Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

I lost everything but my hearing after a life of sickness that I could feel forever.

The days of just hearing the nurse come several times a day eventually ended, and I fell into the same eternal sleep as Saya - should have been.

Yet I was awakening consciousness again. Besides, I can feel the blur and the light in my unseen eyes. On top of that, the surroundings are kind of noisy.

I'm... resuscitated?

To be sure, the monochrome vision is blurry and doesn't look good, and I don't hear much. It was barely enough to hear a feminine voice.

... Right. Even if he wasn't dead yet, his illness wouldn't heal. In the end, I just spend some time asleep.

What a time I thought it was, too.

I don't know the exact time, but roughly a few months.

I understood the fact that I was a baby when I gradually became blind and could hear my surrounding voices clearly.

No, I don't know what to say. I thought it was strange. They just poured in a high-calorie liquid diet after they couldn't move, but they've been drinking milk lately for some reason.

Why did you think it was milk, but breast milk would convince you............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Why are you being a baby? Yikes! You mean heaven is soaked and reborn!?

I'm kidding, I was planning on finding Saya in heaven and apologizing if she died, but if she suddenly reborn, her plans would be crazy - so it's not a question of saying that either.

Let's calm down a little.

In the first place, am I really reborn? Sounds like it's true that strange women are breastfeeding me... and I look up at women again.

Back in the year...... maybe in the late teens? Pretty neat looking owner, wearing made-up clothes...... is that it? He is dressed in a white and black based apron dress.

There is no chance that this woman is a nurse.

I've never heard of a nurse who breastfeeds a patient. Women are several times bigger than I am in the first place. If I were my original size, I'm talking about how many meters this guy has.

Thinking about it, it's an unquestionable fact that I was reborn into a baby, and I can't think of any reason why I'm being a baby other than being reborn.

I mean, I'm definitely supposed to be reborn - and I've been trying to figure out if that imagination was wrong for a while, but I couldn't find any deniable elements.

... uhm. I can't believe I'm reborn.

What do you mean? If a miracle happens anyway, it's more dramatic to reunite with Saya in heaven, right? Put Saya down and just reborn yourself. What are you going to do?

The number matches the first class of the lottery announced this year! The whales are from last year, so I can't get a prize, though! I think it's a miracle that doesn't make so much sense.

But... better than not having a miracle, I guess.

If you're reborn, you shouldn't have to be afraid of that disease anymore. And if you've got a healthy body, this time you don't have to lie.

In a true sense, Saya's final wish can be fulfilled. If you live as freely as you can for the second life you've been given, be happy, and die again, that's when -

What a thought, a woman peeked into my face. That's how I mouth something with a strange face.

She's not speaking Japanese, so I don't know what she's talking about... because I was thinking and I stopped moving, what's wrong? Or something, I guess.

Still, this woman is a mystery, isn't she? I think she's a nanny because she's wearing made-up clothes, but it looks like she actually gets milk... I don't know.

――――

Whoa, they looked worried.

So I said, "Body language. Nice to meet you."

"Aye?

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

- Whoops!? Hey, Maid (tentative)! Stop suddenly holding people's heads and pressing them against their rich chests! He said he's choking because he's so small over here!

When I was desperate to bump my hands and feet, the maid, who noticed how I was doing, rushed me free.

Ha, ha, thank God. I was reborn, but I didn't choke to death with my chest.

When I turned my thoughtful gaze to tell her to be careful, for some reason the maid gave me a happy look and now she softly embraced me.

Ugh. I thought you were supposed to look unhappy, but you haven't been able to make a good look yet. It would be inconvenient not to secure a way to communicate quickly.

... Ok, we have a policy for the future.

To find out what's going on with you, first the language of this country - right. Let's learn from our own names and those of our maids.

Four years have passed since I was born.

By the way, I'm just wondering if four years is because I didn't count or remember the date, but because they celebrated my fourth birthday.

There are four seasons, and a year seems to be twelve months, but I haven't confirmed that the time or fine number of days of the day is the same as Earth's.

Either way, I was finally able to use the language of this country.

Because the baby's brain is flexible or because he has memories of a previous life, what he tries to remember is that the sponge is remembered to suck water.

Nonetheless, I spent the same period of time learning the language as a common baby because of the environment surrounding me.

Apparently, I'm isolated, Millie - there's only one person who talks to me about the maid who's raising me.

You saw someone other than Millie, because only a silent maid who occasionally carries supplies and a father who only showed his face once. There were circumstances like that, and I had a lot of difficulty remembering the language.

By the way, they say the reason they're isolated is in my birth.

My name is Lion Granchez. It sounds good when it comes to the second son of the Count Granchez family, but his mother is a samurai with whom nobles have taken care - so that I may be a concubine's child.

For that reason, as a result of my real wife, Caroline, speaking out, I am segregated into separation - and, well, the above is the information I learned in the monologue of my father, who came to see me only once.

From here on out it will be my prediction... only one child will succeed to the status of Count. I guess if I were a woman, I wouldn't have had a problem, but it could threaten the status of my real wife's son more than being a man.

- I think there's a feeling involved.

By the way, I don't have the means to come into contact with the outside world other than Millie, or whatever that extension is.

I don't have the ambition to succeed you and become an Earl, so I hope you like me, but I just want you to give me a break from taking up this opportunity to learn.

