Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

One day, Ryoichi was contacted during a staff meeting before the start of class at a private high school where he worked, that his student's parents had died. The principal said, "I have an important meeting at the Board of Education tomorrow, so I'll be out all night, so you go to the funeral tomorrow." It should be noted that this school was also one of the best.

(Mm... I heard his parents were sick... You're dead... sorry to hear that. Was the house definitely Kanagawa...... I don't have a choice, I have to do an hour of class tomorrow morning and go out)

There is a considerable distance from the school in Arakawa-ku to the student's house. I was explained that the funeral starts at noon, so you should leave school before 10am just in case. If we just get back, we might make it to the last class. Of course, it should also be in time for the activities of the Kendo Department, where he advises.

"Oh, Misako. The parent of my student suddenly died.... No, it's not an accident or anything. I was originally sick. So, we're going to the funeral tomorrow. Sman's got a dress, a black tie, and a few beads for me. Yeah, cuffs, too. I'll go straight back to school when I'm done... you can have my dad's one. And one regular tie, please."

Aim for the classroom while contacting my wife on my cell phone. I have to explain the situation to the other students, and I have to be very careful about what I do overnight so that I don't act embarrassed as a student at my school, apart from tomorrow's funeral.

The next day, the funeral ended well, and now it's on the train home. I happened to run into my brother Kenji, who was five years away at the funeral home. Though we met face-to-face in a place that was too unexpected, we can't even talk intimately there. Kenji appeared to be attending with a senior in the company he works for. After the funeral, the three of us had lunch and took the express train to Shinjuku.

Kenji's senior appeared to have a modest personality, and also fell asleep immediately after sitting in his seat aboard the train with little or no participation in the conversation as to whether they were reluctant towards their brothers. Fortunately, I was shown a video of Kenji's daughter, his niece Yujin.

Ryoichi has a brother named Run-san besides Kenji, but never had a woman's family besides her mother and wife. For that reason, the little girl's family couldn't help but be cute. The school he works in is also a middle and high school for boys, so rarity cannot be denied. My son's benevolence has grown since he went up to elementary school, and although I'm sure he's cute, I saw and understood that the girl has a different kind of cuteness.

Right now, talking to my brother while watching the video is about the interval between new homes my brother tries to build. Kenji also works for the company there, but doesn't get paid enough to build a house in his twenties in a boulder. I was hearing stories about parents paying half the price and making a down payment on it.

Because Liangyi was a fairly well-paid worker, a middle- and higher-level consistent boys' school, and also physical education teaching with super-class entrance schools, he has obtained a two-family home in his twenties where he lived with his parents on a 30-year loan. Often, parents who live together want to meet Kenji or Yujin, their grandchildren.

"... say hello to your sister-in-law"

"Whoa... Whoa!!

"What the heck!!

I woke up again and have been spending some days blurring.

(Thanks for the help...... that's crazy?

(It's hard to move and my eyes don't look good, I can hear my ears but it's refreshing what I'm talking about...)

(Oh, I'm hungry again! I'm hungry! Patience!

"Ugh! Uh-oh!

(Not good... I can only drink like this...)

(... Ryoichi Mitsuze is my dream? For that it was a real and long dream with a lot of detail)

(Or have I been reborn?... ugh... such an idiot)

(I knew I was dead then...?

(Dead... I knew he was dead? I don't remember much anymore...... this is my dream?

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

(Ridiculous...... but......)

(foreign... where is it?

(Seems to mix English too, but I'm not sure.)

Oh, my God, I know you're saying something like someone's coming.

(I don't care. I just had dinner and I'm sleepy. Patience!

"Ah, ah, ah!

(What, sounds like it's already evening. I'm hungry!

Yoichi was not forced to do anything, so he has lived appropriately laid back. I don't have any particular goals, and I don't really want to do anything about it. I had no trouble eating, I learned the words, I learned the letters. Oh, my God, I also learned common sense in a reborn place, I think. It was a matter of sparing too much time to realize what was important in this world for years.

Ryoichi Mitsuze, again Arnik Strife was born as the youngest son in the three sons of a village lord named Riedas, Associate Baron Strife family. He had two brothers and two sisters, but even the youngest sister was eight above the arc, so I could only think of a larger number of annoying parents than to say brother and sister. Ark's common sense was that Ark was like a child of shame. Anyway, my oldest brother was already an adult when Ark was born, and although he didn't have children, he was even married. He went to war with the couple before Ark turned two, though they both died.

It is a de countryside, arguably surrounded by deep woods. Except for the inhabitants of the village, I only had the opportunity to make contact with outside people about once a month with the caravan and their escort. That said, Ark was simply not very interested in them, as it was sufficiently possible to travel to and from the neighboring village of Rosas and the neighboring village of Meldas in a different direction if he also took a narrow road that acred through the woods. It was a feeling that he, as a person, was busy fulfilling his child's duties, picking fish and crabs and catching bugs in the river with his near-year-old neighbors (children of his squire).

