“Young master, what's the problem?”

“……E?”

Someone pulled my sleeve.

The scenery around me came into my eyes after a sensation of consciousness jumping for a moment, just before the call.

“E?”

The new"E?" has a different meaning from the previous "E?".

Why … am I here?

I looked around.

It feels like a hall in a mansion somewhere.

It looks like there are many people and they are having a party.

I was there for some reason, but I should have a dinner at the end of my work.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!?”

The third "E" was louder than the previous two.

 I Look at my body, open my palms and stare at it.

A… Am I a child?

I touch my soft face.

There are no wrinkles on the face or no beard!

No matter how politely you shave, there is no feeling of that jolly.

Rather, the skin is fresh! It 's smooth.

I was supposed to had a dinner at the end of work, but when I realized I was a child.

I don't know what it means to say it myself.

“What's up, Riamu.”

I heard someone voice from a distance.

At the moment, the frustration of the banquet went down a little.

When I thought of something, a woman by the side—  a maid said to me.

“Young master, your father is calling.”

“E?”

Following the line of sight that the maid looked at, there was a nobleman in the place where the greatest person in this place, which is a banquet hall, sits.

The aristocrat is staring at me with an eye that understands that his cheeks are red due to alcohol, and he is still in good spirits.

“Eh, uh… congratulations?”

I didn't know what it was, but I knew it was a great stuff, so I tried to say that for now.

Then, nobleman said,

“Yeah, enjoy yourself today.”

Like that.

For the time being, it's fine.

I was relieved to keep it inconspicuous.

Then look around, listen and collect information.

As a result of devoting to do that for thirty minutes, I have learned a few things.

First of all, my name is Riamu Hamilton.

He is the fifth son of the Hamilton family.

And this banquet is a banquet that was held because Hamilton's head family- a nobleman who had spoken to me earlier, had a daughter for the first time after five boys.

The banquet is held by Hamilton's head and wife, the side room that gave birth to the daughter, and five sons.

I know that.

I don't know … why I'm Riamu Hamilton.

Even after dawn, I remained Riamu.

It might have been a dream or an illusion, so I slept right after the banquet last night, but when I got up, I was still a 12 year old boy, Riamu.

I touch my face again on the bed.

Just a little sorry.

Beard is a testimony of a man.

For me, who is a baby face, there is a considerable difference in the work you can leave without a beard when you work.

A good job- a delicious job.

Jobs that require responsibility often have to behave properly.

I've been living that way for a long time, so I'm pretty anxious about having no beard.

“Good morning, young master Riamu.”

The door opened and a maid came in.

A young maid about 20 years old.

“Good morning.”

"Which would you like today?"

The maid showed me the wagon she was pushing.

There are three clothes on the wagon.

“Which one?  The one I can choose?”

“Yes.”

Why do I hear something like that? The maid made face like that.

I can choose the clothes I wear that day … really a noble…

There was no sign of going back, so I asked the maid about the current situation in order to better understand the current situation.

First up is yesterday's party.

Aristocrats can inherit that rank until the third generation.

The succession can be extended if the achievements for some country are given before the third generation is inherited.

The current owner, Riamu's father, Charles Hamilton, is the third generation.

If you do not make achievements on your own, you will become a commoner.

And the simplest of the achievements is that the daughter is chosen as the emperor's princess.

Charles, who had been aiming for it, had five boys in succession, and finally a daughter was born in the side room, so yesterday, he seems to have held a big party.

Thus, there were only two eldest sons and daughters in Charles's head.

“Well, we're still noble.”

Riamu's older brother Bruno laughed ironically.

It 's a nihilistic laughter that makes me smile when I think about 13 years of age.

The boys around this age are like this and they do not know the meaning.

The private school in town is with Bruno.

After changing into the morning and having breakfast, I came to this private school with Bruno.

When I already got some knowledge from the maid and asked, "What do you think about my sister?", The line just returned.

"That 's how I can go to private school, and every day after that."

“Do you feel free?”

"I 'm grateful and I'm not going to cry. It's also because of the nobility's body that I 'm not going to a private school. It's still the oldest nobility."

