Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

(Wow... you're sleepy, sleep a little)

I stopped by the house to change surveillance personnel and finished dressing. I couldn't keep my drowsiness down during my shift to the main office. I relaxed and re-sat with my butt sitting in the bench-shaped chair of the train a short while back that I would be able to sleep for another half an hour or so. I whipped my tired body from a full day of surveillance and went out of my way to work because the section chief asked me to submit a report.

Unlike a long time ago, the current left-wing athletes have no guts, so there is nothing about them plotting dangerous terrorism against the government. I also graduated from college 10 years ago and work in the Public Safety Department of the Police Department (Sakurada Gate), but I have spent most of my time in Japan without being driven out by extraordinarily large incidents due to security surveillance of large-scale demonstrations by foreigners. It's not a career, it's a quasi career, so I could be a lieutenant, but even if I keep trying, from the captain, I would retire on surveillance for being very lucky and making a big deal out of it. The work system is too special, so I said it was over 30, but I haven't even been able to get married. The girls I managed to hang out with have all been shaken up in six months, even following a man who couldn't keep one of his date promises.

If this is the average police officer (Satsukan), he says he doesn't have much difficulty because his colleagues have a lot of female police officers, but there aren't very many young women in the security police. Even if it is, it's sold. I want to be close to the kids in the traffic section, but I don't have time for that. I fell asleep with my usual stupidity in mind, and I died, not sure if it was an accident or a terrorist attack.

It's blurry and blurry, even looking around, as if the vision had been sumptuous. This has always been the case here. Immediately, my emotions increase, I cry and make noise, and I can't speak well. Also, a spoken word would be foreign, I don't know what that means.

More time went by and I found out I was reborn. I wonder if it is the countryside around Europe, a house with nothing appliances, but it feels like making and conditioning is costing a lot of money.

One time, an adult took me out of the house, but to my surprise, it was a carriage. The carriage itself was a fine thing, but you don't have a carriage, the carriage. I'm not going with Benz, but you don't have a regular car?... There was nothing like that.

Take days to get around the country road by carriage. It was salvation with my mother. Anyway, there were a lot of people around me I'd never met before, armed with swords and spears. I saw this weapon and got the hit that it's not modern, but I wouldn't be wrong, though. My father probably hasn't seen it yet.

I got to a big city. The carriage goes into a silly big western hall like it appears in a comic book. Huh? Is this where you're visiting? Looks like we'll stay there if we think so. I was honestly glad that I had never stayed in such a splendid mansion.

I've been staying here for days now. I was kind of held up by a fine young man if I thought so. I wonder if it's a noble exit, how sophisticated the trick is. He kind of talks me out of it. Huh? This guy sounds like my father. Was it born into the blood muscles of the nobility? Apparently, that young man is still my father. You're such a centuries-old nobleman...... I hope you'll live in peace for the rest of your life.

Apparently my mother was back home to give birth to me. Turns out she gave birth to me and came back to her daughter-in-law's house because she was about to endure the journey. I don't know how far you traveled, but it took days, so isn't it a fair distance? A mother from a rural aristocracy had come home temporarily to marry a nobleman in a big city to have a son. The child has also grown to some extent, so he or she will return to his or her home.

He says he's going to some sort of ritual later. Apparently I'm going too. I haven't been sleeping much because I'm not very interested. The ritual seemed to be over at some point, and it was in the carriage home that I woke up. After I woke up, I arrived at the mansion in a few minutes.

Years went by and I understood a lot. I was born in the Duke of Stoles house in the Kingdom of Davas under the name Senreid Stoles. I haven't seen him yet, but I hear the king of this kingdom will hit my uncle. Since some princes are cousins, is it like the promise of a ministerial position in the future to succeed in his father's trail and assist the king? No, I lied. I just said it appropriately.

The Kingdom of Davis has a Belgrid family as a royal head, and this Belgrid family is royal. Basically, the eldest born in this house inherits the throne. And my Stoles family is the number two duke in the sequence among royalty. Otherwise, the Dantes exist as the third-largest Duke family in the sequence. If no boy was born to the Belgrid family, they may receive a king's wife from the Stoles or Dantes families, or in some cases as son-in-law, and let him inherit the throne. I mean, it doesn't seem to be an exaggeration to say that we are cowing the Kingdom of Dabus in these three houses. Also, these three houses are apparently special in this day and age, and blood ties are complicated. There seems to be a mix of blood to the extent that I don't think the boulders have any brothers and sisters to marry. Other than these three houses, they are ordinary aristocrats, starting with marquises and counts, and there are such things as villains and barons, quasi-barrows, and even jazz.

These three cloudy houses of blood, but occasionally they take daughter-in-law or son-in-law from other nobles in order to put in external blood. My mother seems to be the eldest daughter of the Marquis, who is somehow the lord of the province. It means that he was the first grandson to be conceived by his eldest daughter and that he was temporarily returning home to give birth to the eldest son or eldest daughter of the Duke's family as spiritually easy as possible. I didn't return home when my sister was born on that evidence.