Was Ark aware that it was a recoil of the complex that he wasn't much like playing outside in his previous life? Seeing the arc play around fine, my parents and brothers and sisters adored the smile and arc may be one reason.

Anyway, Ark was enjoying his new raw.

As a result, Ark first found out about the status opening when he was four years old. One time, a caravan came to the village and planted an unusual bird along the way.

I stumbled upon the spot where the escort adventurer was flying and let go the arrow, but was it a good arm or a coincidence, the arrow hit and the bird fell to the ground. Big birds with big, beautiful wings say Bund birds, according to their status. No one knew about the bird, starting with the caravan or its escort, but because it was rare and beautiful, he carried it around thinking that his father, the lord of the village he was about to head to, might buy it.

That's when everyone touched the bird and said "status open," so the intrigued arc also gained new knowledge by imitating it. With a status open and blue window overlapping the bird carcass in front of him, Ark was on the verge of slipping his hips through too much. I could have said that for the first time at this time I recognized that I was in a different world, not on Earth.

I guess that's the kind of land with cultures and customs close to cosplay, even when I looked at the subpeople, it was only a degree of recognition. I didn't know because there was no house within the reach of a toddler that had clock demon tools, nor had light demon props ever been used in front of an arc.

And I was very dissatisfied with why nobody told me. That said, normally if you look at it once, you don't need to see the same thing so many times, and if it's similar, you don't even need to see it. Besides, I rarely touch anything and see the status is not behaving well. In the unlikely event that you suddenly use it against someone, it is very disrespectful. Ark was convinced (sure, it would only be to teach little kids and not be busy).

I'm tired of that evidence in a day. I only get a name for it when I use it for things, and even if I use it for something creature, once I know it, it only displays what I almost imagined later. It is convenient when it comes to convenience because I know the date of birth and special skills, but I quickly understood that it is something that I can only use if I trust them very much or if I don't trust them. Normally, around the age of ten, I teach little magic (Cantrip's) as I teach.

But Ark never forgot about his status.

[Arnik Strife/15/5/7429]

[M/14/2/7428]

[Third Son of the Associate Baron of Pu and Strife]

[Unique Skill: Transformation (Polymorph Self)]

I don't know what the intrinsic skills and doings are, and I hide and say, "Transform!" Nothing unusual happened when I said something like that. In my previous life, after shouting as I decided to pose remembering the TV show I saw as a kid, I still thought nothing had changed (asshole, I was), so I also poked my hands and knees on the ground and was disappointed and depressed.

But there are also many sub-people in the village of Ridas. I thought maybe a sub could use it in the same way as that because he has some special skill, Ark has asked his squire dwarf (Gnome) quickly.

"Dear Arc, [Inclination Sensing] can be used just because you think.... I've actually tried it now," he said, and the next thing I know, I ask a Mountain People (Dwarf) squire, "Dear Ark, [infrared vision (Infrastructure Vision)] can also be used at any time. However, when I use it during the day, my eyes become too bright and painful, so I will not use it now."

Even after that, I asked a number of subpeople, and they only replied, "I can always use it if I want to," so I quickly understood that [Transformation (Polymorph Self)] is something special, different from special skills. It also appeared that my parents and older siblings did not know about the inherent skills. I guess it's a special skill that only I have by name. I wanted to try it, but I didn't need much time until I ended up dusting in a corner of my memory that I couldn't use.

Then time passes, and next year is New Year's Eve, when we will be seven. Since the beginning of the year, Ark was also told to participate in the archery of the sword. As an arc, wars and strife using swords but spears were flat, but it was also the duty of the nobility, so there was no way to resist it. It was also normal for women to participate in wars with swords, spears, etc., and there are conscriptions among civilians and free people. As far as Ark knows, they only had a brother and a wife, but on average, there's about one in twenty years, and even in the village of Rieddus, there's going to be war dead.

The best of some realistic future that Ark is aware of at this point was taking daughter-in-law from around a nearby village (not that I'm not of the same age with my squire's daughter, etc., but it just wasn't much of an Ark preference. Worst of all, I don't think I can help it either), is to set up a squire's house that serves the Strife family, my parents' home. The next step is to enter the house of your servant's son-in-law. Next up is son-in-law into the house of some lord's squire, worst of all, not even into the Knights, conscripted and killed in battle, but I don't think this is likely for boulders.

He also wants to start arching the sword and aspire to the Knights if he seems to have some martial arts talent. However, it seems that the Knights of the Duke of Stolls with the village of Ridas are quite so passing is expected to be some difficulty. Does it feel sensibly necessary to have enough strength to allow three men from the northeast and Hokkaido countryside in the Meiji and Daejong periods to enroll in some university? However, the percentage of study as an evaluation element is quite low. Therefore, I was given up on this path without much training.

