Herscherik

Ryoko was convinced of the fact that he died in a car accident...... he had to be convinced.

I recall that Ryoko was a common setting for comics, novels, and games that I liked to read.

After high school and college students died from traffic accidents and illness from modern Japan, they were reincarnated into different worlds with memories of their previous lives, saving the world, conquering it, and becoming hotties.

(I can't believe I got that rhinobe set up in my thirties...)

Ryoko falls asleep again on a fuzzy carpet with weakness. In this baby's body, which doesn't work the way I thought it would, it was a heavy labor just sitting there.

(... In the meantime, the condo loan became chara because I died.

Looking at the blurry ceiling, Ryoko remembers the past life. He said he didn't know what was going to happen in his life, but he never thought he was going to think about whether he'd ever left it after he died.

(If I didn't book the game that day, I would have treated it as canceled... No, the familiar clerk used to say the day after I couldn't pick it up in overtime, "I'll take it!" You called me refreshingly. Maybe he's worried about keeping it for me. I'm sorry......

The clerk's sister I've known since high school is the only one who can get a nerdy self out of his family. When I went to the store, she always greeted me with a smile, so I smiled and responded.

(Speaking of which, was there a work deadline near? I'm going to do it tomorrow, and I'm not typing in the data. I wonder if she can do it for that new kid who just got in. The general manager will follow up with me, and I want to think it's okay because I have a manual... uh, just in case, I'm glad I made a manual.

The junior said, "When can I die or disappear, I made a tiger roll! He said," But Ryoko was emotional that he really didn't think it would happen.

(Later, before my sisters are discovered by their parents, may they erase the computer data......)

This was really all I had left for Ryoko. Computers at home store data that is a little impossible for others to see. It's a Pandora's box filled with R-designated, creative, old poem, black history. If I can honestly come back to life, I want to erase everything, but Ryoko is the real deal.

(This also tells my sisters, "When I die, the computer will be blistered and turned off and rendered inoperable. Because if I look inside, I will stand on the pillow." It's okay because I threatened to... it's okay, Dayone? Majid.)

If they see you, they'll die! No, he's already dead, but Ryoko will regret it the day after tomorrow if he doesn't get a pillow up because he's reincarnated.

(I can't even look at the drama I saved for the ninth month.

I was so busy at work that I couldn't really see drama or cartoons to shoot away, and the capacity of my hard drive was always critical. I always forgot to see it on the weekends, and even though I recorded everything from the first to the last time, it was useless to delete it without looking at it.

(No. I thought you were going home this weekend. You always prepared the cake, and I wanted to eat it.

Worry about her single Ryoko. She was called to her parents' house once a month for a reason, even if they didn't have a birthday, Christmas, or event.

Unscrupulous emails I recall a rare email from my insensitive sisters.

Few of us have all gathered since my sisters got married, but I was thinking of buying a little expensive ice cream if everyone was going to get together...

That's all I thought about and realized. No, I tried to think of something else as much as possible and not because I didn't want to notice it, but it still ended up there.

(I can't see my family, colleagues, friends, and acquaintances anymore...)

The back of my nose hurts with a twon and my eyeballs get hot. What creaked up from the back of his throat became a whimper and his chest was full.

The last time it happened to my family was a month ago.

I ran out of rice to buy, so I went to my parents' house for dinner. My father and I had a beer dinner while he was angry to contact me if you were coming to my mother.

I knock on the sashimi and simmer my mother prepared for me as I listen to my father's work stupidity and hammer, and eat my mother's special cooked rice.

My mother joined me at dinner, and she said, "It's almost 35, but what are we gonna do about getting married or something?" He asked, "My husband hasn't fallen anywhere, has he?" My mother was frightened when she joked, and my father laughed in a good mood for some reason because of the alcohol in it.

And one weekend of my birthday, I was dropped off by my mother and left my parents' house to say, come on, because I'm going to serve about a cake.

The next night, my sisters are going to my birthday party! Look forward to your present! and emailed, and at this age I thought it wouldn't even be celebrated, but I was glad.

(Gift, I've been looking forward to it a lot...)

Though there has been some change, I thought the mediocre day would continue.

I may or may not have gotten married in the future, and if I don't, I won't. I'll keep working taking care of my parents' old age.