I seem to be able to eat something quite tasty every day and grow up healthy. I am not familiar with what life is like for ordinary people and average aristocrats of this era because they did not originally learn much about world history. College entrance exams were Japanese history, and universities didn't take lectures on world history.

But when I was born again, I had some anxiety, but when I understood the environment surrounding me, I was horrified. You know, rebirth is a thing of the past. I know you're going to the political world when you grow up, but until then, it looks good if you stay right. In an era like this, you know how to say study, and the authoritarian politics of hereditary assault is exactly as it was in the Japanese Warring States and Edo periods. I feel like I can be praised for doing quite a bit of good governance, even if I'm doing it right.

Also, there seems to be polygamy, and since you are a nobleman close to the pinnacle of authoritarian politics, why don't you treat yourself all you want? Uhihi.

When I turned six, I was supposed to climb to the royal palace by saying hello to my first cousin, the prince. It's not a bad thing to worship the faces of future bosses, and if you can, you want to be welcomed in a friendly way. Put on a cat at best and they'll like it.

I climbed the castle and was surprised to see the prince. He seemed like a shitty Japanese Zura. What an age you are like me, on the contrary, it seems to be with you until your birthday. Weird, I thought, and odd, but that was apparently with the other side. The busty kid named Alexander shook his hand with me, and when he put his face closer to greet me, he said 'hello' so I wouldn't hear him around. In Japanese.

I guess I black-and-white my eyes, 'That? Different?' He says and stutters, glancing at me like he doesn't seem interested, he takes his hand off me and tries to get back to his seat. Is it something you miss such a chance?

"Wait."

Confirming what I said in Japanese, the prince shakes his hand again.

I'll see you later.

I said and went back to my seat. Then there was a dinner party, etc., but I just stared at the prince's face all the time, and I don't remember the taste of the food.

At the end of the dinner party, the prince made me waste time wanting to talk to you and me, and as soon as he prepared a separate room, he brought me in. When I carefully checked that no one was going to be listening, I laughed and talked to me.

'It's been a long time since I've spoken Japanese... Hey, you're Japanese too, aren't you?

What the hell are you talking about?

"Ah, oh. Japanese...... was'

I haven't even spoken Japanese in a long time. Besides, it seems kind of circumstantial. He's my future boss, and I need to impress him. I'd like to hear a lot if I could.

"It was, right? Well, no. So, what's your unique skill?

What? What are you talking about? Inherent skills?

"Huh? Inherent skills? All the time, oh, yeah. Judo and Kendo, huh? He was a police officer."

When I said that, the prince laughed ridiculously.

'Ah? Oh, is it still (...)? You haven't seen God, have you? And you haven't even seen the status. "

Haven't you seen God? What the hell are you talking about?

'Oh, no. I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about.'

"Hmm, is it faster to look at it? Then...... Right. Uh, Senraid, was that you? Try to touch this table and say," Status open. "

What? I have no idea what we're talking about. You're not meshing?

'Huh? No, I'm sorry. What?'

"Okay, let's just say it's" status open. "

"Shh, status open...... wow, what!? Ah? Gone?

Surprised. Suddenly something like a weird blue window opened to the right of my sight and quickly disappeared. There seemed to be something in the window, but it disappeared so quickly that I couldn't read it.

'I knew it. Next time, your own skin, right, try to say the same thing with a touch on your face. Don't let go of me. Especially the red letters. Be careful. "

"Status Open"

[Senreid Stoles/15/1/7429]

[M/14/2/7428]

[First son of the Pu and Duke of Stoles]

[Unique Skill: Ultra-recovery]

Hey, what the hell? My name, my numbers... my unique skills... my super recovery?

"Huh? Japanese? Kanji?... Pu... Duke of Stoles's eldest son... Inherent skills, super recovery?

"Heh, super healing. I don't know, but you seem like a good fighter. Nice. '

'Eh... what the hell is this...?

'Um, I don't know how I explained it... you're the mouth that died in that accident, too, right?

'Oh, of that train... I knew it was an accident... no, I slept in the train seat until just before. I couldn't tell if it was an accident or terrorism, and, well, there's no terrorism. You were in an accident... yes, I died in that accident, let's...'

'Yeah, yeah, you don't know what it is, do you? I was, too, at first. But I met God while I was trying everything. So, it was explained to some extent. Explain, are you there?

'Oh, that's enough. Please. "

He died caught up in God's troubles with each other. There are 39 dead. Explained by God mediating God's troubles: all 39 reincarnated in pieces. This is not Earth. There's magic, and there's monsters. Level Up. Each random unique skill. Level up and you'll see God. Question time is three minutes. According to speculation, if you use inherent skills, you will level up, but you should refrain from using it continuously because it will make you sleepy......

Sometimes I think I'm going to hoot up.