Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Exactly at this age, noticeable decay occurs in all parts of the body. But his head is still clear, and there's no major obstacle to walking: he was reconvened shortly after spending two years volunteering for the Army as an active volunteer at the age of 17, and he still remembers clearly the thousand stitches of tiger embroidery his mother gave him when he re-marched as a senior soldier belonging to the Independence Mixed Fifteenth Associated Corps.

Unfortunately, he was released shortly after the end of the war because he was a young soldier and of low rank, although he was taken prisoner in the Battle of Okinawa shortly before adulthood. It's been more than a decade since I gave up the trading company I created naked consistently since I pulled it off to my successor, my son.

I lost my wife eight years ago, but I had a great-grandson that year. Time went by early and he was so cute. Prettier than his grandchildren. My great-grandchildren are already in elementary school. I am looking forward to seeing you this weekend. Today, I bought a toy from my great-grandson for that time, and whipped him out of his recently insensitive body in pursuit of Shinjuku's department store.

Though I was worried about the housekeeper's son, my body still moves well enough and my head is clear. There's no way I'm going to go buy my great-grandson's toys.

Lower your hips at the rearmost of the leading vehicle and at the beginning of the four-person priority seat.

In the seat in front of me sits a father with a younger child than his great-grandson and a middle-aged salaried man looking up an internal hanging ad, and next to me sits one empty seat and a friendly avec. The boy in the front seat is stripped of his shoes and climbing to the chair he lays his hands on the window and is obsessed with the view flowing through the car window.

I used to make them do the same thing when I took my grandson, who was still a child, to the amusement park by train. My wife and I were only in our 50s at the time, but I was surprised that taking two healthy grandchildren, a boy and a girl, to play with was a heavy labor. I felt nostalgic and realized my cheeks were loose as I looked at the little boy's back.

What an adorable child. Just looking at the boy's tricks makes me free to Shinjuku. Seeing the back of a boy with his hands on the window and obsessed with looking at him, without going through his sleepy father, somehow puts his thoughts to mind when he's a little boy who can already be called an old man.

There was a time when I was as young as that father, too. There were times when I was as young as Avec sitting next to me. They will also grow old sooner or later, have children, raise them, and grow old like me. I don't consider my current situation unhappy at all, but how would I feel looking back at my life when they reach my age now?

It's young people like them who are going to make Japan. I want you to at least go on with your life without regrets. He was trapped by such an unreserved thought as he looked at the boy's back of his head.

The train put on a sudden brake.

Following a flashy skill sound, all passengers float out of balance and toward the front. A father with a parent and child penetrated where a middle-aged salaried man, who was grumbling in front of him, grabbed Paul haphazardly. The salarier still seemed to endure not letting go of Paul, but soon afterwards he let go of his hand, which grabbed Paul softly to hug the boy.

I got a one-cracked woman from Avec bumping into me from the side. While I also swam through the universe with her, some pole hits me directly in the chest and my consciousness diminishes.

"We've got too young a soldier like you on the front line," said Tagomi Squad Leader, a former superior officer. Sergeant Tanaka dared a sword raid on US soldiers trying to radiate a flamethrower into a trench where Okinawa prefects stood, and after a brilliant takeover, he received bullets from other US soldiers, saying so and was killed in battle as our young soldiers watched. The crude abusive gunsword was crooked.

Ensign Yoshino, who was a wartime rolling officer and a student at Kyushu Imperial University who was commanding as a platoon leader, was also killed in action while standing in front of a trench set up by female health personnel students. He blocked the entrance of the trench with his own body, poked a military knife into the ground that it was a family heirloom, spread his hands and legs, and remained stuck in the valley with his eyes slightly open like the ghost of the Patriot.

The platoon captain said, "Survive anyway. Protect the women who will give birth and raise Japanese, sneak shame, endure intolerances and sip mud, but live. Even in captivity, be a man who survives and protects and nurtures the future of Japan". No one in the platoon expected the platoon leader to die in battle.

What my superiors once said in common was, "Young guys are going to make Japan. So you survive at all costs." Ultimately, our young soldiers surrendered their shame to the U.S. Army in order to keep that word. Could I have lived a life where I could put my chest up to them and say, "I did my best"?

What the hell happened? Why am I alive? Was it an accident? It was a confusing cliché, but it took a lot of time to swallow the situation somehow. Apparently I was reborn as a baby. English, which I remembered desperately as a young man to negotiate with the Comptroller General of the Occupy Army, was also somewhat helpful.

My head, reborn as a baby, was very soft, and it didn't take long to remember anything new. That's when dry sand sucks water, but it absorbs new knowledge as well. Young is just wonderful. It took less than two years for me to be able to speak the language of this world forever after the naming ritual.

