A year after that, I was able to grasp my situation, and now I'm studying a lot to blend into that situation.
This is not Japan. Japan, on the contrary, is not even on Earth.
I was killed that day in a convenience store by robbers, and now I'm in a country called the Holy Bandham Kingdom of the World called Hekart, which seems to be a different world.
Whether it's reincarnation or metastasis. The circumstances surrounding me are subtle, but I think they probably fall into the reincarnation category.
Now I'm an unlikely Japanese named Christophe von Brutozels, and I look like a twelve-year-old with blonde blue eyes.
Christophe, who was eleven years old, was born ill and unable to know tomorrow, but I don't know if I took Christophe's body, or if he was reincarnated as Christophe again, but he was on the floor of death and brought back memories of his previous life.
I wish I had memories up to the age of eleven, but unfortunately I don't remember Christoph until the age of eleven now, so I didn't even understand the language, but I was able to learn the language to the extent that it was unobstructed on a daily basis in a year of exercising my prior language comprehension.
This is a big surprise, but magic exists in this world called Hector.
He said Christophe was sick and weak, but he was blessed with magical talent, and that Christophe (me) now has a lot of magic too.
But even with magic, I don't know magic.
They start with picture books to learn the language and read history books and magic books.
At first, Mother, oh, Mother, I meant the beauty of the dress that I had hugged that day, but although my mother had stopped me from learning magic, it had been a year since that day and she had allowed me to learn magic because I was feeling well.
"Taking in extracorporeal magic can reduce the consumption of magic in your body. Let's start by practicing feeling magic vegetables."
My mother forgave me, so I was given a magic teacher as a tutor.
At the age of sixteen, she became a court magician, and at the age of twenty, she was asked by her grandfather to become a minister of my Brutozelles Border House, and now she is to serve as head of the magician corps, but she is supposed to teach me magic a few times a week beside the duties of head of the magician corps.
Apparently it was the first time in the long history of the Kingdom of Holy Bandham, such as becoming a court magician at the age of sixteen, and Father said he was a very competent person.
Needless to say, my father is a lord who governs this Brutozelles frontier territory and holds the title of frontier ambassador of the Kingdom of Holy Bandam.
This Brutozelles Border House seems to be a wealthy nobleman, and when I grow up, the Viscount will recite it to me and rule the small town.
By then you have to work out your body, learn magic, and study to rule the town.
In this holy van Dam kingdom, they're going to be adults at 15, and in the next three years, I'm 15, too, so it feels like I'm packing it anyway.
Back to the story, I'm in magic training right now.
I don't feel like I can feel the magic at all.
"Captain Rosalia, it's hard to feel a magic vegetable."
"Master Christoph has a lot of magic, so one of these days you should be able to feel the magic. I've been practicing magic for two weeks and I haven't been able to feel magic, so I'm fine."
Teaches me to teach gently.
"Anyway, always try to feel the magic"
"Yes, I understand"
There seems to be no easy way to use magic.
I try to meditate for about an hour because magic training right now is training to feel magic vegetables.
... refreshing.
At the end of his magic training, he trained in swordsmanship, and the teacher is Deputy Chief Federer of the Knights.
"The basics of swordsmanship are bare gestures. I won't mess around until I can do a hundred consecutive bareback gestures. Then get started."
I don't like swordsmanship.
Same thing happened in my previous life, but I'm not good at moving my body even in Christoph (now).
A wooden sword the same size as an adult, but if you shake it thirty times, your arms will be pampered and your breath will be lifted.
"I don't have any hips in here."
"Please shake more"
"Is that the limit already?
Mayday!
I'm not good at moving my body!
This is how the morning ends.
After lunch, you study manners and the social world as a nobleman in the afternoon.
It's a painful time for me to be born in modern Japan and live as a commoner until I was 33.
I would say manners without wondering which would be painful if you studied swordsmanship or manners.
The teacher of manners is Hannah, the chief samurai.
Hannah is a shady powerful man in my Brutozelles family, and her father doesn't seem to get his head up on Hannah either.
Well, Hannah said it was the one who was changing his father's ossimets.
"Stretch your spine, your gaze straight ahead, don't look down"
Hannah is more allowed to walk and practice dance for more than three hours without a break in Sparta than anyone else. Gennari.
"Turn there. It's a smoother turn"
It's distracting to think that this will last for three hours.
... It's finally over.
It's my free time from here. Free time I've been waiting for.
I read and fished the Magic Book, so my knowledge of magic is there, but if I can't feel the magic, it won't start, so I decided to use my free time to feel the magic.
Anyway, meditation? do.
My HP should be pretty sharpened from swordsmanship training and manners, so I will train to feel magic while resting my body.