As for the arc (ma, I'm going to try my best, but I'm not going to be able to do anything that's not for me, and I won't be able to do anything that I can't. Just in case I have a talent like that, I will try to die).

(Perhaps it would be best to save money in the conscripted Knights and start doing some business with that in hand. You can keep it if you can make a lot of money, and if you don't make a lot of money, come back to the village of Rieddus and by then you'll have it as a squire if you give it to someone of your brother and sister who's succeeding your father)

It was not too steep, it could not even be called a mountain, it was a village of Ridas surrounded by undulating terrain about the hills, but the fact that few dangerous demons were identified in the vicinity would also have diminished interest in swords, spears and other martial arts.

"Bad kids will be eaten by demons."

Even though he was being scolded, it wasn't until he was over five that he found out that a demon really existed. The demons I saw at that time were also just one goblin corpse, the only one who was killed and wore out because he wanted to stop by the inflexible slaves working in the mine (though it would be more appropriate to say mine hills). The arc who saw it (say demons, are they relatives of monkeys at best?). I mean, I didn't mean it. Nor did the goblins possess the knowledge that they were inherently herds of demons.

Incidentally, the main industries in the village of Leedas are forestry and mining. Parents of squire work like field supervisors, so it was natural for them to aspire to an easy-looking squire parent as an arc that only knows the world. Forestry cuts out trees, hits branches, flows to downstream villages and gets lumber. Mining digs the hills to obtain precious metals in iron, copper, and occasionally ~. Neither of them was of any use to the knowledge of the previous life.

Also, since there was not a single person in the village who could use magic about magic (presumably the absence of a leader in the village was just a vicious circle and no one could use magic anymore), there was only the awareness that it would be about magical relatives at best.

At any rate, as an arc, it just feels like the time has come for the first turning point in my life after rebirth. It's time to finish playing or some emotion.

(It may be time to be conscripted when leaving the village of Rieddus, and the fact that the caravan will be accompanied by escorts means that there are likely to be robbers. Maybe we should take one thing seriously here)

In the dream world, it was middle school, high school and Kendo club. He went straight to a university in the city where the largest number of students went to that high school, graduated to graduate school, and then taught as teaching at his alma mater's high school. The discipline in charge was health and physical education. The department that advises is the Kendo Department. I wasn't confident in Kendo because I wasn't strong as an individual. Even though I was a senior, I lost to my students' high school students when I was bad.

Every day, families and squires perform punches and penetrations into wooden piles with wooden spears that are so heavy that they are not comparable to bamboo or wooden swords in Kendo. I even had a whim to be honest because I was growing up looking at it.

(You don't think I have that much arm power...)

A swordsmanship system fundamentally different from the Japanese knife-like use on which the bamboo knife was based. Do you call it western swordsmanship, dealing with swords with one hand and slashing them is an auxiliary method of attack, and ultimately the main thing is to rush them into the steeple. Slashing down, slashing up, snapping away, they all manipulate double-edged swords with one hand at will.

(Even if I look at the real thing, it's poor quality cast iron... now I know that it can be slashed. You'd still fit better if I told you I was gonna hit you. Swords don't kill a lot of people, and Kendo really doesn't help. I wish I had one hand with my foot lift... I might still have helped if I did both swords...)

Ark's training is still dominated by his bareback with a wooden knife and his mould with heavy wooden spears, but he was told his muscles were good.

(Well, for once, the basics are... I didn't throw away Kendo either, you mean)

As such, it had been about a year and a half since I had continued my sword and spear archery. On a hot summer morning when he was half an eight-year-old, Ark was poking a wooden spear at the target as usual. Instead of just poking, one squire stands before the oblique of the target as an obstructor, interrupting him in his attempt to strike down Ark's spear with a sword in his hand.

Piercing the target without disturbing it is considered the top of the spear attack. Of course, you need a spear protrusion, a grip that holds the spear firmly, and a strong force.

"Yikes!

I poke spears with temper but they make it easy.

An accident happened while I was doing that several times. You even dusted in your eyes, and one time your squire fell down with a leg on the clap of an Ark spear.

Ah! It was late when I thought. Not even tipped to kill, but rounded ahead, a wooden spear made of sturdy oak trees pierced the eyes of an ill-fated squire and destroyed his brain. Of course, a squire is instant death.

Strawberries and men gather together elsewhere the arc that stands in flashes. I heard a voice looking at the status, but as the odd response had given Ark an ominous feeling, the unlucky squire was dead.

Ark approached nicely and called his squire's name, but naturally there was no reply.

"Sh, status open"

[Lacorg Firet's Body 12/8/7436 Lacorg Firet/1/5/7420]

[M/24/4/7418]

[Mountain tribe/first-born son]

[Special skill: Infrared vision (Infrastructure vision)]

Hard to sleep that night, Ark realized he was in a strange space when he thought he'd slept.