The World’s Strongest Martial Artist who has Worked too Hard, Survives in the Magic World With Ease

Where the hell is this place?

When I opened my eyes, I was sleeping in a strange place.

I work my blurry head off and remind myself of my memories before I go to bed.

Hmm, after you did build up your routine, you played serious battles with over a dozen gatekeepers at your father's direction.

After that, I took a bath and watched the late night cartoon I recorded, and then...

What did you do after you saw the cartoon?

Well, did you see the cartoon until the end?

... No, I haven't seen it.

Speaking of which, where the magic girl unleashed a special attack on her destiny rival, it turned dark in front of her.

So, why did that happen, I think it was caused by a hard blow to the head during workout.

I felt bad when I was in the bath, and I guess I passed out on my way to watch the cartoon.

What do you mean, this is a hospital?

I'm sure my father or mother followed me to the hospital when they realized I was down in my room.

You're worried, and I need to tell you that I'm safe.

I tried to wake up my torso to find the call button, but my body was too heavy to move as I thought it would.

I don't know, it's like it's not my body.

I guess I just can't nurse call.

I may be annoyed by one of my fellow rooms, but do I have to shout out and call the nurse?

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh"

Something's wrong!?

No, no, no! Wait a minute!?

My voice, was it like this!?

More like this... I think it was wild...

Well, I don't care about the voice at this time.

I realized something more important than that so much that I didn't think it mattered.

My hands, they're getting smaller!

My hands, which were big enough to tell me that I could leave a fist after my fist on the iron plate if I hit them with my mind, were so cute.

What a minimum size......

The movement is dull, but it works the way I want.

I mean, this guy is my real hand.

I hate to believe it, but I don't think it's a dream. It's a real feeling, and I'm sure this is, that's it.

Apparently I died watching the cartoon and was reincarnated into a baby.

Yay! He's reincarnated! It's the dawn of a new life!

... Oh, my God, I don't think I'm sick of it.

'Cause you mean dead, me.

My only son, me, is dead, my father and mother will be sad, I'm sure.

He was as tough as a ghost during the audition, but I had a sincere respect for my father, who was tough on me and tough on others.

I respect you as much as you do about my mother. When I think I can't eat my mother's hand cooking anymore, it makes me so sad.

The gatekeepers who go to our dojo admired me, too. He was a lot older, but he respected me.

I'm starting to feel sorry for the one important person who colors my life like that.

Or so I can't help but fall.

I was unlucky to be dead, but I'm lucky to be reincarnated. It's called luck in misfortune.

It's a rebirth.

Now it's time for you to sing your second life so you don't regret it!

I held my little hand and swore so.

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Two years have passed since I was reincarnated into another world.

Now that I can walk on my own, I've been blessed with the opportunity to get out of the house more than once. Well, my mental age is over twenty, but I'm basically accompanied by my parents because my actual age is only two years old.

Anyway.

I was able to see the outside world on my own, and I realized the truth.

First of all, I asked the guys in my friendship range (even though it's a narrow world of 0-12 years old), "You, do you have a memory of a previous life? 'I asked the question, and I decided,' What? 'They looked like that.

What do you mean, "Ash-kun (this is my name), you hit me in the head and went crazy? 'Some guys said something like that... well, you're right to answer correctly in a way.

In short, I'm the only one who's reincarnated from a different world.

And my body was dying and crazy (well, I ended up dead for real). I also remembered perfectly my skills as a militant I acquired in my workouts.

I can't leave my fist after my steel because it's probably the body of a two-year-old, but that's because I don't have enough muscle. Simple combat ability - I've never lost a fight with a child my age because the skills needed to win a fight, for example, are perfectly equipped.

Even so, I'm just vain where I beat a two-year-old.

That's not why, but I'm not going to sperm martial arts in this world - even in the other world, Hekmagos.

Anyway, magic exists in the other world of Hekmagos.

Besides, magic is nothing special.

Every human being is a wizard.

In this world, magic is used on a daily basis!

Animation was the only entertainment for me when I was born in a dojo and I've been doing martial arts arches for a long time before I was conceited.

I have loved all the different genres separately, but it is fantasy that got me into it in particular. Seeing so many flashy magical characters in that world, I've always had a strong admiration for wizards.

When I was young, I practiced magic hiding from my father.

Of course, by the time I went to elementary school, I understood that the wizard was fictional.

But, but.

That magic can be used by anyone in this world!

I don't know how to use it yet, but I've seen a sight of a five-year-old or so using magic to use Marutai as firewood.

At that age, it must be something you wear naturally.

While I couldn't wait for that moment to come, I still lived my life eating and sleeping today.

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Five years have passed since I was reincarnated into another world, Hekmagos.

I sit back in my chair, staring across a blurry, sun-dyed window. There, quite a few children who lived there were using magic to play in the water.

He's one younger than me and he's already got magic...!

I burn in jealousy.

But it's not like she's special. 'Cause the other kids use magic the same way.

I'm the only one in this town who can't use magic when he's five years old.

It doesn't mean I don't have magic talent...

I don't know how magic works because I haven't been to school, but I do know that I need a magic wand (Withers Rod) to use magic.

Theoretically, they can use magic without a magic wand, but none of those wizards are just one in history.

Not to mention, there's no way a kid my age can use magic without a magic wand.

I mean, as long as I have a magic wand, I should be able to use magic.

I am an adult of mental age. So I said to my parents, 'Buy that!' 'Buy this!' I've never been sweet.

But it's my fifth birthday.

Besides, my aspirations in the other world of Hekmagos are nothing but 'I want to use magic'.

So, for the first time in my life, I decided to treat my parents.

"You know, I, I want a magic wand... would you buy me one?

I intend to be as cute as possible.

Then somehow, my father and mother looked like they were awkward.

What's the matter with you?

If you don't have the money, I wouldn't say you can't...

That's what I tried to say.

"... I'll go buy it tomorrow, go to bed already today"

That's what my father said.

What, seriously!?

Are you sure you want to buy it?

No, no, no!

Finally! Finally, the magic wand is in my hands!

In my previous life, I excelled in martial arts, but in this world, I do the magic extremely!

To the Great Wizard, I will be!

As I groaned, I wondered what kind of magic wand I would buy, what my budget was, and what a thought I would get into bed.

I was too excited to sleep, but eventually the sleeper came.

I slowly fall into the world of dreams.

"Come on, Ash didn't have a xx..."

"After all, there's only XX?

"You can't help it. Children who can't use XX will struggle for the rest of their lives. Besides, I can't even put myself in a decent position. If that's how it's gonna be, it's better for Ash to xxx it right away."

"I can't believe we're having such a child..."

"It's not your fault. Think of it as destiny, let's give up."

"I'm sorry you're a terrible parent..."

I felt like I heard my mother cry, but I didn't know if it was a dream or a reality.