… Unbelievable . I, Cristea Ellisfeed has recalled the memories of my past life… moreover, it seems that in my past life, I was a resident of a country called Japan in a different world…!

Because I have recalled the memories of my past life, the shock of the information volume caused the eight years old me to suffer from fever and I have stayed in bed for a few days… no, was that perhaps a developmental fever, I wonder…

I, who finally recovered from the memory confusion and high fever could afford to slowly think about my past life .

… Just kidding~ I have completely recalled it all! My past self was a Japanese . A downtown living office lady . Light novel loving and a slight otaku? I mean, in this chaotic situation, my first thoughts were「Ah… is this the so-called different world reincarnation…? The world-famous light novel thing!!!?」after all .

The memories of Cristea who just became eight years old and the memories of my past life are still somewhat chaotic, it was as if I suddenly remembered something I forgot all at once and even now, I’m still feeling giddy and unsteady .

Why did my past self die again…?? If I’m not mistaken, I went on my way from work into a supermarket to buy ingredients for takoyaki, so I could eat to my heart’s content when I returned home! Ah, while I was feeling all merry a car has… rammed into me… They couldn’t save me from that, huh… dispirited . Otousan, Okaasan, everyone must have been sad… I’m sorry for being unfilial . It was instant, so I have close to no memory of the pain .

While I was revisiting the place that was the end of my past life, my personal maid Miria arrived .

「Cristesama, how do you feel? You don’t seem to have a fever anymore, however… you don’t seem well」

Miria said worriedly while putting her hand on my forehead . Her chilly hand felt pleasant .

「No, I’m fine now . Thank you for nursing me」

When I smiled and tried to get out of the bed, Miria stopped me .

「You mustn’t . Please, rest for a little longer」

She said it with a tone as if she were saying “No!” but I clearly understand her concern . The seven years older Miria is like my reliable older sister . She’s a bit… no, she’s considerably overprotective though .

「Fufu, I understand . Miria is prone to worrying after all . I’m thirsty, get me some water please」 「Certainly . Isn’t your stomach empty? Should I bring you soup or something?」

While asking such, Miria poured water from a jug that was placed on a side table into a cup and handed it over to me .

「Yeah . Please do that」

When taking a sip, I tasted a light aroma of refreshing citrus .

… Unbelievable . I, Cristea Ellisfeed has recalled the memories of my past life… moreover, it seems that in my past life, I was a resident of a country called Japan in a different world…!. . .

Because I have recalled the memories of my past life, the shock of the information volume caused the eight years old me to suffer from fever and I have stayed in bed for a few days… no, was that perhaps a developmental fever, I wonder….

I, who finally recovered from the memory confusion and high fever could afford to slowly think about my past life

… Just kidding~ I have completely recalled it all! My past self was a Japanese . A downtown living office lady . Light novel loving and a slight otaku? I mean, in this chaotic situation, my first thoughts were「Ah… is this the so-called different world reincarnation…? The world-famous light novel thing!!!?」after all . .

The memories of Cristea who just became eight years old and the memories of my past life are still somewhat chaotic, it was as if I suddenly remembered something I forgot all at once and even now, I’m still feeling giddy and unsteady

Why did my past self die again…?? If I’m not mistaken, I went on my way from work into a supermarket to buy ingredients for takoyaki, so I could eat to my heart’s content when I returned home! Ah, while I was feeling all merry a car has… rammed into me… They couldn’t save me from that, huh… dispirited . Otousan, Okaasan, everyone must have been sad… I’m sorry for being unfilial . It was instant, so I have close to no memory of the pain

While I was revisiting the place that was the end of my past life, my personal maid Miria arrived . .

「Cristesama, how do you feel? You don’t seem to have a fever anymore, however… you don’t seem well」.

Miria said worriedly while putting her hand on my forehead . Her chilly hand felt pleasant

「No, I’m fine now . Thank you for nursing me」.

When I smiled and tried to get out of the bed, Miria stopped me

「You mustn’t . Please, rest for a little longer」.

She said it with a tone as if she were saying “No!” but I clearly understand her concern . The seven years older Miria is like my reliable older sister . She’s a bit… no, she’s considerably overprotective though

「Fufu, I understand . Miria is prone to worrying after all . I’m thirsty, get me some water please」 「Certainly . Isn’t your stomach empty? Should I bring you soup or something?」.

While asking such, Miria poured water from a jug that was placed on a side table into a cup and handed it over to me

「Yeah . Please do that」.

When taking a sip, I tasted a light aroma of refreshing citrus