Death. Rebirth. Another World. Is This Fantasy? What Do
I Do Now?
I remembered myself as Asakura
Ryuuma, but that was around the time I was celebrating my eighth birthday as 『Velt Jeeha』. Since then, it’s been two years.
I became a ten year old and nothing has changed, I haven’t gotten anywhere. Every
once in awhile, when there’s nothing to do, tears spontaneously come out of my eyes.
「Velt, what’s wrong? The other
day you were also crying on your birthday weren’t you?」 (????)
Honestly, I didn’t understand
myself. Am I Velt Jeeha or Asakura Ryuuma? Have I been born again as Velt Jeeha,
and am living with the memories of Asakura Ryuuma? It’s just, even though the parents
I share blood with are there, nowadays they are looking at someone else.
「Mother.」 (Asakura
→ Velt)
「Did you see a bad dream?」 (Mother)
Aruna Jeeha. 26 years old. The
one that gave birth to me, Velt Jeeha’s mother. A beautiful girl with matching red
hair, famous among the nearby commoners. She was a doting parent that spoiled me
to the extreme in my rebellious age.
「Hahaha, Velt is really cute isn’t
he? Then, want to sleep with mama and papa today?」 (Man)
Similarly, there was my doting
father, Bonapa Jeeha. 29 years old. With short blond hair, he was solidly built
with an expression accustomed to hard labor, though when he has his wife and child
in his sights, he becomes sweet.
(TN: Deredere/デレデレ was replaced
by sweet, go google it.)
「Since I don’t sleep well with
you, I’ll sleep by myself. It’s annoying.」 (Velt)
「Ooooh, mama～ Velt’s becoming
an adult now～」 (Man → Bonapa)
「But, calling mama and papa annoying,
punishment punches! Bad! Bad! Bad!」 (Mother → Aruna)
Velt Jeeha, 10 years old. that’s
my current identity. I inherited my mother’s red hair, but since I had a rebellious
and cheeky look in my eyes, I wasn’t cute. However, on the contrary my parents disregarded
that about me and dotingly fawned on me. Even till now I resisted, but that feeling
was growing stronger. When I was Asakura Ryuuma, my parents had basically disinherited
me, so I didn’t know anything like familial love. Because of that, I was somewhat
uncomfortable.
「Listen up～ Velt. In
yesterday’s class at school, I heard you did something during the levitation practice
test.」 (Bonapa)
「Oh, I haven’t heard of this?」 (Aruna)
「I was working in the fields, when
the teacher came over crying. The subject was using levitation to move a jar from
one side to another, and it seems you violently threw it!」 (Bonapa)
Aah, something like that did happen
didn’t it. That’s because I can’t use anything like magic.
「Wow! If you couldn’t do it you’d
run, but you found a way to do it on your own, how great!」 (Aruna)
「You think so too right mama? What
an exciting way to do it, papa is happy!」 (Bonapa)
This area was surrounded by wheat
fields as it was an agricultural zone. There were no such things as electricity,
cars, or convenience stores. The main mode of transport was a horse. The neighborhood
was separated into intervals and each household had several buildings.
However, it couldn’t be considered
the countryside. You would be able to reach Elfashia Kingdom’s royal capital in
about 30 minutes. I constantly go back and forth, as 『Elfashia’s Magic School for Children』 is in the
city.
The capital city has several million
people. The basic necessities of life were satisfied, the technological and magical
cultures were developing, and there was little crime. It was a peaceful kingdom.
However, even then, this world was vastly different compared to Asakura Ryuuma’s
world
「A fantasy world, is it. It’s no
wonder I haven’t adjusted to this world.」 (Velt)
I died, then was reborn in this
medieval-like fantasy world with a new life. I don’t know if it’s right or wrong,
but this is the best answer I could come up with.
「You haven’t gotten used to it?
What’s wrong, Velt? Don’t tell me you’re being bullied at school! Unforgivable!
Which noble’s kid is it? Papa will beat them up!」 (Bonapa)
「Eeeh? Velt～ If it’s painful
you can tell mama anytime you know? Even though I can’t use magic, mama will protect
Velt. With my mama-punch, take this, and that!」 (Aruna)
At any rate, I’m always thinking,
are these people okay with this? When I was
Asakura Ryuuma, my parents were annoying, but isn’t this unpleasant? I’ve been rather
spoiled, and I haven’t taken advantage of my parents. That is, with Asakura Ryuuma’s
end, my blood-related parents don't think of me as a stranger.
No, not just my parents, everyone
that I’ve met in this world say the same thing. Nobody knows my true self. In this
world, nothing was normal for me, and because of that, I feel uncomfortable.
「But, Velt, if you’re actually
being bullied, tell us, okay?」 (Bonpa)
「I won’t. Instead, let me cry.
Or rather, Your son to this day can’t even use basic magic,
I’ll get failing grades and be
right on the path heading towards being a dropout in school! If it’s dad, then he’ll
get angry and hit me!」 (Velt)
「Hahaha, What are you saying? Papa
doesn’t think you’re someone who can’t keep up in school. As long as you’re there
and full of energy, papa will think of it as a perfect score.」 (Aruna)
「That’s what I mean, if you spoil
this idiot son, then I’ll go down the wrong path! As a test try to get mad at me!
Come on!」 (Velt)
「I-I see～. It can’t be helped～ then......Bad!」 (Bonapa)
「......Mother, I’m hungry. Hurry
and make food for me.」 (Velt)
Good grief, how far are my parents
going to dote on me. I disregarded my father, who casually opened his newspaper
at the table. Nowadays, I could read this world’s characters. Although it doesn’t
seem like I’ve adapted to it, I feel like I’ve gotten used to it. As I was thinking
like that, something on the spread open newspaper caught my eye. There, was a picture
of a very young boy carrying a sword.
「Hmm. A youthful 12 year old hero
defeated the Kaiser Commander 『Shishiten Ajin』. Ho～ Although
we aren’t that different, he’s participating in a war. Mister obedient huh～」 (Velt)
「Even though you’re ten years old,
once in awhile you say something really philosophical like that. You make papa worried.」 (Bonapa)
Although I was given a new life
in another world, there wasn’t anything special about me. In this world there were
different species such as demons and demi-humans. And though there were conflicts
with humans every day, in this country various groups existed in different territories
so there wasn’t anything in particular like an open war.
Most of all, there were the existences
of heroes.
Once again, I myself didn’t have
any special ability, nor did I have a gift for magic. With regards to my previous
life’s knowledge, for a delinquent with no common sense there was no use for that
sort of crap. In other words, there was no sort of god that gave me some sort of
mission, I was just some farmer’s kid living on through my second life.
Because I realized it when I was
ten years old, it was all the more to consider.
For what reason was I given a
second life in this world?
For what reason did I have to
remember my life as Asakura Ryuuma?