite books and delicious food.

When I find books I want to talk about, I can talk about them with her.

When I open the door and she meets me with a gentle smile, I finally feel like I can breathe.

The times I can’t go because of work are unbearably disappointing.

Before, once I finished work, I would go directly back to my room and read, but lately I’ve felt like I can relax better in this café than in my own room.

The several months since finding this café, I’ve come here every day so long as I didn’t have something I absolutely couldn’t get out of.

I step into the café I know so well now, and Tsukina follows with a cheerful smile.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing. What do you want today?”

“I had tea yesterday, so today I’ll have coffee. Can I order something to eat later?”

“Yes, that’s fine. I’ll have the coffee out in a minute.”

I watch her head towards the counter, and choose a book before moving to my usual seat.

There is quite a variety of drinks, so I’ve been ordering something different every day, and they’re all delicious.

Maybe I’ll ask if she would sell me some tea leaves or coffee beans, I thought, opening my book.

After some time, she brings me the coffee I asked for.

Just like always, it’s delicious, and I let out an impressed sound at the feeling of it going down my throat.

Whether it’s because of sitting in a place I like drinking a warm drink, my body suddenly feels lighter.

The sound of quiet music, the crackling fire, and Tsukina and myself flipping pages of our books.

The sounds of the café when it’s just Tsukina and me are gentle and make me relax even more.

So much that I’d almost rather live here.

Which is exactly why it’s unbearably depressing to leave.

Turning away from Tsukina, who watches me leave with a smile, I leave the café, sighing again.

I wonder if the Savior will cause even more problems tomorrow.

With that depressing thought, I fell into my bed and the next day came.

Recently, even immediately after I wake up, I’ve been feeling somewhat tired.

But this morning I sit up and stare at my hands.

My body feels so light, it’s like the fogginess in my mind has cleared up.

It isn’t that my disgust of the Savior has gone away, but I feel somewhat refreshed.

I stand up from my bed and take a few steps before stopping in place.

On top of having to do a lot of paperwork, swinging a sword around leads to a chronic pain in my shoulders that’s now gone away.

I wonder if this is because being at the café yesterday was very relaxing.

But I’ve never felt this well in all the months of going there.

“Well, there’s nothing better than being able to move.”

Today I promised Beork I’d spar with him in the morning.

Once I’m dressed, I head to the training grounds.

Beork had already arrived and was waving to me, and I gripped my sword as I waved back.

After several rounds of sparring, we decide to take a break, and I drink some water.

Although I have the higher position, there is little difference between Beork’s and my capabilities.

Having fought seriously, we were both out of breath.

“Aren’t you stronger today?”

“I’ve been feeling good today. It’s easy to move.”

“You definitely look well. Did something good happen?”

Something good..., I think, suddenly picturing Tsukina’s smile in my head.

Since I found that café, and since I met her, the days have been far more enjoyable than before.

Every day, I can’t wait to be done with work for the day.

I’m sure she’ll greet me with a smile again today.

Thinking of her smile makes my own lips pull into a smile.

“I suppose so, something good did happen.”

“Did you find a book you wanted? If you can’t find any time to read, I can take your horse out for a run for you, you know.”

“I’m fine right now, thanks. Anyways, make sure to find some time with the Princess. I hope you know she’s the one protecting the maids from the Savior.”

“Of course. Usually once work ends, I spend time with her. Today, not just because of the horse grounds, we’re planning to take my horse for a ride.”

“I see, I hope you get to spend some time together. The Princess can probably relax better away from the castle too.”

For some reason, I’d rather not bring up Tsukina, so I keep my words vague.

Maybe when the commotion with the Savior is under control, I can introduce her to Beork.

Well, there’s not really any problem with introducing her now.

But for a little longer, I want to have that place to myself to relax.

That warm space, and her friendship.

I smile wryly, thinking about how even though I’m an adult, wanting to keep that place to myself almost feels like I’ve become a child again.

Translation Notes:

“I started talking to him like we were close friends”: in Japanese culture, there is polite language (language used when speaking to people you don’t know well) and casual language (language used when speaking to people close to you); in this scene, Tsukina suddenly started using casual language towards Ill, which can be considered offensive, especially considering that he’s a customer at her café, which is why she was so horrified when she realized

“reading companions”: this is a literal translation of the Japanese term, as they’re not really “friends” friends yet, but are more than acquaintances, and this means they’re able to act more friendly with each other; in Japanese culture and the term “friend” indicates a stronger relationship than in English

“he started speaking with me more informally as well”: in this instance the Japanese actually says “he stopped using “you” (あなた anata) and started using “you” (君・きみ kimi) to me instead,” but I changed it to make it flow better. But if you’re interested in learning about Japanese second person pronouns (ways to say “you”), I’ve written a Twitter thread here about this topic, and you can find info on the nuances between あなた anata and 君・きみ kimi there

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The Savior's Book Café in Another World: Chapter 0

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Chapter 0: Character Introductions

Translated by: sydney

Tsukina (Tsukina Mizumori)

A thirty-three year old office worker who was transported to an alternate world to the country of Osela. Her motto is ‘reliability and stability,’ her hobbies are cooking and reading. Her dream is to open a book café.

Ill (Soeil)

Knight Captain of the country of Osela. Because of the young girl who arrived at the castle as a Savior, he’s been very tired recently. A customer of Tsukina’s café.

Beork

Vice Knight Captain of the Knights of Osela. Childhood friend of Ill’s. He used to be a playboy who had a reputation among women but...?

God

Forcefully transported Tsukina to an alternate world to the country of Osela. So that she would have no obstacles in life, he granted various wishes of Tsukina’s (you could also say she took them).

Transportation to an Alternate World and Saviors

The balance of the alternate world is maintained by God periodically sending humans to it. The humans that are sent there have tremendous magic, and live as Saviors. If they learn the Great Magic that only Saviors can learn, it is possible for them to bend the world to their will.

Translation Notes:

“alternate world”: in JPN this is the term 異世界 isekai. English doesn’t have a perfect equivalent, so I’ll use “alternate world” in most cases (because it gets used a lot).