I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Ability, on average, please!

"Huh..."

To the words of the nautical mile, a pompous expression, a young man named God.

"No, the world of reincarnation is quite a bit behind your world, isn't it? There are demons and demons in a world of swords and magic where the security situation is poor and banditry spreads. If you don't have the ability to jump through something, you'll live safely..."

Even if God said so worryingly, the will of the nautical mile did not change.

"No, I don't mind. Please make my abilities, appearance, birth status and everything else average in that world. Rebirth, that means you're born a person in that world, right? Then, as someone with the average ability of that world, I will try to be happy on my own, this time......

Besides, it's good enough to have modern knowledge. "

God nodded when he saw that the will of the nautical mile remained unchanged.

"Okay.

And I'm talking about that world, which is a world where we made massive interference as an experimental case and magic was made available. There are sprayed nanomachines that automatically multiply until they reach a constant concentration, reacting to biological waves of thought and causing a variety of phenomena. Chemical changes, physical changes, and all sorts of other phenomena, well, that just seems magical to you.

In fact, that world underwent the collapse of a few civilizations for the first time, losing all technology and only marginal human survival, which combined remedies and experiments with massive handouts that we would not normally do, but the magic modoki by the nanomachine was too omnipotent, and the progress of civilization stalled, although some reconstruction fulfilled.

That's why it's a world that has been judged a huge failure and no one has been left to take care of it...

We feel a little responsible, too, but the residents live quite vibrantly, so it's not a bad world either. It's just that civilization continues to be in the same state of extension without progress, and that it's insecure, dangerous, and easy for people to die... "

(No, is that, "A World Not So Bad"?

It was a nautical mile I think so, but, well, that would be about the men who frequently go out of town at work, I convinced myself that it wouldn't be that dangerous for women who don't get out of town very often.

You don't need to hear more about the other now because you're born new as a child of the other world instead of transferring in the way you are. Because normally, as a child, you just have to learn slowly over there.

That's what I thought, and I wasn't really willing to ask about this. For this reason, I heard a few minimal explanations from God and did not ask any particular questions from myself.

"Now we begin the reincarnation process.

Parents are couples who planned not to have children, so there is no need to worry about the soul of the child who was supposed to be born. Because it's a fertilized egg prepared for you.

Then I pray that it will be a happy life.... I pray that I defraud God, because it's a little weird.

To you, I really appreciate it. Thanks to you, one day there will come a day when the people of the earth will ascend to higher order beings.

Please, have a good life... "

And now the nautical mile was supposed to be the only child of the Viscount Askham family, Adele von Askham, ten years old......,.

But apparently things are not right.

Except that it was ten years old when my memory returned. I feel a little slow, because I was very welcome to grow up a little and then return to my memory for reasons such as the heavy burden on the infant's brain and body to accept the spirit of eighteen, the fact that toddler play wanted me to give up, and the trouble of remembering the words.

But if you look closely at the integrated 'Adele's Memory'......

Two years ago.

His father was suddenly ill on the same day for a party at a neighborhood lord's house where his parents were supposed to go. Suddenly my grandfather would attend instead, and on his way home, he was attacked by bandits and died with his mother.

The appearance of that one-time bandit for some reason, even though he said he was relatively secure, had never been out of bandits or anything in the last few years and had not suffered any harm since.

A woman who entered the Viscount's residence from the day after the funeral, and a girl the same age as Adele, whom the woman brought.

From then on, the party will be attended by my father and his woman, who will be introduced as my daughter, a girl by the name of Prissy brought here by a woman. Adele was left at the Viscount's residence.

Most of the servants were also replaced, and those of old were about cooks.

"... I wonder if that's the case"

Ironically, those three seem to be enemies in this world, even though in previous life only their parents and sister were the home of their hearts. Both the parents, rather than the stepchildren…, perhaps the child whose father had let the cheater…, also ignored Adele as if she were someone who was not, or purposefully ridiculed or irritated her every day.

