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

97: First Time in Life?

Anna-san’s husband was a handsome guy (and he exuded a kind aura) who could be instantly recognized as someone who “has it all.” Despite feeling a strange jealousy, we headed home.

Returning home and taking a breather at the dining table had become routine, and at this moment, we, as a couple, lacked the energy to stop Sarah from climbing onto the table.

Well, attending a wedding with a child is something we’ve gotten used to, even though it’s tiring.

Or rather, Sarah seemed to be more accustomed to it than me. She’s really quiet and obedient outside.

She has a high learning ability and is physically active.

In fact, she quickly grasps things… It’s as if she’s already had countless experiences, almost like this isn’t her first life…

I have a bad feeling.

Could it be… is Sarah a reincarnated person from another world?

With that suspicion in mind, I spoke to Sarah in the foreign language I remembered from the other world as much as my vocal cords would allow…

But Sarah only responds with a cheerful smile and doesn’t react to the foreign language.

It’s also possible that she comes from another world with a language system I don’t know, or maybe Sarah is wary of me.

I consulted Milim.

Maybe my child is too much of a genius, so it’s possible that she’s already on her second life or beyond.

“No… I don’t think it’s like that… It’s not like Rex,” Milim said.

◈ Milim seems to accept the fact that I am a reincarnator.

It’s honestly a bit dubious if she believes that… but based on her current statement, it seems that Milim is casually accepting the concept of “reincarnation into another world.”

“How exactly do you define a genius?”

It’s tricky when asked for specifics.

It’s not just about actions… like being exceptionally skilled at using a spoon, for instance.

Even before turning three, she never threw her meals with a spoon.

It’s definitely a movement that suggests she knew how to use tableware from the very beginning.

“Hmm… nah, at first, I used the spoon like a slingshot. I’d throw food around. You saw it too, right, Rex?”

Did I?

According to my memory, it’s supposed to be ‘perfect from the start’…

…!?

Could it be interfering with my memories!?

“I’m not… Rex only remembers what he wants to remember so…”

Milim brought up my ‘selective memory episode.’

It covered a wide range of things—some stories I heard from my mother were mixed in. There was even a time in my life when I apparently forgot about Anna.

I have never forgotten Anna in my life…

But my mother recounted, ‘Rex looked at Anna with a “who is this person?” expression, and that made Anna upset.’

I wasn’t involved in that story…

In fact, my wife and mother get along so well, they apparently meet on “childcare stress relief days” and talk about my childhood.

It’s a scary gathering. I’m torn between wanting to watch from afar or not wanting to see it at all…

“Anyway, Rex has always had a tendency to go into overdrive when his thought process kicks in…”

Milim began to talk dispassionately about ‘Rex from Milim’s perspective.’

It was a story about me that I wasn’t even aware of.

Firstly, it seems that in society, I am perceived as someone who ‘occasionally stops talking in the middle of a conversation.’

Furthermore, I apparently also tend to be someone who ‘stays silent for a while and then starts saying strange things.’

Hence, I seem to be viewed as a person who ‘acts on a whim.’

I have also been described as someone for whom ‘silence is intimidating (in a good way).’

(In a good way), what’s that supposed to mean?

“…When you crush a fully inflated bag, it makes a ‘pop’ sound, right? Doesn’t the time spent crushing it before it goes ‘pop’ make you feel nervous?”

Wait, is that your response to my recent question?

“そう”

Mirim sometimes uses expressions that are a little hard to understand.

Sometimes, she lacks a subject, or maybe she wasn’t good at Japanese.

“But anyway, Rex is completely different, so you don’t need to worry about that.”

Mirim doesn’t make strong assertions often.

She often adds phrases like “maybe” or “I think” at the end of her statements, creating ambiguity.

Since she firmly says that there’s no need to worry, there must be some basis for her explanation that is hard to explain to me.

However, there was a sentence that I had to pursue.

Sarah and I are completely different?

Don’t we have similar nose bridges?

“The nose bridge… belongs to me… The eyes too… belong to me… It’s me.”

No, the nose… belongs to me, right?

Sarah and I stared at each other.

And then…

The first fight of our married life began.