I finally figured it out when I grew up to about three years old when my parents' eyes started to go away. Land like the West of the Great Old Years, but there are a lot of weird things about it. First of all, there were many races living in the village of Gorban, where I was born. It seems there is no doubt that the Pu tribe to mankind on Earth is the largest force, nearly 40% of the entire population. Others are the elite (elves), mountain (dwarves), dwarves (gnomes), dwarves (halflings), thugs (bunnymen), dogs (dogwars), and dogwarr subspecies of werewolves (wolfwars). Then there were lots of sub-people, such as the Cat People (Cat People), the Lions of the Cat People subspecies (Lios), and my species, the Tigers (Tigerman).

Buildings, etc. are often made with thatched or slab roofs reminiscent of dirt walls and ancient Japan. There was even a small shrine with a deserted but splendid birdhouse. Kimonos have many western-style objects such as shirts and trousers, but there is no such thing as a front-open dressing. Food was not Japanese-style, everything was western-style. The lack of rice is plain tough.

However, you would have been fortunate to realize from an early age that I also had important secrets. I was given a naming ritual about a year and a half old, where I was able to realize my own peculiarity thanks to the "status openness" that I learned the full meaning of. [Unique Skill: Gut (Variance)]. I don't know how to use it, but I don't know how to use it. [Inherent Mastery] It's my only skill, and there must be a way to use it. It would be like guts or d guts because it's enough to say Variance.

Unlike the inherent skills that no one else has as far as I know, [Special Skills: Night Vision] and [Special Skills: Rigidity] are otherwise unusual or irrelevant. Tigerman has round short haired ears over his head, has the same color as his head and a striped tail in black (in my case, his head is also black, so his tail becomes black as a whole), and although his physique is not very different from that of the Pu, he is generally a strong and agile race.

The moment I yelled "Wow," when fighting with Tommy the Lios on the two upper houses next door, I thought, "If I pull here, I can lick you, gut you," my body felt lighter and I slammed a few full punches on Tommy, and he was fiercely hungry and did it so that I couldn't concentrate. When I ran into the house and ate the rest of the bread from the extra breakfast, I fell asleep trying to stay down.

[Rigidity] did not use the special skill only because, as much as it would be easier to use the force, it would require stomping and it would be difficult to move smartly. Unlike Lios' [instantaneous] skills, they are difficult to use in fights and battles. When I woke up after noon, I was wondering why I got so angry and mucky about the behavior of a toddler like Tommy, but I ended up in the middle of a fight over and over again because Tommy and I were bored.

This is the first time I've noticed this happening several times. You can use the skills of [Inherent Skill: Gut (Variance)] when you raise your temper scream (or even roar) while thinking about "Give Me guts" or "We'll do everything we can". But in a few seconds or so of things, the do-good guts cut off. In the meantime, however, my physical abilities rise surprisingly. That's what improves the physical ability of the Lios race to the same extent as [instantaneous] plays with special skills. It doesn't make you feel sharper, it doesn't make you feel better, but it's enough to feel strength, agility, strength as if it's gushing infinitely. That is firmer said than done by the idiotic power of the fire.

[Inherent Skill: Gut (Variance)] was also found to be usable outside of fighting. I get in the mood when I act on something, and in my mind I say, "Let's go!" or "I'll do it!" You just have to be prepared. But I don't know if I would use very much physical strength or borrow my strength up front, but I often get so sleepy that I have difficulty enduring it after a few uses. Sometimes I feel hungry asexually and even want to eat the weed there if it's going to get in my mouth. It's important to use it.

In doing so, I encountered a presence that named a Japanese speaking God. After all, I was killed in a train accident. They say the victims of the accident, including me, were as catastrophic as 39. I hope the last boy held up by a middle-aged salaried man is safe...... I think it's the right way of the world to die from the old in turn.

In a meeting with God in a dreamlike, obscure place, I understood that I was already dead and could not return to Japan. The last time I didn't see my great-grandson was heartfelt, but now he's eleven and his body is growing big and healthy for his age.

Apparently I can live my life from scratch in another world again. Then I want to live a funny life this time. I want to live a laughable life from the bottom of my heart, not like I'm stuck, like I always get chased by something, like I once did, reaching for something I can't even reach for. For that, I was reborn with my memory preserved, and that would be quite advantageous.

This world is inhabited by demons as if it were a fairy tale, and what a magic it is. I'm getting excited for not being old. If you listen carefully, the 38 people who died with me are likewise reborn with their memories. You might want to also take into account meeting them first.