“The oldest noble?”

"It's just a long number of stacked bills, but the break is important."

“So that's it.”

I'm just a little bit more aware of the current situation.

Is it the oldest aristocrat … that could lead to an extension, nostalgic that banquet yesterday when my daughter was born.

The emperor and the prince are the first to see a low-profile woman, and then the family is built on a princess.

It was a commoner … a story that I know well.

I understand a lot.

I know …

Really … Why am I doing this?

What's going on with me and when can I come back?

What if I can't return?

“Hohohoho.”

An old man entered the room with a laughing voice.

It seems like people who have bad mouths who are so angry that they are so angry are blurry.

An old man like that.

"Both of you are here. Let 's start today's class."

"Okay, old man. I can't help but to try. “

Bruno felt like a nihilist, again with a fully enlightened feeling.

“Is that so?”

“Oh, I was born as fourth child, I just want to be able to enjoy my life by cutting it off.”

“…”

Take a break and enjoy life.

I wonder if I should do that too.

“Magic?”

Bruno looks suspicious to my question after a lesson.

“Yeah, I want to learn magic”

“You have changed”

Bruno is amazed, but of course there's a reason I'm saying this.

Magic is more "knowledge" than private schools.

The knowledge is "weapons", and most of them are monopolized by royalty and nobility.

As a commoner, I have a magical presence and I've seen the nobility used it, but I don't know how to use it or how to remember it.

When I heard Bruno's "take break and enjoy", I wanted to learn magic first.

“Is it bad?”

“Nothing is wrong. Was there a library in the mansion?”

“Yup.”

I don't really know, but I asked.

The existence of the library is obvious if it is "Riamu", and you can ask the maid somewhere later.

"There is a magic book there, so if you read it without knowing magic, there is only one magic talent out of a hundred, so I think it 's a wasteful effort."

Bruno left the private school until the end, with the character he had learned at Nihil.

When I heard about the library, I went straight back to the mansion.

There were some things that I was interested in for the first time, but now it's magic.

I thought so and went back to the mansion without shaking my eyes.

When I returned to the house, the maid greeted me.

“Welcome home, young master Riamu”

“Where is the library?”

“Uh …”

Don't you know? It was seen with a face like.

“That's good, follow me”

Perhaps it was because he was so excited that Bruno said that he could "see freely".

I couldn't listen to it in a long way, so I heard straight "where is the archive".

Although the maid is wondering, there is "young master" for the time being, the son of a nobleman even though it is a fifth son.

She guided me without hesitation.

A room with a majestic door.

Open the door and go inside.

When I opened it, it smelled strange.

“What is this smell?”

“It smells like a book. It's like a closed room with lots of books.”

“Oooh.”

After I knew the true smell of the book room, which was unrelated to the commoner, I went inside.

Look at the spine of the book on the bookshelf.

Find the book that I want.

Then I found a book titled “Beginner Flame Magic”.

I pick it up and open it.

Read from the first page.

At first, it was a sloppy introduction.

The magic of flames starts with anything, and raising the temperature is one of the simplest in magic, so one in every hundred people has the talent to use.

On the other hand, ice magic (although it is a flame magic book) was written as one talent per thousand because it is difficult to lower the temperature.

I skipped the whole area and turned over the page where it wrote how to do it.

At first it is from putting a flame like a candle on the raised fingertip.

How to concentrate, how to breathe, how to move your body …

It was written like that.

I practiced one by one.

Close your eyes and concentrate as written, and breathe like never before.

And as written in the book – put your power at your fingertips!

“-! It's magic!”

“Wow, congratulations!”

The maid who guided me so far applauded.

A fire like a fire candle that sways at the tip of your index finger.

And there were many other magical books-magic books that looked at the bookshelves.

I don't know what happened even now.

I learned magic and I can remember the future.

It was an aristocratic life that started without understanding the reason, but I was very excited.

TN: Translating this because I want to know if my translation (in Nod's) is bad or the Japanese in Nod's raw is harder than this one. Also you can help me by donate . Thank You.

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