Reborn as the Hero's Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More!

In a room I've already spent days in - that night, I wake up.

This is my room in Cortina's house.

Finia insisted on sleeping with me, still young, but just when I got into bed with her growing up to be a beautiful girl... I'm not going to sleep.

So I insisted on a room for one.

Both Finia and Cortina convinced me that it was time to admire the room alone, so they allowed it relatively lightly.

Privacy is an important issue for me in the first place.

Besides, I used to be a man, and all kinds of cravings exist.

Specifically, it is booze, woman, gambling.

Fortunately, I wasn't interested in gambling in my previous life and wasn't hot on women, so I paid less to say that.

Seven years early to be reborn in this world. Regardless of gambling and women, it was a good time to miss the booze, which was arguably my only pleasure.

So I decided to sneak in.

On our journey so far, we threw a bottle of liquor into our luggage and brought it into this room.

"Come on, Lyell's guy, you must be in a hurry by now"

I, the kid, can't even buy booze.

I mean, what I brought in was a secret distillery liquor that Lyell kept secret from Maria.

Deep liquor was not good in front of Maria's children, so only light wine was used for evening drinks.

He robbed me of such delicacies for future pleasure.

Open the seal and pour into a wooden cup.

This cup was used during the journey, and even if I was bringing it into the room, it wasn't suspicious.

A strong scent that springs up from the cup and falls out of your nose.

It also has a nice vibe with a slight mix of hinoki barrel smells.

"... you're such a good hobby"

It is called a clear amber hue, a strong aroma, and a really good liquor. That's enough to know you don't even have to drink.

I rarely drank liquor with Lyell just because I saw him as a competitor in my lifetime, but I have to admit that this hobby is good.

I drank quite a bit with Gaddles.

After fully enjoying the scent, I carry a cup to my mouth.

I felt the scent stronger because the distance was closer...

... If you noticed, it was morning.

"Ha, what am I..."

I jump up and roll bored with headaches at the same time.

This headache sounds like it's in the back of your head. I had experienced it many times in my previous life.

"No way... Hangover? You've only had one sip!?

My frailty seemed to show tremendous weakness for alcohol.

I didn't think it would crumble in just one bite.

Outside the window the sun is already rising and the refreshing cold air in the morning is staining through the window gap.

"First... we need to hide it quickly"

Of course, the bottle had consumed most of the cup.

Thanks to this, the interior is filled with the smell of intense alcohol.

I open the window and ventilate, holding my aching head. The door to the room was knocked at that time.

"Dear Nicole, it's morning. It's time to wake up."

"Ah, Finia. Yeah, I'm awake. Don't open it."

"Really? I'll help you, though."

"Right, no, no! Uh, the... Anyway, it's okay!

Finia raises her voice, as she perceived something, to me in a hurry to prevent her from entering the room.

"Well... did you do Onesho?

"disrespectful!

Indeed, in this woman's body, the endurance of urination does not work as well as in previous life.

I can also say that this is not a structural choice for the human body. Because men with organs specializing in excretion are more tolerable than women.

Plus the young body, as soon as you get alarmed... well... that's it. Yeah. I'll admit I've had a rough phase a few times in the past.

But not this time.

The problem is the smell of alcohol, not the smell of urine.

It's the same thing you shouldn't know, but for my pride's sake, let's just declare this.

"Fine, though. Master Cortina has already had breakfast, and please hurry, Mr. Nicole. And keep the laundry sneaky out later."

"Okay. But it's not like Onesho!

Finia walks away with a ton of light footsteps.

And Cortina's early in the morning for a late night habit, when are you asleep?

In the meantime, if you keep the window open, the smell of booze will fall out quickly.

Though somewhat inadvertent, the residents of the city also know that this is Cortina's house. Few people would want to sneak into this house.

So I took off my clothes and began to change.

It's a relaxed pyjama, so I can put it on and off pretty easily. But the clothes that Finia and Cortina buy are a lot more complicated, so they don't suit my taste a bit.

I wear a shirt that fits my body perfectly and weave a short jacket.

Downstairs I chose a less exposed object called the Overney Socks for my shorts.

Pretty active outfit, but the lady's appearance gives me a mismatch and I think it looks surprisingly good.

As we headed straight to the dining room on the first floor, Finia, who had already prepared breakfast, was waiting.

Cortina, who had already finished her meal, also enjoyed her post-meal coffee.

Look at me showing up, Finia sighs small.

I can't seem to stop grieving over my clothing choices, which I don't like skirts very much.

In contrast, Cortina looked around my thick crotch and thumbed up.

Grilled toast on the table with ham eggs and hot milk.

Bean tea (coffee) was too bitter for me now.

I should have noticed that this change in taste made me vulnerable to alcohol.

When I get to the table and start eating, the finer behind me takes care of my hair.

You may think you behave badly during a meal, but you can't set it yourself, so you can't help this.

Besides, after this, Michelle and Retina are supposed to show us around the city. We don't have time.

That's the only thing Letina's calling away. He is a first impression.

"Is that already the time?

When I saw Finia, who had begun to take care of her, I wondered if my time was running out.

There is also a magic guide called the 'clock' which informs time, but only in the living room and in the Cortina room in this house.

It is quite expensive.

"No, I'm looking at Nicole's hair. Because I feel comfortable with my hands."

"... won't you stop at meals?

"I'm sorry. Because it's my healing."

"Oh, yeah..."

Slippery, puffy, sara. The weakness in the touch that I said that doesn't change Finia either.

Cortina and the others are trying to get me on my knees if there's a gap.

I feel comfortable with the soft feeling of hitting the back of my head, so I get followed, but it stays on.

Half toast and half ham eggs.

This is all I've said and my stomach is at its limit.

"Kep. Welcome."

"It's approximate. Your hair is over."

My hair is long hair stretched straight up to the middle of my back.

I'd like to cut it if I didn't stretch it, but Maria and Finia look sad.

It was set in a form that flushed the mosaic part of the side back and put it together behind the neck.

The place to set it exactly so far while eating is just finer.