Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

My house in my previous life was wealthy.

He was born as the only daughter of the dean of the Grand Hospital. My mother and father were doctors, so I was always busy.

As far as I was concerned, there were basically no parents at home and the housekeeper was in the process of doing the cooking and chores and going home between 14: 00 and 17: 00.

I was always free and probably amazing at reading books.

In time, I felt that I had a mistress outside for both my father and my mother.

A child looks like he doesn't know anything and seems sensitive to that sort of thing.

And I also understood that it was me who barely connected my father and mother as a couple. So I figured I'd have to hang in there to get along with the three of us again.

When I realized that, I did different things, I made an effort.

Studies, sports, art.

The grades studied to always aim to be at the top and honed their strength from sports such as table tennis, tennis and shore to martial arts systems such as kendo and bow to participating in a wide variety of competitions and being able to win a little tournament.

Even in terms of art, I was allowed to attend classes such as painting, piano and violin, and this one went on until I won an award for a little competition.

I always waited for my parents to see the trophies and awards that I get from each time I take the most.

My father and mother praised me properly. Glad to hear it.

But it was just a compliment. It didn't give me more family time. Nor was my father and mother going to cut my mistress outside. I regretted it.

I thought my efforts were still insufficient.

And when I turned 17, I did what I had to do to distract my parents.

No matter how good your grades are or how good you become, your parents won't come home.

And as I grew up, I felt my effectiveness in connecting my father and mother as a couple was diminishing, and I was so frustrated by the impatience I couldn't describe.

That was the time. On my usual way home from school, the signal on the crosswalk I always pass turned blue. I could hear the engine sound of a car that didn't kill momentum where it could have been a little. But I must have been in a hurry, because somehow I felt like I couldn't hear that sound, and I crossed the crosswalk as I was.

And he died when he was hit by a car.

But I thought I was dead, reincarnated without ever tasting the post-mortem world.

I was surprised that it was only at first that I had my memories, but I thought God must have rewarded me for all the hard work I've been doing.

I got a chance to try again.

This time, my parents love me and I want to feel the world, in that free love.

In my previous life, I had the best of my life just about my family, and I couldn't make friends or lovers. I wasn't interested. But if I were born anew and my parents loved me, my world would be more expansive.

To me, the thing about parents was the world itself. That doesn't matter because I went to another world. I can work hard for the world. I would spare no effort for that.

But because I was reborn, I didn't seem to be loved. It was like being sold for three pieces of silver coins.

I've only seen iron coins before, so I don't know how much silver coins will be worth.

I guess the value for what I've done so far is less than three silver coins.

I can buy love for 3 silver coins. No, no, maybe I didn't love you originally.

Parents of relentless doctrine don't leave much to their children. That was the case with the other brothers, so I didn't really care...

Can't you help it because you're poor? No, my life should have actually gotten better by trying not to make me say I was poor since I was born.

I was a stupid parent. Though you must have had a better life in perpetuity than leaving me with three silver coins on hand. I did.

Or maybe my efforts weren't enough?

Should we have hastened the development of the village already?

No, on the contrary, you've developed too many villages, and because you're too good, someone has told you to buy them for three silver coins?

Or maybe this wouldn't have happened if I were a wizard.

What would have happened then if I pretended to see something...

Let's not think about it.

I just talked about "if" and I can't help it.

I'm going to be alone, like mud, and I just have to live to death.

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I was in a swinging carriage and opened my eyes.

He seemed a little asleep, thinking. The light is leaking from the gap in the carriage. Maybe it's about lunch time already.

I was hungry. I can't believe I'm hungry even at a time like this, I seem so thick.

Oh, my God, I felt like I couldn't live if my parents abandoned me, but it's something I can live with quite a bit, humanly.