When I reincarnated I was a soldier?! ~A man called the Red Shinigami~

Patrick walking behind an old woman.

Old woman knocking on big door.

"Come on in."

I heard a voice from inside.

When Gachari opened the door, he hugged the old woman so that a man about 50 years old could jump from inside.

What? I think Patrick.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you, Rachel!

What is Rachel, this old lady's name?

"Boy, it's been a promise since you got inside, isn't it? I don't want anyone to see me. Let's get in quick."

That's what an old woman who stays hugged enters the room. Before the door closes, Patrick rushes in too.

That's where you'll see the sight of the shock.

"Rachel! Oh! Rachel!"

With that said, a good old man was devouring the lips of an old woman.

Ha ⁉ What kind of joke is this?

I want to compliment myself for not speaking up. Patrick.

Afterwards, Patrick was shown an extended affair between an old man and an old woman, spiritually close to KO.

I remember the illusion that my black hair turned bright white for a moment.

I get an old woman to put an arm pillow on me, and I learn a mild willingness to kill on a sweet old man, but I desperately suppress Patrick.

"Rachel, when you leave again, take the paperwork home, too. Keep it in the usual place."

"Yes, yes, boy. Leave it to this Obaba. But you haven't changed since you were a kid. Not a single sweet spot has changed."

"Because Rachel is my first love!

"When you were born, I was 15 years old, 50 years after that. The day I first slept with you, you were 13, I was 28. You've always loved me, and I'm happy."

"It was our first time with each other. Glad to hear it."

I mean, something? You're putting your hands on your own samurai, and you keep that relationship going?

I don't care. I'm more concerned about the paperwork I take home than that. You should tail the old lady.

Patrick decided what to do after this.