Din no Monshou

When I woke up, I couldn't move as I thought.

I can manage to move my hands and feet.

But somehow, my body seemed underdeveloped - I had that illusion.

Did you suffer serious injuries to both hands and feet?

What am I going to do, who's going to pay for medical care?

Father... you can't.

He's sleeping. He's going to stab me with a vase.

And my sister excluded.

He shouldn't have any money to take care of people.

As I was twisting my neck in the underwriter of the bill, I heard voices coming from over my head.

"... really, I wonder if there's a problem"

The voice of a man.

Are you feeling anxious or the tone was low.

Someone speaks to him like that.

"It's okay.

It's been a month since I was born, but this is the way I am. "

Kind and calm voice.

It was like a woman who spoke up.

Covered, the man exhales deeply.

"Hmm... don't cry at all, so worry about it"

"It's proof of endurance.

If you're this person, you might want to rebuild the Din family. "

The Din family.

What the hell is that?

The situation doesn't swallow well.

When the man laughed powerlessly, he reached out to me.

"He's my son, but he's also Sefina's son.

Though she has fallen, she is a nobleman who has stood herself up with swords and magic.

You're not like me from the beginning. "

Mocking himself, the man strokes my head.

With a gentle gesture, my mind turned slightly upside down.

I don't have a hobby of being touched by men.

"To see your face, I think you look like your wife"

"I agree there, but who the hell does this black hair look like..."

A man put his face close and touched my hair.

Something tells me strangely this man's hands don't feel big.

Are you out of your mind?

I had weak eyesight and until earlier I saw nothing.

But as the man approached,

I was able to grasp the appearance.

In a nutshell,

A good young man who seems weak - I wonder.

I have golden hair with pale eyes.

I often see it in theatre and stuff - I was wearing weirdly time-honored Western clothes.

He seems to be getting old to some extent, but he doesn't feel so faded.

Behind a man with a difficult face,

I stood my finger up as the woman remembered.

"Speaking of which, I've heard this story before"

"What?"

The man turned with a disgusting face.

I may have guessed what a woman would say.

"Excellent people and inferior people.

A child born between the two, his hair turns black - "

"In that case, I'm definitely inferior..."

The man sighed.

I told you not to bother explaining the obvious.

You care about a depressing man,

to add another pursuit,

The woman tilted her neck.

"Why are you giving up?

Shady, why don't you be an excellent Yingjie from now on? "

"I can't. I'm not young anymore."

When I heard this conversation, I found out the man's name.

The name below is Shady Berga.

My last name is probably - Din.

I mean 'Shadyberga din'.

That's a pretty good name.

Naming senses that are likely to come out when illegal host stores are picked up.

I want you to keep that name as your real name when you take notes.

I don't suppose it's a fake name.

But this guy named Shady Berga.

You look a lot weaker.

You're losing your name. It's not half the feeling.

Something that's releasing an aura that's about to pass.

It reminds me of my high school days.

Shadyberga tightened her expression and told the woman.

"This kid's name was decided with Sefina.

Because I want you to run through your life as you wish.

In Sefina's hometown, we named it "Furious."

Shadyberga breathes shallow,

I told him off like I had decided to.

"-Regis. This kid's name is Regis Din."

"That's lovely"

Women praise honestly.

Then Shadyberga cheeked as illuminated.

"Right?

Well, actually, kick my ass.

Sefina decided. "

Where is the name that the two of us decided on?

Isn't that a total dictatorship?

To the bitter shady berga, the woman answers with a refreshing smile.

"Because your wife is harsh.

The day Shadyberga takes the lead at night, he won't be here forever. "

".................. ugh"

Shadiberga complains of a glaring remark.

On the other hand, women were good at it.

Shadyberga shrugs her shoulders like a pioneer.

"Totally...... Sefina's servants are just habitual people.

Walkins is the best example of that. "

"If you accidentally say my name, your wife will tell you later, won't she?

"... be careful"

Apparently, this woman's name says Walkins.

My voice was clear and beautiful.

But strangely mysterious, it gives a bottomless atmosphere.

Walkins is the servant,

Is Shadiberga in relation to the employer's husband?

For that, there's something wrong with the balance of power.

"I'm going to Sefina's.

Keep your eyes off Regis. "

Shadyberga tried to escape and started walking.

Before they said anything more, I guess they tried to walk away.

But at that moment - my vision suddenly shook.

Shadyberga hooked himself up to something.

After a moment of levitation, I fall to the floor.

Sight one meter.

From the results, I could afford to land from the face.

It hurts so bad.

"... ooh"

You bastard.

You dropped the cradle I was sleeping in.

I will never forgive you.

Authorities have made every effort to eradicate the resistance...

……………………

Wait a minute.

The cradle?

Why am I in such a thing?

I can't get up for some reason.

I can't help my neck.

What if the neck bone is itchy?

But he didn't run the pain, and he didn't get hurt.

This is the first time my body has ever caught my eye.

And then a strong question arises.

My hands were so slippery.

It's like...

"... oh, sorry Regis. Are you okay?"

Shadyberga hurries to hold me up.

It's shaking gently like a yawn,

I want you to stop because the pain sounds.

and then.

A woman I had never been able to see - I got a look at Walkins.

Suspiciously young to reach the age of twenty.

But I can't identify the wonder and the age.

Silver hair to the shoulder is dazzling and reminiscent of a beautiful gem.

dressed in black and white toned service clothing,

It suited me very well with my loving looks.

Walkins like that, he calls out like he's in trouble.

"No, Master Shadyberga.

This is how you hold your neck when it's not sitting. "

She snaps me out of Shady Berga.

Sweet aromas like vanilla ice cream tickled my nose.

Very comfortable with cheeks pressed against a soft chest with elasticity.

Usually I'd be ecstatic as a barbarian with a spear.

But now there is no evil as if it were sage time.

Is it also difficult to gush lust or something because it is underdeveloped?

I don't know.

"The upcoming rise of the Din family is

It's on Master Regis' shoulders. "

Walkins rocks his body a little.

It's a fine vibration, but I get an unexpected voice out of anxiety.

"... ugh"

"Oh, they replied.

Do you know what I'm talking about? "

"You can't be. You don't even know the basic words yet."

It's hard to say I know everything.

Well, you should lay low.

It doesn't seem profitable to say it from yourself, and I have trouble being considered a heretic child.

Though there are still many things I haven't grasped.

In the meantime, I've only found out one thing.

For once, he heard his wish.

I was unconsciously holding my fist tight.

- Maybe you can walk a new life.

Because I thought it was over.

Because I gave up, saying it was all for nothing.

Realizing what was going on, I almost cried.

A new life.

What a sweet sound.

Normally I don't pray to God, but now I feel like I can thank him.

So listen to me, God.

That's something I'll probably only say once in my life.

- To reincarnation, overwhelming thanks......!