From the middle of a deep darkness… I slowly woke up.

I woke up…Or that was the expectation.

As I opened my eyes, no image connected at all, the world was completely blurred and distorted.

And not only that. My limbs don"t listen to what I say, I don"t have the strength to move them.

No, it"s not only my limbs. My head… My whole body wouldn"t move at all.

Now that I think about it, my situation before I lost consciousness was really terrible.

The orphanage"s priest started summoning the Devil, and obtained success by sacrificing a lot of children.

However, as we came to interrupt him, the priest failed to complete his goal and was killed by me.

That was good, but I couldn"t leave the Devil who became free after losing its summoner alone.

At that time, behind me was the cowered children and Cortina, who didn"t know close distance combat.

I didn"t go to fight.

I ordered Cortina to run away quickly, so that I could enter into a battle with the Devil alone.

As always, she also grasped the situation instantaneously and left saying she"d call for help.

She"s powerless, so it"d be hard to escape while carrying the children. Because about ten children had survived.

I could barely defeat the Devil, but I broke my left arm and right leg and got a large cut from my chest to my abdomen as a result.

In that state—Still breathing was a great luck.

According to the words of that self-proclaimed G.o.d I should have returned to this world again, but… My voice doesn"t come out and I can"t move my limbs either.

—What happened?!

"Fugyaaaaaa!"

I tried to voice words, but could only raise an odd scream that was like a kitten"s cry.

Before long I felt like my face was wiped with something warm, and then something soft was pressed against my mouth.

I instinctively sucked from it and swallowed something sweet.

And then, with my stomach full, I sink into sleep once again.

I could finally understand what happened a few days later.

I was—reborn as a baby.

This was the unfair means that G.o.d said. In other words, it was a taboo to resurrect, but starting a new life reborn as a baby was acceptable, right?

Moreover, I realized my vision is stabilizing…

"Good morning, Nicole. You woke up early today."

Opening my eyes as I woke up, I noticed a beautiful woman bringing my mouth close to her chest—That was Maria.

Yes, my companion who was once called a saint.

And the person she called Nicole is…me.

That is to say, I was reborn as my former companion"s child.

Reincarnation magic is the highest rank sacred technique.

However, the person himself can only confirm if the magic worked, and it"s a magic that has the questionable effect that you don"t know where you will be reincarnated.

That means, Maria would never know I am her former companion, Raid.

That"s why, she pushes her vulnerable breast against me. If she knew that I am Raid, she"d give an unthinkable action.

If I was careless, I"d be sent flying with one slap. Her sense of virtue is very intense.

One time when I was trying to peep with Lyel she gave us divine punishment with a magic attack called "Vanishing", I seriously though I"d die.

Besides, Coltina was waiting exactly on our escape route so we easily experienced arrest.

It"s a thing called youthful indiscretion.

"Fugyuuuu"

I raised a groan, refusing to eat.

I still don"t have enough muscle to move my neck.

And, no matter how much I suck my former companion"s breast, I can"t maintain a shameless face.

More than anything, I"m afraid of being exposed.

"Ugyuu. Fuaaaa"

"Ara, is your stomach okay? Nicole isn"t eating much. I"m a little worried."

Since I reincarnated as a baby, I haven"t taken enough meal from this person.

No, Maria is honestly an extraordinary beautiful woman, but it can"t be helped since my ego has wakened.

If it was an unknown woman, I might really suck it while feigning ignorance.

But it"s me.

She"s a companion who has gone through a lot with me before the death line.

And while we are at it, her husband is that Lyel.

A companion who fought together, a rival, and a man who embodied the "figure of a hero" that I couldn"t reach.

With which face I"d suck his wife"s chest?

That"s why I entered a hunger strike voluntarily.

As I didn"t drink Maria"s breast milk, she got in a dire situation with my childcare.

I think it"s bad, but I can"t give in.

After all, she managed to barely maintain my life by giving me moderately warmed cow"s milk.

Today as well, I was being feed up with a wet cotton in milk in my mouth, meanwhile Lyel got up.

"Good morning, Maria. And Nicole too."

Saying that, he embraced Maria who was holding me, and exchanged a pa.s.sionate kiss with her early in the morning.

And then a similar kiss—Really uncomfortable—in my cheek.

"Fuaaaaaaaaauuuu!"

"Ara, are you angry? Perhaps Nicole dislikes Papa?"

"WhWhat?!"

As I showed intention of resistance, Maria tells the cruel truth without malice.

In fact, I didn"t like Lyel.

After all, it can be said my position as a hero was not yearned for. Instead, he had a far more strong admiration than most people.

Strong and resolute swordsman who was representative of the heroes. That admired strength was something I wished for.

However, I didn"t have that talent. Even so, I couldn"t give up.

That"s why I fight without relying on the sword, and built my way of fighting using creativity and scheming.

For someone like me, Lyel who embodies the image of my ideal hero, was a man that stirs up very complicated emotions in me.

He who is someone I rely on, he who is someone I admire, he who is the companion whose I hold unpleasant feelings.

Receiving a kiss on the cheek from such companion, I remember feeling like my spine foamed.

After the shock he received, Lyel went out to the garden with a dejected face to swing the sword.

From the window, I can see a type of daily routine flowing there.

The moves were powerful, elegant and sharp.

There was the figure of a hero that was my dream.

In my other life, I was powerless and lacked endurance, I couldn"t fight that way.

But now, an electric current dashes over my body and makes me tremble.

That"s right, this body is Lyel and Maria"s child.

In other words, I may inherit Lyel"s strength and Maria"s magical power.

If it"s the actual me, I may be able to become a swordsman. The existence that could be my guide is right in front of my eyes.

I might be able to follow the path of a swordsman that was once my goal and I failed to reach.

No, if I inherit Maria"s magical power, there"s also the possibility of the path of a magic swordsman opening up.

"Nyaaauuu!"

I raised my hand while expressing joy.

However, I have too little strength, so I was barely able to bring my short arm in front of my face.

"Oh, maybe Nicole likes to watch your father"s sword? Actually you want to depend on him, right?"

Misunderstanding my att.i.tude, Maria pokes my cheek *Puni* *Puni*.

Speaking of which, she was the kind of person who constantly misunderstand things like this.