I've always asked questions. There was a lot to ask about time, calendar, currency and food, identity and race, but unfortunately the time ran out because in a limited amount of time, only a dozen minutes, we would hear about them.

When he wakes up, he grins bitterly at the unquenchable mind that rises while erasing a window like "status open" that floats in front of him, and eats his breakfast. Today is the day to settle with Tommy.

Then a few more years went by. I, Fiorenzo Heroscol, had grown into a fine boy. My Heroskol family is a squire who serves the House of Sir Egard, lord of the village of Goban in the territory of Count Falergers. Having been raw as the three men of the Heroscol family, there are many options that I can have a life that seems quite enjoyable. Will you continue to marry the daughter of another squire and inherit the house as your entering son-in-law, or will you do something about it, run the new squire house independently, or will you do it in another village, and will you strive again to join the Knights, where you will be recognized and spent as a soldier, or will you improve your track record in the Knights and become some squire chief as much as possible to connect with local lords? Saving money and starting a business.

You are free to do what you want with your own genius. I'm not a nobleman with all sorts of smugness, or a liberal or slave class with a lot of restrictions. This civilian class is convenient enough to do whatever you want. My parents have also publicly stated that if even my brother, who is a talent to inherit the house, grows up nicely, I will like the children below that.

Whatever you do, what precedes you is gold, and your body can be called capital. It is also a duty of the squire family to get fever into military training. Originally I couldn't use a sword or a spear, but I remembered my old soldier days and enthusiastically entered the archery. By this time, it had become an arm there without having to rely on inherent skills or anything. It's enough to use it a little when you're about ten years old and you start doing mock warfare, and then you're dealing with grownups with far fewer strengths.

Lord Sir Egard praised me for my talent.

He was also allowed to accompany a patrol in the realm at the age of thirteen, and it was around this time that he first finished his goblin. Having raised my hand many times during a patrol once or twice a month, I rolled up a year and was recommended to the Knights of the Count at the age of fourteen. Of course it's not a sweet enough substitute to join the group just because you get a recommendation, but in this world it's synonymous with getting a Knight's Synopsis in life. I couldn't have denied it.

While it is certainly possible to say that it was thanks to unique skills that we were able to exit selected older joiners from various parts of the territory and break through the entrance exams, it is also possible to say that the efforts built up to increase local power have borne fruit. From what I've heard, it's early and three years, on average, for people of civilian origin to receive a full knight's reign. So even if I'm average, I can be a one-man elite with eighteen years of youth. Because when I say Knights in my previous life, it's good to say that it combines everything from middle school to college to cadet school, it's almost the only institution of higher education.

Yeah. If you're that young, you'll be able to do anything after you quit the Knights. Normally I hear that many people go on for a while without quitting right away because when they are assigned a full knight's reign, their salaries suddenly jump. But I wasn't even willing to waste it among my squire, and I was going to make sure I saved up. The Knights of the wealthy Count Falergers will eventually buy one of their swords because they can lend them weapons and protective gear, but otherwise I thought it would be possible to accumulate quite a bit of money on the payroll of a squire or four years if they didn't spend money on anything other than necessities.

Then you can look around the world a little while doing the kind of adventurer you would call a windmill, and find a job you can convince yourself of. That's what I was thinking.

When I joined the Knights, something amazing happened. The rebirth itself is not surprising, and so will the intrinsic skills, subpeople, magic, etc. But this is the first time I've met a Japanese other than myself. What can I say without saying this is astonishing?

Rottrick Falergers. First son of Count Falergers. Even the next great nobleman and the boy to be said was a Japanese reborn in the same accident as me. My eldest sister, Marinen, is sixteen years older than him and is married to His Majesty Thomas Lomberto III, now king of the Kingdom of Lomberto, about ten years ago. At first, we thought we looked at each other like Japanese people, but it was up to us to speak in Japanese with courage.

I hear Lorrick didn't like this world (Aus). He said he had joined the Knights at the age of thirteen a year earlier than me using the Count's privileges, but his grades were terrible like continuing to fly at low altitudes and contending for one or two from below. But his grades in seating were at the top of his sync. That said, is seating less important in the Falergers Knights, and his overall score was only the lowest because of his rather low percentage of ratings exclusively in combat technology. Originally, they don't like the quality of contention. But he was interested to talk about how many goblins I had already planted before I joined the Knights, or to teach them that it would be quite easy to defeat them if they were about goblins or knolls.

Sometimes we were Japanese, and soon me and he were totally close and going anywhere together. Fever in archery just as much as I did, and I seem to have decided to enjoy life a lot just as much. I also talked about the Japanese era and about myself. It also turned out that he was sitting across the street on the train. Especially since this is just a guess from the fact that the boy I cared about looks like his son.

