Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Do you know something called reincarnation?

Lean carnation if you say it in English, Sansara where you say it in Sanskrit. If you're going to break it all down and chew it up and say it, well, it's called rebirth. That's easier to understand over here.

Die and get a new raw. What would you do if something like that happened?

"Ah."

I've never understood anything so far.

The first sound released in order to understand the current situation is a mumble that does not go through the core of the words. I don't have the voice I want.

Even more obviously, on the small hand, if you have difficulty moving, you will not move. I mean, it hardly works. I can't move it well spontaneously.

When this happens, everyone realizes something's wrong.

'Cause you will. If I had ever come through my life as an adult and if I realized I was going backwards against my baby, I would doubt my head. If the words were spoken freely. Oh, Jesus! That's enough to mourn.

Still, that's crazy.

It's weird being a baby, but I should be dead in the first place, right?

There's no such thing as a car crash and death. I was stormed by a car that ignored the signal and quickly traveled to the world of Yellow Springs. I only remember it hurting so much that it suddenly passed and I died. Funny thing is, he's dead now.

I mean, that's it, I seem to have fulfilled something called rebirth.

"You! Liz laughed!

"Is that true!

If my body were to move freely, my cheeks would have been hugely drawn.

It was apparently my parents who held me up... because they weren't Japanese, no matter what they thought.

I'm a beautiful kind of couple from a general ugly beauty perspective, but I'd like to penetrate a lot out of that hair color and eye color. Because my own father has red hair, which surprises my aunt in Osaka.

However, it is not artificial, but a shade that is deep enough to even seem natural and beautiful. It fits perfectly with your face and is not uncomfortable.

The mother says, a thin ivory color with pigments. This suits you now. First of all, I can't see it in Japan.

Liz, it's your dad.

A fatherly man rubs his cheeks with his red eyes close and this again with a masterful look. I can't believe I'm this guy's daughter...... she's my daughter, right? You're not my son, are you? It has been established that it is a child.

Apparently my name is Liz. You've also confirmed that you're not Japanese. Although I have a fierce and unpleasant feeling about it, I can't say anything because it hasn't yet turned up as evidence in reality.

The second father comes looking at me with a shitty, radiant look. Perhaps you were born desirable, I am. I was born to be loved.

... I also feel a little pathetic about my parents. This, the contents have grown children. I'll keep it a secret, of course.

"Whoa, did you find out about me?

"Right."

"Selene, you know Liz is my father!

"My kid's a smart kid!

You must be a parent idiot, these people. I know you're a parent idiot at this stage. I'm going to be drowned, if I'm being childish.

My parents laugh happily again when I have to loosen my expression to do that childlike thing.

Really, you must be a child, born beloved.

...... then I would like to respond to that affection. Even if my own adult age eats, it doesn't change the fact that these people have begotten me.

As long as they take care of me, I will admire them too.

"Besides, this potential magic power... it's not my dream to succeed us as court magicians."

... Yeah, I also feel like some obviously unusual word popped up, but I don't know. I'm an adorable baby, I don't know such a fantastic thing. I don't know.