But that's three days away, too.

With the intention of paying for the trouble, the Viscount and his mother-in-law apparently decided to push Adele into an all-door King's Capital school. The departure was imminent three days later.

The nautical mile, no, was also very welcome for Adele.

And three days later.

Adele takes the carriage to Wang Du without being dropped off by her family.

As a matter of course, I can't let you use the Viscount's carriage.

Little baggage, only slight change of clothes, washing utensils, and items around you.

Heading there is the Eckland School in Wangdu.

It is a school attended by three or fewer men of poor lower aristocracy and children of middle-class merchants, as well as a very talented civilian who received a scholarship.

There is another school in the Wang capital, where royal and aristocratic descendants, the trail sons of the great merchants, etc. attend. Actually, my sister-in-law... probably my father's son, so my real sister... 's Prissy is supposed to be there starting next week, and my parents are going to King's Capital with Prissy then. Of course, in the sumptuous carriage of the Viscount. And to the school, you think you're going to go from the king's capital mansion of the Viscount House?

With his free carriage, Adele was spending her time thinking. Because I had nothing else to do.

(After all, get rid of me out of the way, I wonder what. I don't need a son of an ex-wife, let a son of an ex-wife take a son-in-law, I guess.

With me, at my age, I can round out that Prissy is an incestuous child, and when I say that she's my adopted son, I can't take and trace my son-in-law because she hasn't drawn the blood of the Viscount family. Then you'll have to find me. So, as something I'm not around, I guess I'm going to put Prissy in that position.

Well, maybe I can still have a boy from now on.

I don't even have to get killed, okay? Just in case, or just to get him to marry me somewhere in a political marriage, he seems to be able to keep me alive for once)

In fact, on admission, Adele had been given a 'ban on naming Askham's family name' by her parents. Apparently, he's going to treat Adele as completely absent and make Prissy his oldest daughter. Does Adele think to the extent of 'I'll take it for once because I might be able to use it for something', or did she feel like killing it to a boulder...

Adele had learned a lot about this world in three years of school life and was going to go away at the same time as she graduated. Because even back in the Viscount Territory, they'll either kill you while you're being stigmatized or they'll just sell you to some middle-aged jerk. In the name of 'political marriage' trafficking in human beings.

Do something, accumulate knowledge and funds to escape.

That was Adele's goal in school life.

(But how was he born in a noble house? I asked for all abilities, positions, etc. on average... but... ahhh!

Adele finally hit the answer to that question she had been wondering about for a long time.

(Royalty, Duke, Marquis, Count, Viscount.

Slaves, civilians, knights, barons, Viscounts.

Fifth from the top. Fifth from the bottom. Yeah, it's definitely in the middle......

Oh, you're not! What is the distribution of the number of people, the distribution of the number of people!

Besides, that's not even a "median," as opposed to an average. The median is the middle of all the components and in no way means the middle of the classification item.

If I'm wrong, at least leave it at the "most frequent value"...)

Originally, it was supposed to be 'civilian', either in average, median or most frequent terms. If you don't make this kind of decision by choice.

I'm also tired of thinking, so from day two, I shredded the pieces of wood I picked up and made dolls. My hands have been clever since my last life, and I have such talent.

The knife used is a small one that noble daughters carry constantly as a hobby.

Said if he was attacked by a thief or a man, let him hurt himself with this before he was disgraced.

No, instead of using it for self-harm, I'd rather stab the target with this, but I'd sharpen wood pieces with a knife that's never been for that purpose.

Something was strange about cutting it as easily as cutting butter, but is it an extra good knife or was it a piece of wood of that kind...

And the wooden puppets that could be made in shiatsu were somewhat novel in this world, rather than rustic wood-carved puppets, as you would want to call them 'figures'.

Carriage passengers didn't mind seeing a young girl cut pieces of wood with a knife with a spa. Worried about when I'd cut my fingers off......