Unlike me, who was an old man, at the time he was still thirty young. We were talking politely to each other because of the Japanese, but I was surprised to hear my age. He started using respectful language against me from then on. I finally fixed it when I said I should stop because I was unnatural because I was in a different capacity. But when I spoke in Japanese, I remained respectful. He didn't give up there because he was Japanese when he spoke Japanese. I don't feel bad either, so I decided to leave it at that.

Having also found out that we could meet Japanese in this way, it didn't take long for us to get to the point where we only wanted to "look for other Japanese". But he has a position. It also has the role of inheriting the Count family and handing it over to the next generation. After a short time in the reign of the Knights, they will have to leave the Knights and learn about a high level of territorial management that is not comparable to the Knights as a trace of the Count's family.

By the time we had fifteen springs with each other, his grades had also soared. Even so, the worst was beyond what it could have been. And his younger brother, two years old, has joined the Knights. His brother Versaius was an excellent child. I didn't do anything to insult my bad brother (of course, I don't think I could do anything wrong with Lorrick), but I always took a step back and made a statement to set up a brother who was overwhelmed, and the classroom, of course, completed excellent grades in swords, spears, riding skills, etc. as the first year.

Me? I was neglected in the same year, thanks also to my inherent skills, and I was above compared to the first year. To be honest with you, all the basements I've learned in Japan are to the extent that I can do this in a single effort. It's no exaggeration to say that the memorization has some hair. It stops with math and other four-rule arithmetic about the lower grades of elementary school, as well as physics and biology. Social studies (exclusively history) and agricultural sciences (little science, basically just the degree of agricultural knowledge for territorial management) were less familiar to us, to a lesser extent.

But only about magic, me and Lorrick were eager to learn, making it so question-attack that the magician, the instructor, would shut up. At first, it was only small magic, but after adulthood, magic training also entered the curriculum in earnest, with daily light magic props and glare time. Even if I stare, my eyes close. He becomes a pair and hits or deviates from the target's upper body naked with a light magic prop like a searchlight. It doesn't shine a light on my face, it just lights up my body. In time, you will be able to feel the magical light on your skin.

The part where the light hits somehow feels like goosebumps, or should I just say, it's a means of gaining a magical special ability to feel the magical light hitting you with your eyes closed anyway. Training in pairs is recommended because it is necessary to illuminate the body of the pair with magic props planted behind long cylinders so that light does not diffuse exclusively for magic training.

This way, the magic of magic detection (Cantrip) becomes available. Next, use this magic detector magic (Cantrip) to feel the light again. I don't mind a small flame of ignited demonic props when I get here, but considering the amount of demonic stone consumed, it seems that lighted demonic props are more cost-effective, so it's inconvenient, but training in pairs is recommended.

We were enthusiastic about our magic training and were able to wake up to magical special skills at an incredible rate of five months with each other. Little magic (Cantrip's) is not something that can be used many times a day, so it was a training while training the Knights, doing their assignments and studying seating, so it was something that I even clapped out just because I was prepared that it would take both of us a year, but I was sure it was a delightful miscalculation.

That's how the second year of my Knights life passed. In the third year, one day when we were both sixteen, the life of a march fell on us. It is a common skirmish on the Dart Plains with the far south Kingdom of Dabus. This time, the Falergers Knights seem to be at the core of their power. The commander wondered whether Sir Conrail, the Knight Commander of the Falergers and Lorrick's uncle, would be appointed, but a knight named Sir Balxas and several of his men had been sent from the centre of the kingdom, and our Knights of the Falergers, led by Sir Conrail, were incorporated under the command of Sir Balxas.

It was a far more relaxed war than we both imagined. It is true that the clashes that there were several times were intense, as you can imagine, but the morale of the junior soldiers and squire of the two armies could not be said to be very high, nor were there so many casualties of war. Somehow the match begins in the atmosphere, at some point one of them retreats the front and the match ends. Of course, he sends more than one small reconnaissance unit to outrun his opponent, and he also explores how his enemies are doing, but he didn't achieve any dizzying results, and his low morale was exposed outside of combat. Isn't it one of the reasons why, especially in this conflict, the Kingdom of Lomberto did not actively discuss and leave because it is the defense of the pioneering village?

Every few of those matches raised a few handles, and I was picking up three enemy soldiers altogether. Lorrick took over the enemy soldiers, though not just one. It was an emotional thought that when I met him, Rolic, who had been so hipster against combat, had also grown. One day, about two months after putting up a line of defense around the village, the retreat of enemy troops was confirmed. For the next month or so, we will be stationed just in case, especially if there seems to be no problem.

