In My Second Life, I Could See My Skills, so the More I Trained, the More Peerless I Became

Three weeks have passed since Sumida-san, the Commissioner of the National Police Agency, paid a visit to my house, and my summer vacation will soon be over.

When I think back, it was a summer vacation that seemed to have nothing in particular except for the fact that I was kissed by Ichika-chan on the way home from the closing ceremony.

No, the truth is, a lot has happened.

For example, I was worried that my father and mother might not be able to continue their current jobs because of my name being mentioned, so I looked into their workplaces to verify their abilities as followers, and my mother was not being persecuted in any particular way, except for the occasional mention of “Yasu-kun is your kid, right?” to her coworkers at work.

My dad didn’t seem to have any friends at work who would know the names of my dad’s kids.

When I asked him about it, he said that his boss asked him a few questions and nothing special happened.

Well, that’s true, I didn’t do anything antisocial, and the number of injuries and deaths caused by the dungeon is pretty small on a national scale.

In addition, it’s not fair to say this, but if you don’t go to the dungeon, you won’t get hurt or die, so anyone who gets hurt there is half responsible for their own actions.

As such, it didn’t have much of an impact on the real lives of my parents and grandparents in a situation where my name was the only one being mentioned.

Also this summer vacation, Ichika-chan came with me only once when I went back to my grandparents’ house as usual (Grandpa always asked me if Yasu’s girlfriend would come when I didn’t take her), and we went to the beach as usual.

We met Ichika’s father at that sea

“Yasu-kun, are you dating Ichika?”

He asked me if I had any relationship with her, and I said yes, because I was afraid that if I hid it here, it might cause some complications later on.

“I’m not much of a guy, I used to play with all kinds of girls when I was younger, so there’s not much I can say, but I still want you to have a serious relationship with Ichika.”

I was bowed over.

I’ve heard that in …… her life before, Ichika’s home environment was rough because of this man’s affair, and I’m a little more convinced.

“Of course, if that …… Ichika-chan doesn’t turn me down, I’m willing to get married.”

I answered honestly.

I’m not very good at building relationships, and because of my intimidation, I don’t think I’ll ever have that kind of relationship with any girl other than Icchika-chan in the first place, nor would I want to.

Even though I was aware that it was heavy and weird, it was undeniably my true intention to spend the rest of my life with her.

Hearing my answer, Ichika-chan’s father laughed as if relieved, patted my head and said, “Yasukuni, you can call me your father-in-law,” I don’t know if he was joking or serious.

After that, to Ichika-chan

“Would you like to call him Yasushi-kun today?”

He seemed to be teasing her.

I mean, you heard me! I didn’t think she heard me, so I said it honestly. No, well, I don’t feel bad about it being known, but I was a little embarrassed.

So we made progress in the sense that the relationship between me as Ichika-chan’s boyfriend was approved by my parents (my father said something like “take care of Yasushi” in a drunken moment last year), and not only the police but also politicians, business people and media people visited my house, so I fought them all off.

I can’t call it nothing, but I can say that there was a lot going on, or rather, too much going on, and because of the flurry of activity, the “progress in my relationship with Ichika-chan,” which I had set my sights on before the summer break, has not progressed beyond the first kiss.

Oh, my God!

No matter how much I and Ichika have memories of our previous lives, our bodies are still 13 years old.

It is unhealthy to climb the stairs of adulthood at this age. …… There is still about one week of summer vacation left, but I still don’t want to get my hopes up.

When I was in such agony, I got a call from the junior high school.

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As it turned out, the order was to attend the newly laid out school for training useful professionals.

My parents aren’t poor, but they’re not wealthy either.

The school I took the entrance exam for was, oddly enough, a junior high school affiliated with a national university.

Yes, it is a national school, and because it is a national school, it is a school where the information of the government and the country is more readily available than in other schools.

To be honest, I could see this developing around the time the police commissioner and politicians started messing with us.

The homeroom teacher, who’s usually intimidated by me, said no when I said yes.

“Go, or I’ll lose my job. …… I have a family to support.”

He was half crying.     (ED: don’t remember if its a he or a she)

If I really refused, the rest of my junior high school life would be a straw mat.

Apart from that, I still don’t mind, but if I aimed at this life, I could aim for a school with a higher deviation value, otherwise I had the option of going to a school in the neighborhood without taking the exam. Despite this, I took the entrance exam for this school again because I had many happy memories of my previous life.

Besides, even Ichika-chan, not just me, feels unpleasant.

I mean, I practically had no choice but to say no.

To be honest, I don’t care one bit about a school that attracts students with useful professions, or rather, I don’t want to go to a school that seems to be full of people with bad habits.

I looked at Ichika-chan as if I was lost, and she was mouthing off.

“No matter what choice you make, I’ll stay by your side.”

And ……! It’s not fair that you can say something like that so easily.

For the hundredth time, I wonder how many times Ichika’s words have saved my life and made me fall in love with her all over again.

“I’m transferring to …….”

“If that’s the case, I’m changing schools too.”

“…… I’m really sorry, but I know that both Sashima and Kobayashi have been working very hard, so I’ll make sure that they at least have a decent learning environment, especially Kobayashi. It’s a shame that a good student like you has to transfer.”

…… What about me?

“Sashima’s a good student, but he’s a disappointment outside of that, so I hope you’ll support him well at his new school.”

Whoa, I’m more confident in my brains for this life, though?

The teacher looked very sad and apologetic, and my willingness to buy the fight that was sold to me was diminished.

“I’ll be rooting for you to do well at your new school.”

“It’s my pleasure. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

Ichika-chan stood and greeted him, and I bowed my head to follow suit.

And Ichika-chan and I will leave this school.

In this life, I attended the school for only three months, but in my previous life, I attended the school for three years, and I also have the memory of having taken the entrance exam with Ichika-chan in this life.

When I stepped over the threshold of the school gate, I felt a little sentimental thinking that I would never go to this school again.

“Ichika-chan.”

When I call her name, Ichika-chan looks at me silently, though I think she knows what I’m going to say or do.

No, that’s why I think it’s a sign that they won’t reject me that they see me like this.

“I like you, I love you. …… I’ll stay by your side no matter what choice you make.”

“Thank you.”

I kissed her for the second time in my life.