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

Inside the mansion, my own office.

Next to me writing, a ghost girl kept floating in the air, clutching around with "hey".

"Make a child quickly. Hey, Dad."

"Not now."

The girl came winking up close, but I dismissed it with an instant answer.

"Why? I'm noble, so I'm not old enough to have kids"

"I have a pardoned wife. Ange is the name. I decided to make her my regular room, so my first child decided to tell her first."

"Heh."

"And Ange is still young. I'm going to wait a few more years, maybe ten years."

"Ten years? So what happens to me?

"Can't we wait ten years?

I look at the girl for a moment.

She feels dissatisfied Taratara, pointing her lips.

"That's right. If you think you'll finally be reborn after hundreds of years of waiting...... That's right."

I was conscious.

"Yeah. That's why I want to be born again soon. You know what I mean, I feel like I have a great treat in front of me right now and I'm saving it. That's right."

"I see."

I smiled bitterly.

That may indeed be the case.

The actual sight has recently spread, but the human beings of this world know that the next life will be determined by good deeds once they are originally reborn.

And the girl is actually confirmed SS rank and that her next life is gorgeous.

By the way, Eliza was S-ranked when she saw it with glasses.

I'm convinced Eliza is s. Top of the Empire at all costs.

If all power and wealth come together and you care about it, you can live as you wish, Emperor. So I'm convinced it's s.

Even the emperor is S-ranked.

I know a girl told SS rank inflates her expectations for a wonderful life and feels rushed.

"Even so, I'll have to ask you to wait"

"Huh. Oh, yeah."

The girl stayed afloat in the air, arming herself with the claws and pointing her lips more and more.

I even recommended the writing while I thought she looked cute like that.

"Speaking of which, what are you writing about just now?

"Don't you see?

"I don't know if you look at it, because it's not the same letters as it used to be in my time"

"I see."

I was convinced that I was a human being hundreds of years ago. I was reborn as soon as I died, so I could carry over the knowledge of the letters as they were.

Oh, speaking of which, did the tutor point out the old way of writing?

Even I had a subtle difference, so the first girl in hundreds of years would be more.

To her like that, I put up a parchment on the calf to make sure that the paper material and the corner marks were in her eyes.

"Ah..."

"I'm an executive. Because we know this ancestral population is going to explode. About 10 million people."

……

"With so many more humans, it's clear that food, land, city infrastructure, education, everything is missing"

……

"So get ready from now on"

As I answer, I will write letters and touch letters to be sent to various parts of the territory.

It's not an emergency, so it's just a policy to give orders and get your people and officials to work hard.

Huh.

"Speaking of which, I've been keeping my mouth shut for a while now, what's the matter?

I noticed that the girl was silent from earlier.

"... hey, nothing"

The girl was hazy and looked away.

He's still looking at the flicker and me after that.

I dropped my gaze, too.

All I have there are my hands, pens, and official documents with tough content.

It's not supposed to be like a girl turns a blind eye...

"… words"

"J?"

"You're good at writing."

"Thanks"

I remember when my father praised me a long time ago.

I usually just write politely.

"Me too."

"Yeah?"

See the girl again.

She was dyeing her cheeks more and more.

It was already bright red to the base of my ear, red as a boiled octopus without jokes. Even though it's a ghost.

"When I'm born again, I wonder if I'll be good with the letters"

"You want to be good?

"Because it's so hectic. That's right."

"Hmm."

I think for a moment, touch the sword of the wise man I keep by the desk and ask him how to touch the ghost.

By the rules of the magic sphere, I learned that if I made something that looked like gloves of dark attributes on the surface of my body, I would touch them.

Do it quickly and invite the girl.

"Come here."

"Huh?"

"Here."

I'm not coming from over there, so I pulled my hand and pulled.

I drew the girl who was floating in the air nearby and then let her squeeze a pen that was equally skinned on the surface and lay her own hands on top of it.

"Hey, what?

"I'll tell you, I'll write it down"

"Ah..."

The girl is confused, but first she tried, moving her accompanying hand.

I hold her hand, run a pen over the paper, and carefully write the letters.

"Yeah, sounds good. Yes, yes. Slowly and politely."

……

On the way the girl began to understand my intentions and move her hand somewhat, so I took a little effort out of it and kept it to the point of guiding her hand movement.

"Yeah, I'm not good. There's no such thing as a jerk. You have a gift for writing properly."

"Well, I guess..."

"Yeah. I think so"

Saying, the girl was a little kyotong and then said, "Eh heh. Yes," he said.

"Hey, what kind of letter is this? What's the meaning of the sentence?

"Oh well, you didn't understand the letters. That's your name."

"What?"

"I'm thinking of your name. That's a candidate. You're going to have to think about it now because you're going to have a baby of mine."

Because the name matters.

All the more so if you're going to be your own child.

…………

"Which one do you want? You don't know, do you? From above, Sophia, this means wisdom. This is what Amanda means, something important. This is..."

"-!"

Along the way I was explaining, the girl shook off my hand, flew away, slid through the wall and went outside.

"What's wrong..."

Shortly before slipping through the wall, for some reason the girl held her face down and could see her face turning even brighter red.