Of the few effects I raised were three enemy soldiers, but the number of confirmed enemy soldiers was less than 70, and about 5% of the effects were mine personally. It was the best personal battle of all troops. I'm very happy with this because they say it will also speed up my term of office. Lorrick was up to speed, too, so I finally see a formal recital.

"Now don't even dress up for Bells."

And Lorrick says. Is it that my brother's face is fulfilling and I am horrified? Go on and tell me,

"What would Nom do if he was appointed? Do you want to stay in the Knights? Or are you leaving as an adventurer, as I've been told for a long time?

I've heard that. For this reason, Mr. Nom has shrunk my real name, Nomura.

"Yeah, Eto. That's what I'm going to do. Because of that. I want to look around at the oath. I want to enjoy this life."

'Really...... I envy you. If I'm serious, I want to go with you. But my reign will take a little longer... Don't you think I've changed a lot since I met Mr. Nom? I guess I've been sensitized. I used to have no choice but to fight for myself...... I was able to fight quite calmly in this war. So I looked around and figured it out. I'm not a nobleman. "

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'I'm not going to be able to take command in a war. Even if demons could kill, it was hard to kill people. Besides, I don't know if it's a good idea for you to go outside with your territory and mansion anymore. Sure, I died then. Yuta seems to be growing properly too... honestly, there are untrained ones'

"Right."

'I want to see my son. I want to give you a hug. I want to see my daughter, who was just born and has only held me twice. Are you in high school because you're... sixteen years old? I hope she looks like my wife...... Compared to them, inheriting Falergers' territory is of no value to me. '

Lonely, Lorrick said with regret.

'... but that won't help, will it? I don't think I'm going to be able to see you again. "

'That's right. I can't do it anymore. I've been dreaming. It's a dream of a grown son and daughter. It's a dream of kids feeling sorry for me pulling into a mansion in the realm scared. But after going to war, it stopped perfectly. Actually, I thought I'd even dream about the person I killed... I'll see.

But with the dreams of the person who killed him, I can also see the dreams of the children who are proud of me for defending and fighting my country. I can see... '

Hmm?

'Yuta, you're telling me. "Live without regret" with your voice as it was back then, even though you look and feel completely adult. Hinata, too, oh, it's a day to write about heading for Sunday, but I hadn't officially decided on a name yet. She's my daughter. She looks and speaks as she was when she was younger, but she understands the direction of the sun... she says things like the words in the window on the day she met God.'

Well, aren't you overthinking it? Was that window word that impressive? I guess that's why I'm letting the kids talk in my dreams. When I shut up,

'So, you know, I'm trying to live without regret. I think it would be ant to enjoy and see this life like Nom did. That's why I need a favor. Can you wait for me to leave the Knights until I'm in charge?

"Hey, Eto. I don't know about that. You're the eldest son and the next count, aren't you?

'There's no other law that my oldest son has to inherit. You don't even need to be a boy. The Countess will be able to do well with Bells raiding fine. He can do it differently from me, and he's good with people. Fortunately, they think I'm a much less well made guy. It's a coincidence that I've been mentioned this time, even the verses that I think are close. "

"But..."

'No, that's okay. I'm not being humble. Surely I can't be much of a good Count Successor. [Tolerance (virus infection)] I'm not sure what unique skills are also useful. Yeah, nearly a decade ago, I guess it's helping because I've pulled like a lie when I was aware of trying when I had a high fever. Anyway, when I get back, I'll talk to my current lord, my father. Wait till then.'

'Of course, I don't mind that... you're welcome to have more company... but...'

'That's okay. Enjoy Aus' life with me, too, Nom. If we stay like this, we're gonna die in the realm without knowing anything about Aus. "

I guess I'm happy. There's a young man who admires me and sings about his life with me. Well, now I'm a young man, too.

It was at the end of the year, nearly six months after that, that Lorrick received the reign of the Horseman.

Lorrick was allowed to leave the house. The opposition I was worried about didn't seem to be great either, they even had a superior sword and spear, a military horse, and they got quite a farewell.

We ride alternately, first and foremost aiming at the capital of the kingdom, Lombertia. For once, I wanted to see the big cities, and there was the prospect that it wouldn't be strange to have Japanese where people would gather. We were countrymen who had never left the Count's territory outside of the war between the two of us, and more than half of them were in the mood for a sightseeing pleasure mountain, as the reign of the Orthodox Knight took place in Robamorus, the capital of the Count's territory.

Blow your chest in anticipation of the cold wind blowing through the streets, and the youngsters go.