Having Reincarnated a Million Times I Won’t Let My Guard Down Even in a Peaceful World

100: Exciting Animal Interaction Park

It was a monster house!

Officially called the “Exciting Animal Interaction Park,” it was a place where you could casually interact with various creatures.

On a pleasant day during the long vacation in May, I visited this “Exciting Animal Interaction Park” with my family. The reason, of course, was to interact with animals.

I had already told my wife and daughter beforehand.

Listen, both of you. It was my wish to come to this “Exciting Animal Interaction Park.” So I… I want to interact with animals I like. I came here to fulfill my wish.

My wife nodded quietly, and my daughter nodded in the same way.

Damn, they really resemble each other.

I wanted my daughter to resemble me if possible… but both my daughter, Sara, and my wife, Milim, are beastmen. I try not to dwell on racial issues because it’s exhausting just hearing about them, but in this case, I can’t help but feel the barrier of race.

Next time, I’ll prepare some animal ears and tail for myself… silently thinking that, I bought tickets for all three of us and entered the park.

The slime I was looking for was kept indoors, but the outdoor area, which occupies about seventy percent of the park, is home to a wide variety of creatures.

Among the animals kept outdoors, the most popular ones are small animals like rabbits and animals that you can “ride.”

Among them, the boy popularity of the “Horse Lizard” is insane. Well, the Horse Lizard looks like a “rideable dinosaur,” so it’s no wonder boys like it.

As for me… I don’t have good memories with dinosaurs, so I’ll pass (※ Besides, adults can’t experience riding).

Well, strictly speaking, the one I have bad memories with wasn’t a “dinosaur”… yes, it was a memory from the world I once lived in.

There, creatures resembling dinosaurs were striding about. These creatures formed what seemed like a single nation, but the “inequality by birth” was severe. Naturally, I found myself at the very bottom as a weakling.

By the way, this “inequality” was basically the idea that “those born into a bigger species are stronger.” It was a matter of philosophy and belief, or even something beyond that, and there was nothing we could do about it.

In that world, where the feeling of despair was overwhelming, dinosaur-like creatures were no good.

Let’s quickly head to the slime breeding area… I tried to pass through the lizard space in a hurry.

But…

“Oh?”

Sarah showed interest in the lizards!

I said to Sarah in my arms… Sarah, Papa doesn’t like big reptiles. They give me this feeling like I’ll be bullied and killed. They may seem bold, but they’re surprisingly cunning. They have a mean personality. Look, their eyes have this cold, emotionless gaze…

But Sarah was fascinated by the lizards and resisted when I tried to move away.

I attempted to reason with her… but three-year-old Sarah struggled forcefully, trying to wriggle out of my arms. Oh no, what is this? A three-year-old is so strong… She’s thrashing around. Screaming. She’s about to escape from my arms and jump towards the lizards.

Uh-oh, Sarah is screaming so loudly that people are starting to pay attention…

But I remain calm. My wealth of life experience is not for show.

With my natural composure, I observed Sarah’s struggle, screams, and the situation of people looking at us. In the midst of that chaos, there was a near-thirty-year-old newbie dad who was flustered by a child throwing a tantrum. How amusing.

However, observing the situation doesn’t solve anything.

Alright, alright… I’ll demonstrate my adult composure.

Sarah, I understand. I get that you want to ride the lizards. It would have been easier if you showed interest in rabbits or small animals, but well, we’re past the times of saying “because you’re a girl” or anything like that.

If you really want to interact with the lizards that badly, I’ll accommodate your request.

However, life is an equal exchange. If you want to be selfish and insist on riding the lizards, I’ll also assert my own selfishness. Got it?

By the way, Sarah ignored my words and continued screaming.

A three-year-old…!

Words don’t get through…!

Oh well. I’ll resort to my trump card.

Sarah! Strike a princess pose!

And just like that, Sarah, who was thrashing around, instantly transitioned into a princess pose.

For some reason, she reflexively follows this command. And when I make her strike the pose, her screaming stops for a moment.

And so, I ask the Sarah in a princess pose… Do you want to ride the lizards?

“I do.”

I see. But Papa doesn’t like those creatures.

“I do want to.”

Okay, I understand. Let’s try making a “request.” Instead of saying “I do want to,” can you ask, “Can I ride them?” Will you give it a try?

“Can I ride it?”

Well, I can’t help it. Go ahead.

I gave in.

I put Sara down on the ground, held her hand, and lined up for the Umato Lizard riding queue.

As the line shortened and the Umato Lizard approached, I still felt a sense of disgust…

Well, I can’t help it.

I came here to fulfill my wish of ‘interacting with my favorite animal’ as a hobby of mine…

My favorite animal is ‘humanity’… and my daughter loves it the most, so I can’t help it.