Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Alan was very quiet after the duel. In his face, he shows an attitude that he is unwilling - dissatisfied - but if he somehow orders, he listens to what he says as a child.

He's a 5-year-old, he's Alan, he's a fucking kid, and if he loses a duel, he's not gonna tell me, he's a mom, he's bullied me - and I thought he might try to denigrate me by telling me, but that's not true,

Seriously adhered to the terms of the duel and settled me down as a child of the unacceptable.

Sounds like a pretty core piece of shit to a 5-year-old.

Mr. Stella was thankful while she was surprised that I was admitted to being a fucking kid and cainboy as a small-time user.

Among the servants, he seemed to have been wary of when he was going to be using the small room with Boy.

He praised me for doing well from all the other servants besides Mr. Stella.

I can't believe I'm dueling my husband to serve and even making him a child. I can't say.

So my relationship with the fucking kid is a secret. He doesn't want to tell anyone that a fucking kid lost to a girl for a fucking kid either.

I haven't even told Mr. Eileen or Mr. Claude, or I haven't seen either of you since the first day.

Mr. Claude has a lot of work he's been accumulating and is either out or in his own room to encourage him to work. Mr. Eileen is Mr. Eileen, and now she's originally very busy due to a lack of wizards, and she was barely home.

Dinner time is also not about the whole family eating, just the fucking kids and Cain eating at the big dining table.

I'm a servant, so I don't eat with them but they seem to use them for a small time, so I was doing sesame seeds and meal aids and stuff.

Mostly, I wipe Cain Boy's dirty mouth, bring a dish of dishes from afar nearby, rewind drinks, and say, "Hey, why are you all over Brother Cain!" or stomping on a fucking kid's shoe.

Every time, though, dinner in this house is frightening. The food is fancy. These are salmon products I've never seen before.

But the sight of my brothers eating pompously hurts my chest.

In this mansion, the management of the territory was originally cut up mainly by the Grand Master (Mr. Claude and Mr. Eileen's father) and Mr. Eileen and his son-in-law, but the story was that the Grand Master and his son-in-law would be called to the Wang Capital to carry out their work that way at the royal decree, and that it had been two years since they had gone. By the way, the eldest husband's wife is already dead.

Mr. Claude was originally independent and lived in another mansion to set up a chamber of commerce, but his sister cried at him and said he was now back at his parents' house to administer various things, etc.

Moreover, even Mr. Eileen, the Lord of one country, seems to be running as a bummer and wizard, sometimes in the possession of Mr. Eileen, that is, the small number of wizards under the direct authority of the Count Rainforest family.

I'm not sure what the hell a wizard would run for, but that seems to be the case.

Would you even patrol the area like two wizards who were coming to the village of Galligari?

I heard that story from a tutor who teaches history with the two of you.

The story is mainly about the Rainforest family. Long live the best Rainforest family! Hey, it's an honor to be a Rainforest family tutor, boy, I'm a sesame teacher like Hehe, I thought this guy was a geez, but he was really a history teacher who only made it better at the moment and taught it in a pretty easy way.

Nevertheless, the fact that I've been with my father and mother less for two years now, I guess Cain Fong has lived with little or no parents since the time I got my mind on it, anyway.

I wonder if the friendliness of those two brothers must be influenced by that kind of home environment.

... honestly, wear it with me in my previous life.

I was trying to interest you by trying, by taking the best, but in the case of a fucking kid Alan, by fucking kicking ass, I guess I tried to interest you.

Perhaps the frustration I felt when I first met her was because she felt like seeing her old self.

In the short time before the next math tutor arrived, I put that thought together and tried to treat you as gently as I could, pointing a warm mushroom like an angel at you, fucking Kiaran.

Live hard, boy.

"Hey, what the fuck! Turn your eyes on me like a frog's dead! She told me to buy some milk, because I don't have time for it anymore!

Hey, don't compare my angelic obsession to a dead frog! disrespectful!

And the way I put it, it's like I'm passing you by all the time.

Don't let me do that all the time to pacify my child opponents, and nobles!... you'll only be pacifying me once or twice!

Unexpectedly, with a wrinkle between his eyebrows and his eyes turned toward the fucking kid, he became frightened, like a frog scorned by a snake, and he strayed from his gaze.

You shouldn't, if you hit a kid on me, ho ho.

Just now, a math teacher arrived, so I decided to focus on putting in class.

And I didn't know you could call an angelic obsession a dead frog, you fucking kid. I won't worry about him anymore.