I still haven't decided on a specific plan for me to live and be happy freely, but I want the least amount of knowledge whatever path I can take.

To do that, not in the current environment. How bad is it that you don't realize for nearly four years that your place is somewhere other than Earth - perhaps a different world?

Hey, you seriously scared me when I looked up out the window at night and found the pale moon. I knew it wasn't Japan because I didn't speak Japanese, but I thought it was one of the planets.

There was a hint of that if you think about it later.

For example, this mansion is well spent on gold decorations. Despite this, the bed is stiff and the clothes are not comfortable.

At first, I thought they were offering me cheap things because I was a concubine's child, but my father's clothes, which I had only asked him once, were also made of fabric that didn't make a big difference.

I was wondering why I had money, but when I found out that this was a different world, I fell. I mean, the quality is not low because it's cheap, but because of the low technical skills in this world.

Is it technically about medieval Europe? There is also the possibility of a periphery where imports from other countries are not available at all, but either way it is a less conceivable environment on Earth.

For that reason, my most recent routine is to gather information on exploring away...

"Master Lion walked out of his room again and looked for him, didn't he?

Along with such a voice, I was held up a little from behind. There's no room for resistance, and I'm being taken back to my room.

"Ugh, I wanted to take a look around some more"

"It's good to be curious, but you said no if you walk alone"

"I'm sorry, Millie"

I honestly apologize. Because Millie has a past where she really cried when she told me she wanted to go away before.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry I made you cringe,' even though Millie's not at fault, she cries blurring with me in her arms.

When I said guilt then...... Ugh, I just thought it was getting hard.

"Master Lion?

"Uh-oh, nothing."

"Is that true? Then will you promise me you won't wander around on your own anymore?

……………

I turn silently in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"... Master Lion? Promise me, won't you?

Damn. It's cheap to look at me with such a lonely face. Without losing, I'll look back at you like a abandoned baby!

"Oh, you can't even look at me like that, can you? I won't forgive you until you promise."

Is that it? That's all I could easily mislead at first. I kind of feel like I'm getting tougher every day, don't I?

"Master Lion?

"... ok. I won't be wandering around in silence with Millie anymore."

"Is that true?

"Yeah, I promise. Instead, Millie's the one to talk to, right?

"I don't care how much that is. Because I am a maid of honor to Master Lion. Oh, but it's almost time for a nap, so that's it for today, right?

"Yeah, okay"

When I fall asleep in bed, Millie leans in to accompany me. That's the sight of lunch that's been going on all these days.

Close enough to see my face in Millie's purple eyes. You should be embarrassed when you think about my mental age, but I've never wondered and just never thought about it that way.

Well, so are my parents who are raising me. It would be similar to wiping Saya's body in the hospital and not feeling anything.

"So, what kind of story do you want to hear today?

"Mm-hmm... I want to hear about Millie today"

"My story, is it?

"Millie's a maid of honor serving the house, isn't she? How did you manage to be my caretaker?

I was destined to be isolated before I was born. Thus, defeat has been decided from the outset in the power struggle of the Granchez family.

No one should want to be such a child caregiver. So I thought I was pushed for some reason...

"I volunteered."

"... Huh? Really?

Millie's answer was something that would override my expectations.

"What is it, that reaction? Do I look like I hate taking care of Master Lion?

"I don't see it, but I thought Millie seemed brilliant, and she just wouldn't put her insides on the table"

"Dear Lion..."

Millie turns her eyes round to what my kids have to say. But it gave me a gentle smile for a moment.

"I know Master Lion will be anxious. But I'm always on Lord Lion's side."

"... Really? Then you'll answer my question?

"Yeah, of course. Ask me what it is."

"Then I ask, why did Millie get milk?

I said more questions than ever.

In common sense as far as I know, the only woman who gets milk is the woman who gave birth to the child. I don't know if that common sense works in this world either... and I see Millie's reaction.

Millie had the look of surprise and sadness.

"... where did Mr. Lion get such knowledge?"

"Answer my question. Millie could be my..."

"No, it's not"

Isn't that your mother? The question was denied before I uttered it.

"I was just having a baby."

"Really? But then, where is the child?

With my questions casually in my mouth, I cursed my shallowness. Because Millie's neat face was distorted by grief.

Oh well... so? You wanted my caregiver.

"- No, it's not. I was very helpful to your father, Lady Robert. So I wanted to take care of Master Lion of my own free will. It's not to distract grief."

Millie smiled to reassure the beholder, holding my body softly. Millie's gentle heartbeat conveys and takes away my suspicions.

"... well. I'm sorry, listen to something weird."

"I don't care. Besides, it's impossible to be locked in a place like this and make Master Lion anxious."

That's what Millie said and took a breath. But - and continued in a gentle tone.

"I'm definitely on Master Lion's side at all times. Don't forget that."

"Millie...... thanks"

I slowly closed my eyes, feeling Millie's gentle heartbeat.

That's how I meditated my eyes, and Millie started singing a babysitter song. Gentle tone that reassures me that I am listening. I feel the peace I have long forgotten about losing my family.

It's not what I thought, but being calm like this would be one of my happiness. fall asleep thinking that way - on the verge of,

"At least until the day Master Lion gets married, I'll be on your side."

Millie dropped the bomb when she stopped babysitting.