They Said My Status Stayed the Same Even Though I Reincarnated in Another World!?

When I realized, I was in a white ceiling room.

A bed of white sheets. Small spaces, divided by milky white curtains.

There I was sleeping, with a rig sitting beside me.

"You're awake."

Rig said in a soothing voice.

"Um, is this...?

"It's the infirmary. After the simulation of Fari and Quera, you two were brought here because you were badly injured."

"Oh, did you...... will your sister be okay?

"He said the healing faculty would be safer. Because of the injury, there was nothing else in his life."

The feeling in my previous life was that it was an instant death level injury.

Whatever, I'm relieved that you're safe.

"Nevertheless, with you and a good Quera... the Dazuel people have tremendous strength."

"No... it's a little special in my case"

"Don't be so modest. Farri. The measures you have taken to defeat Quera's Red Mascarade and the amount of equipment you have to implement and succeed in doing so are undoubtedly your strength. Be properly proud."

"Ugh... thank you, Rig"

I said, it was time to reach out.

Realizing this, the rig reaches out to me and grips me.

"I can't lose, either.... To be honest, I thought I was the greatest because I dealt with knights and educators at the Mansion and I always kept winning. But when I saw your sisters, I changed my mind."

Rig says in a strongly determined seeping tone somewhere.

"There are still people who go way above me, not only in strength, but also in talent. And I can catch up with such a man, and be strong enough to win. No, I want to be. I was watching today's battle, and I thought that from the bottom of my heart."

And the rig flushes left and right with the other hand touching my forehead, squirming.

"- Fari. Please continue to be by my side. And let's be strong together. I want to be chasing you. I want to be like you."

"Rig......"

Something, a strange feeling sprouts up in my mind.

It's kind of a comfortable feeling. But I also feel a little bit of a sense of impatience or something like that.

And this feeling gets stronger every time Rig strokes my forehead.

I didn't even feel it when my mom or sister stroked me.

I'm sure - you're floating on your first friend.

That's how I interpreted my thoughts now.