I adored my sisters' children, and when I retired from work, I thought I should go into a nursing home before I got bogged down and have my sister give me a funeral at the end of the day. He was an infidel who had no intention of dying before his parents.

(Sorry, sorry......... sorry for being unfaithful and no good sister......)

Baby cries echoed in the room.

To a suddenly resounding cry, Nanny Meliá rushed back to the room.

He would be in a good mood after a meal. Crying is about crying at night, a boy who is always in a good mood as long as he is beside his favorite dog stuffed animal during the day. Even though crying was a workaholic baby, Hershelik, who didn't do much work, was really a handless baby, so much so that he was worried that he didn't have too many hands.

A baby like a mirror of a baby who eats well, sleeps well and laughs well.

As Melia rushed to her room, Hershelik was lying on her back on the carpet and cried with a bright red face.

"Dear Hershelik, Could you be hurt!?

Melia rushes up and tries to rub the likely back of her head. But there was no tumor, but rather a well-shaped back of the head.

As the baby rubbed her lifting back against herself so that she could lean on herself easily, her voice became smaller as she reacted to it. Melia leaks a soothing exhale to Hershelik, who is starting to calm down.

"Are you surprised you fell? Dear Hershelik."

Stand up with a sobbing hershelik in your arms and shake your body into small pieces.

"Look, your face turned red.

Take him to the standing mirror of equal size to show him. Hershelik was originally white, so the reddish cheeks were very noticeable.

Melia stands in front of the mirror and lets Hershelik peek into the mirror. Then his crying stopped perfectly.

As Merliah peered in because she stopped so suddenly as unnaturally, Hershelik was solidifying herself in a round. And with his own fingers, he is holding his cheeks that are dyed red.

"Dear Hershelik, it hurts to cling to your cheeks.

Meliá gently embarrassed you. Gently take your little hand off your cheek. But Hershelik kept his eyeballs round.

(... Seriously?

Ryoko was so surprised that she thought the tears she was shed would have pulled in, she lost her words.

It was precisely angels in the mirror.

A pale shade of salacious blonde hair has a neat face with emerald-like blue-eyes on its face. My skin was white and innocent and I could be sure that I would be an absolutely beautiful girl in the future.

A scholar teacher on TV I used to watch said that babies are born cute to be loved by everyone, but they are beyond that realm.

Ryoko is never a narcissist.

Now in my previous life, I was aware that I'd rather be down there about my appearance, and I hated being told about my appearance. When I was praised, I said, "What are you up to? I think."

However, when whispered by the target of the Otome game, he was also an unfortunate person whose face turned bright red and boring.

(Is this the world of otome games!?

In my heart Ryoko decides to gut pose.

I do apologize to my parents, and I miss seeing my sisters. I sympathize with the driver who killed me when I crossed with a blue light flashing and carried a priori called manslaughter.

As for the driver, when turning left, if there is a crosswalk, it is paused, and the person who has failed to check for pedestrians is also bad.

I didn't die liking myself, and Ryoko thinks we should leave each other alone.

Dead is dead, but luckily, with memories of his previous life, his second life begins literally.

(And with the looks of such a beautiful girl!

It's nothing. I don't hate the way you looked in your previous life. Because my mother gave birth to me so hard, and my father made so much money to raise me.

But, like the heroine of comics and the protagonist of otome games, anyone would admire the poor look for once. Even men will admire the protagonists and second characters who come to games and comics. Probably.

(Viva blonde blue-eyed! Thank you, God. Thank you very much.)

In my previous life, I didn't believe in God or anything, Ryoko, but I really appreciated it.

"Shall I change the amulet?

Yes, the nanny put the baby to bed and began to change her stomach with a familiar gesture.

(I'm just embarrassed even though I can't help it...... Yikes!?

Ryoko moves her neck and looks at her lower body. Then there was something there that was not in the previous life.

I've seen Sole live in Ryoko's memory about when I took a bath with my father until before I went to elementary school.

Yes, there was something in my groin that wasn't meant for women.

"Uhhhhhhhh!!!!

The cries of a baby in the room wooded again.

Thus, Ryoko Hayakawa was reincarnated into Hershelik, the seventh prince of the Gracis kingdom, who was mistaken for a beautiful blonde.