The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Isaac's birthday is October 10th.

(If seasonal events are the same as games, I planted them around the time there was a New Year's Eve party. Drink at the party and go straight to bed in the stream. It's hard to imagine the flow...)

Isaac is thinking about this because it's his fourth birthday.

The only attendees are close people like grandparents and parents, Adela and Lisa.

Apparently, the grand birthday party we called for in large numbers won't be held until the age of ten.

The primary reason is that children don't know when to die.

The child is still weak in immunization and easily dies of illness.

Unlike adults, bones are soft, so they break into some kind of clap, and if the hit is bad, it can lead to death.

So until I'm ten years old, when I grow up to some extent, it's customary for birthday parties to be held solely within me.

(For that matter, other parties are usually weird to throw...)

In each season, we call an umbrella nobleman to throw a party.

I usually attend there and even say hello.

Maybe when it comes to birthday parties, it's just decided as an old custom.

I'm sure this would also be a noble custom.

"Happy birthday, Isaac"

When our Lord Morgan first hangs his words of celebration, the others celebrate Isaac as well.

In it, there's no sign of Melinda and Nathan.

They are too hostile to Lucia.

So much so that another annex is deliberately available for Lucia and Melinda.

Though on the same premises, they are careful not to look at each other too much.

I wish Lucia and Melinda's stature had been closer, but the Viscounts and the Marquis.

"I'm the one who deserves Randolph," Melinda said because of her great distance, with Lucia in sight.

It's all Randolph's fault that this happened.

Melinda, who was to be married to a foreign royal family, was in a very precarious position when her opponent broke her engagement.

Jokingly mixed up with the Marquis Wilmente, he said, "Will you take it?" It's good, "said Randolph," because he accidentally replied.

My mouth slipped because I thought I was pathetic about Melinda's condition.

Since it was a public statement, it could not be easily revoked, and he was to be welcomed as his wife.

I made a hell of a mistake, but Randolph loved Lucia.

So it became a marriage with a number of conditions, such as giving precedence to the right of inheritance to a son born between her and her.

That sounds like Melinda didn't like it.

Looks like Randolph and Lucia got in the way and moved to be able to get pregnant first.

So it was a matter of Melinda giving birth to Nathan first, not Lucia, who was married first.

(Drool's love hate play, that kind of thing is just good for drama)

When I heard the story, I was annoyed.

But if you're looking at the same worldview as a predatory loving-themed game, it's no surprise there's so much to talk about.

So I was trying to think "I'm glad I'm a bad woman".

A close family would have hesitated to get rid of Nathan.

I can only think of purely eliminating them because I don't like them.

"Thank you"

Isaac thanks everyone.

And to my parents.

"Father, Mother. Thank you for giving birth."

(Thank you so much. giving birth to a world that looks like fun to me)

The servants smile gently, not just their parents and grandparents, but also Isaac, who smiles innocently.

If you're a busty fucking kid, the servants don't react like this.

Isaac, who cares about all the children around him, is why he returns a good response even to the servants.

"Hey, bring me a present"

When Randolph commands the servant, he brings a box of 30cm squares.

"Isaac doesn't want anything, so I'm pretty lost."

Lucia looked a little troubled and said.

If I were a kid, it wouldn't be weird to say "I want a treat" or "I want a toy" Guzz.

Yet Isaac seemed satisfied if he had read the study book.

From a parent's point of view, it is very difficult to know my son's hobby preferences.

Because I don't know what to give you, even if it's a gift.

So this time, something was chosen at Morgan's suggestion.

Things that would please a child.

I was happy to have my whole family pick out a birthday present.

It makes noises with gasagoso in the box placed in front of Isaac.

"Can I open it?

"Of course."

It's Isaac's first birthday present.

In the first place, I am born into a Marquis family where I can buy what I normally want if I want something.

You don't have to wait any longer for your birthday present than you were born into a grand aristocrat.

So I've never received a birthday present before.

Just words of celebration.

Isaac thrills to open his first birthday present of his birth.

"A dog!

Inside there was a puppy that grew cream-colored hair.

He has eyes that seem to have slept a little because he was in the box.

Isaac tries to lift it, but none of the puppies could lift it yet.

I hate young bodies.

(I couldn't have had a dog in my previous life. I knew it was a big house, so you could afford it)

My father, who was a local official, bought a house on loan.

