Virtuous Old Man, SSS-Rank is Confirmed in Your Next Life

"Dear Alec! I'm singing that bird!

A city that flourishes tremendously and where glamour and chaos exist at the same time.

So six year old me and Ange can walk normally because this is the city my father ruled in called Molek, where my face is known.

Me and Ange taking a walk in a place like "our garden" in a broad sense.

Ange's focus was on a shop, a birdstorm with countless birdcages hanging at the end of the house.

"That's Mimickbird."

"What is it!

"Ange is curious. That's how you always make your eyes sparkle when you hear something."

"Yes!"

Pointing out, Ange nodded with a naive smile itself.

"Master Alec explains, I like it!

"Do you have my explanation?

"Yes!"

I laughed a little bitterly.

I thought you'd be asking me a lot with curiosity, but I laughed bitterly at the fact that it was different.

Nevertheless, I definitely don't care what inspires me to connect to knowledge, so I decided to explain it to Ange.

"Because of this, let's explain it by turning in the real thing"

"Yes!"

Take Ange into the store.

The shop was full of windy adults.

Owning birds, especially mimickbirds, is considered "yah" and is a recent epidemic.

We, 6 years old, stepped inside those adults.

"Welcome - oh! This is Alexander."

"Alec is fine. You know me?

"Absolutely. That's your wife, Angelica."

"I'm still a pardoned wife. I just want to show you a good place so you can be a proper wife. Can I show you something?

"Absolutely. Sasa, come here."

The shopkeeper led us to the back.

Many people talked to me along the way.

Being born again and a child, I have mascot preferences and when I go out into the city, I get all sorts of voices like this.

I interacted politely one by one before sitting with Angelica in the deepest seat I was guided.

"Welcome, Master Alec."

The moment I sat down, another person came out.

Looks like the owner of this store.

"Thank you for coming to our store. What can I do for you today?"

"Ange seems to be the first to see Mimickbird, I promise I'll explain it to you, so bring me an honest kid"

"Yes, sir."

The shopkeeper gave me a courtesy and a more respectful courtesy to Ange shortly afterwards, before leaving once to go get the bird.

"Um, Master Alec. How could you be more courteous to me than Master Alec?

"Because I care about Ange. I know it's better to treat Ange with care than I do."

"Wow..."

"Sometimes not. For example, if I told Ange that I wanted to show her something nice..."

"Master Alec is always good looking!

Ange has been blocking my dialogue in a eating mood.

"Thank you. When you realize you want to see more of that, you behave more respectfully to me than Ange."

"Case-by-case, what is it?"

"You're smart, Ange."

I reached out and stroked Ange's head.

I didn't drink holy water and was born with memories of my previous life, but Ange is a normal 6 year old girl.

The brilliant side of the occasional look is something that will greatly look forward to the future.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought the birds from cage to cage.

"Thank you for waiting. We arrived the other day, he's just a young kid who's just grown up."

"Thanks. I wonder if it's okay as usual"

"Of course you are"

"Yeah. Then Ange, sing something in front of this kid and show it to me"

"Yes!? Wow, me."

"Absolutely. Let me hear Ange's beautiful singing voice."

"Wow, I get it"

Ange was ashamed to sing and show off her naughty.

It's a nursery rhyme I hear a lot, but when I hear Ange sing, I really know how it feels.

"Oh, it's over"

"That was a good song."

"Ugh... I'm embarrassed. But Master Alec, why am I singing?"

"That's..."

I turned my attention to the mimic bird in the birdcage.

I have eyes for the bird, still childish - more of a hand of the child itself, and I sent him a signature.

This is a command that is always planted with a Mimic Bird that is for sale.

As soon as I sent that, Mimickbird sang it out.

Clear, beautiful singing, Ange's voice as it is.

"This... me?

"Yeah. It's Ange's song. Mimic means imitating. You have a monster mimic, right? That means a monster imitating a chest. This Mimic Bird is a bird that imitates the songs of those who hear it."

"You were!

Ange's eyes sparkled, he likes to hear my explanation, a reaction as it were to the earlier self-proclamation.

"Yeah, Ange's singing is so beautiful after all. I think so."

"It is so good to see you. As long as Alec is jealous of his forgiveness."

"Oh no..."

Ange nodded with her cheeks up, her face saying it wasn't sloppy.

"Because of this, so let's get this bird. Ange, now I wonder if you could show me where you can sing with this girl on Unison."

"Yeah, I'll do my best for Alec."

"Bye..."

I took a piece of paper out of my nose.

It's parchment with the crest of my Carlisle family.

Put the date there, the fact that I'm buying Mimickbird and my signature - Alexander Carlisle's signature.

This is how the nobles shop, the shopkeepers take this and get paid to the mansion.

I'm the eldest son of the Duke Carlisle family, so of course I can just make a promise. But this is how I try to leave my testimony on everything.

I wrote it. Make sure the contents are correct and then hand it to the store owner.

"... um"

"What's wrong? Something wrong?

"No, I'm impressed with Master Alec's mastery. Excuse me, but I don't think it's a 6-year-old letter. It is not strange to be told that it is an autographed official document of your Lord. I felt like Alexander."

"Thanks"

Second, I felt my gaze straight from the side.

Ange seems happy, then he looks proud.

Even though I said smart, I knew I was only 6.

I have already forgotten what I just said, that in some cases you may lift me.

Well, that's cute, too.

I received Mimic Bird and left the store with Ange.

Carlisle Mansion Owner's Office

"Mmmmm."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's you. Is Alec back?

"Can I help you?

"No, I have to write to Uncle Raymond in reply. Uncle Raymond is an important opponent, and I'm trying to get Alec to write something far better than me."

"I was."

"Oh, I want to give my Lord's seat to Alec soon. Alec would have expanded my Carlisle family even further."

"You shouldn't. You. Please bear with me for another ten or twenty years. You want Alec to disappoint you as a bad father?

"Ugh! That's no good. Mmmmmmmm...... do we have to work hard"

"Yeah, good luck with that"

"All right, then I'll think about the writing until Alec gets back."

"I didn't."