30 Years After Reincarnating, It Turns Out This World Was A Rofan?! novel Chapter 89

Ihan brought Revi back to his own home.

It wasn’t as if he couldn’t have taken her somewhere else, but he figured his place would be the safest. And, truthfully, there was another significant reason he’d chosen to bring her here.

"Please, enjoy some tea while you talk!"

"Th-Thank you, Miss Maid."

"Not at all! Please, make yourself comfortable!"

"Yes... Thank you."

"Hehe."

Reira Winter, his maid, had a comforting presence that seemed to radiate life itself. Ihan thought that simply having Reira around would help Revi feel at ease.

Reira, exuding her characteristic vitality like a human vitamin, trotted backward out of the room, giving Ihan an encouraging wink as she mouthed, "Good luck, Sir Knight!"

Such positive energy was a skill not even aura users could replicate. Sure enough...

"Miss Reira is really amazing. She’s always so positive and seems to understand people’s feelings."

"I think you’re giving her too much credit. In my opinion, she’s just thoughtlessly cheerful."

"That... might be true."

Revi seemed to regain some energy from Reira’s sunlight-like aura. This was certainly a positive sign.

Well...

"Oh no!"

...Although perhaps Revi didn’t need to mimic every aspect of her.

Sure enough, as Reira tripped backward with a startled "Oops!" and the clatter of her fall filled the room, one of Ihan’s recently crafted tables shattered into pieces.

Under normal circumstances, one might worry more about the person than the furniture. However, Ihan wasn’t particularly concerned.

"Wh-What should I do? Sir Knight, the table... it’s broken..."

"This isn’t the first time, so don’t worry about it. Are you hurt?"

"Huh?"

"...She’s so sturdy she didn’t even consider the possibility of getting hurt."

"Hehehe."

"Just stay healthy. I’ll be satisfied with that."

"Hehe, yes!"

Ihan gave his usual composed reassurance, while the maid beamed at him as if she were a golden retriever wagging her tail. Seeing them, Revi stifled a giggle.

"Hmph!"

"..."

"I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to laugh...."

"No, it’s good to see you laugh. People should laugh when they feel like it; it’s good for the soul."

"Um... well..."

"Have you cried yourself out now?"

"!!?"

"Haha, you’re fun to tease."

"T-That’s too much...."

Revi’s face flushed, and her voice dropped to a whisper. Ihan urged her to keep laughing, as much as she wanted.

‘Finally, she looks a bit livelier.’

People need to let themselves cry when times are tough. It helps to lighten the heart.

‘Thank goodness.’

He felt a wave of relief wash over him.

When he’d first found her, she’d looked completely defeated, wearing an expression as if the world had collapsed around her. He hadn’t been able to just leave her like that; he’d worried she might make a drastic decision.

Today, she’d been on the verge of breaking.

‘There’s no way I can let her go now.’

One of Ihan’s most harrowing memories from his time as a noncommissioned officer was witnessing attempts at suicide among his soldiers.

From bullying among peers, physical beatings, and the depression that came from failing to adapt to military life, to the sense of deprivation that came with losing freedom for two years—soldiers who reached their breaking point often chose the path of self-harm.

Ihan had taken on the responsibility of caring for such individuals.

He had, admittedly, been unfairly assigned the task. But it was the first time he’d ever been truly passionate about something in the military. He didn’t want to see anyone die in front of him. He wanted to help them endure a little longer so they could return to society.

Thanks to his efforts, incidents in his unit had diminished significantly.

And now...

‘It’s been a while since I’ve done this kind of mental care.’

Here was a young girl showing deeply troubling signs. She was fragile, like a candle that could be snuffed out at any moment.

He couldn’t stand by and watch his beloved student succumb to despair.

"Revi."

"Y-Yes, sir!"

"Why are you so surprised?"

"It’s just... I think this is one of the few times you’ve called me by my name...."

"Uncomfortable? Then I’ll call you by something else."

"N-No, calling me ‘Revi’ is fine...."

"Alright then, I’ll call you that."

"Yes...."

It wasn’t just that he’d called her by name; it was also the warmth in his voice. Revi blushed, clearly unused to someone addressing her so personally.

She really was an exceptionally pure soul.

An adult in age only, still with a bit of a ‘young girl’ aura.

This purity, however, made her all the more vulnerable.

She was still young and in need of society’s protection, fragile like glass that could shatter at any time.

And so, Ihan approached her gently but with firm resolve.

"I’ll ask you some questions now. If you find it difficult to answer, you can simply nod or say ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ I’ll interpret your responses as best I can."

"Oh, you really don’t need to...."

"Did you drop out of the academy by choice? Or was someone forcing you to?"

"!!!"

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"..."

"Alright, you don’t even need to nod. Just listen to what I have to say."