But I couldn't afford the size of the house and economically enough to have a pet.

But not in this world.

The house is huge and financially affordable.

That's not all, there's even a servant who takes care of his pet.

It was the best environment to adore a pet.

"What's your name?

"It's Patrick from the Golden Retriever. He's still a puppy, so he can change his name."

Listening to Margaret's words, Isaac was a little troubled.

"No. I don't want to do anything to change my name to corny just because I'm a dog. Become, Patrick."

I reached out to Patrick like a stuffed animal.

It doesn't give me sweet bites, so biting habits seem to be corrected.

Patrick is smelling or licking Isaac's hand.

"It tickles."

Isaac laughs and stares at Patrick licking his fingers.

The family was smiling at Isaac.

"We have a room facing the garden as a pet room. You should play there with me."

"Yes, Father. Thanks!

Isaac tries to hold Patrick to play.

But I couldn't lift it.

I forgot I couldn't hold it because of the tension.

"Lisa, sister, hold it"

I had no choice, so I called Lisa.

She's intrigued by dogs, too.

Happy to hug.

"Isaac, yes"

Lisa hugs Patrick.

And he offered it to me in front of me so that I could see Isaac well.

Isaac loosens his cheeks to the adorability characteristic of upped puppies and kittens.

"Thank you. I'll take care of it. Sister, go."

That's what I left out, and Isaac left the room.

"Giving pets didn't seem a mistake."

"Right."

Randolph agrees with Morgan.

I've never seen Isaac happy like that.

I was just putting my presents aside and talking to them as they usually are.

Receive a gift and go play innocently.

Seeing what the year deserved, we were all feeling somewhere horrible.

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"Patrick, I'm tired..."

Isaac made a weak noise as he sat down on the ground.

Around that perimeter, Patrick wanders "Let's Still Play".

I've been playing with Patrick on the ropes pulling and chasing him around the room, but I couldn't keep up with Patrick's strength.

Isaac was reflecting on that.

(Don't just read the book, you should move your body too)

It's not nice that my friends were just girls.

Because it becomes a game that doesn't move your body, such as talking and playing with dolls.

Thanks to Patrick for coming, I realized I needed to work out my body.

That alone could be said to have been well worth it.

"I'm going to go to the flowerbed for a minute, will you play with Patrick?

"Sure, I'd love to"

Leaving Patrick to Lisa, Isaac heads to the flowerbed.

Flower beds made in the corners of the garden.

Isaac had Randolph make this place.

And I bought all the flower seeds for a dime.

I wasn't interested in flowers.

To use these flowers to get into the surrounding people, little by little.

To convince you to be on your side, you have to meet them first.

However, when I see him for no reason, he finds himself plotting something.

Isaac approached him in the name of presenting the flowers he had grown and was going to talk to him in dignity.

It could be the shallow wisdom of a child.

Still, I thought it was better than nothing.

"Boy. Are you going to do your own weed picking today?

Carl, the gardener who confirmed Isaac's appearance, calls out.

I left it to him to make flower beds that the child could not do with his body, but weed picking and watering were done with his own hands.

"Yeah, I want to do everything I can myself."

This is a lie.

I really wanted Carl to leave it all to me.

But flowers grown by gardeners from the beginning.

That's "just flowers".

It's worth it because it's "flowers Isaac grew with his own hands".

I just have to be temperamental, deceiving my true desire to skip.

"By the way, when does this bloom?

"It's about April, mostly. It'll take about six months."

"It is."

(Longer than I thought, well good)

I'm only four years old.

Now is not the time to be in a hurry.

Plus, we plan to plant seasonal flowers sequentially.

From now on, flowers will continue to bloom in my flowerbed.

"I hope it blooms soon"

(Little by little, I can start to move to ground consolidation)

"Right. But it's also fun to watch them grow."

It is not uncommon for royal nobility to take care of flowers.

The Wellrod family also has a rose garden created by our lord several generations ago.

It's unusual since I was a kid, but trying to grow grasshoppers isn't a bad thing.

Because I can also build up my patience waiting for things to be temperamental.

Isaac wasn't the only one who was looking forward to the flowers blooming.

Carl is one of those people I'm looking forward to.

But in his case, I'm not just looking forward to flowers.

What will Isaac react to when the flowers bloom - when the laborious struggles that have taken time have borne fruit?

I was looking forward to that one.