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Author note :
"Warning.
This chapter is one of the most graphic in the story, containing highly intense depictions of gore, and in some places, suggestive sexual expressions. Some readers may experience psychological stress.
For those who do not wish to see excessively brutal descriptions directly, I recommend reading the summary instead: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n6359da/3/
Additionally, for those who still choose to proceed, I will include individual warnings before particularly graphic scenes."
A gentle breeze caresses my cheeks. There is a hint of vibrant humidity and a fresh scent of plants. It feels somewhat nostalgic. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
A small spark of consciousness lit up inside my head. I quickly woke up from my deep sleep due to the stimulations I sensed. Just like a ripple from the center of the pond gradually reaching the shore, a faint awakening slowly spreads throughout my entire brain. I checked the condition of my arms, legs, and eyelids from there.
It seems like this body is still sleepy. My eyelids feel heavy. No, it’s because I was not properly awake yet. It won’t matter once I wake up. The sunlight already pierces through my eyelids, urging me to wake up.
I decisively opened my eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was the clear, blue sky. Thin white clouds covered the sky, gradually drifting and being blown by the wind. It was a common scenery you can find anywhere, but it never made me so happy.
Moving my sight diagonally to the left, a farmland spread out over there. The whole surface area is a wheat field. They are still fresh and green but they have grown tall. I wonder when is the harvest time? With each gust of wind blowing - still carrying a slight chill in it - the wheat field gently sways along.
Nice. A scenery I truly like. Come to think of it, ever since I started living in Tokyo, I never had the chance to come in contact with nature. I want to walk around here a bit.
Thinking like that, I tried kicking my legs around......eh?
I can’t move that well.
First of all, I can’t get up. I can’t stand on my legs.
It’s the same with my arms. I feel like I've become awfully clumsy. I can’t move as I like and I can’t put any strength into my body.
I tried to at least sit up, but my head is extremely heavy and I can’t even do that. What, the heck is this?
「××××××××××!」
I can hear a woman’s voice coming from right above me. It sounds like a foreign language, and I completely have no idea what it means. I lean back and take a look in that direction.
It was a young woman. This woman is holding me in her arms. But, just how big is she.....no.
Mustering all my strength, I somehow managed to lift both of my arms. Then, I bring my fingers in front of me.
It was a baby’s fingers.
「××××××××××」
The woman smiled while she looked at me.
Right. I was reincarnated.
Even so, is this woman my mother, I wonder? She’s too young, all things considered. Seeing her face alone, she has the charm and allure, she looks strong-willed and frivolous.....according to my previous life’s memories, she has an expression of a woman who likes to mess around. So it’s possible she’s not my mother, maybe her little sister or some other relative.
As for her appearance, she couldn’t be called wealthy even as a compliment. It’s the same with her clothes, and it might be the same with mine, but the fabric is awfully shabby. From the perspective of someone who was used to the neat textiles of modern Japan, it gave the impression of an ugly and poorly made item. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
Moreover, this woman, even though she’s this sexy, is hardly wearing any makeup. There are traces of a tan on her skin. I wonder if she’s a peasant from around here. Her hair color appears to be brown. I’m sure this color must be normal around here.
There are two things that can be inferred from this information.
First, the area of the world I reincarnated into has a level of civilization several grades lower than the of present-day Japan. There was no agricultural machine like a tractor to be seen on the farmland or vehicles like cars, nor were there paved roads that looked like they could be used by such vehicles.
And the family I reincarnated into is possibly a commoner. I can’t completely deny the possibility that the woman holding me is actually not my mother, but a wet nurse or a maid from a wealthy family but even so, I would have wear something beter than this if I were the child of someone with his social status and wealth.
Meaning, I - who came from modern Japan - moved to a poor countryside and in a situation where I wouldn’t be able to sneak out of it. This is troublesome. I can’t expect to see a convenience store or manga in this world either. What should I look forward to in life then?
But, it’s not all that bad. For starters, there doesn’t seem to be any problem, although there is a sense of discomfort. The body of my previous life has been worn down due to doing exhausting work over and over again, so being able to reset that is quite satisfying.
The only thing that bothers me is my eyesight. Generally, newborn babies do not have good vision to see things properly. There’s nothing wrong with my eyeballs but my brain is still not yet developed. With that in mind, I wonder what my current state feels like. My brain might have become a mix of an adult and a child.
After that is.....
Right, the important that.
Just what kind of psychic ability did I gain from that ‘World’s Fragment’?
Let’s try to use it immediately.
……haaaa!
Nothing happens.
Or rather, I don’t even know the psychic abilities I acquired.
Let’s calm down and think about it. I wished for the ability to cut, plunder, and add something to it. So, I should have gotten the ability to cut.
For example, the cart before me. The wheels are not made of rubber, as it was completely made of wood but....let’s try to cut it in half. Haaa!
.......there was only a gentle breeze blowing past.
No, the hurdle was set too high all of a sudden.
Let’s do something simpler. An old, worn-out rope has been left on the cart. It’s tattered in places, and it looks like it’s going to snap if you pull on it with a bit of force. Let’s try and pull that rope. Haaa!
......there wasn’t even a gentle breeze blowing. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
Come to think of it, that black haired man said it.
Although I could get a psychic ability from that World’s Fragment, it won’t necessarily manifest immediately. Although it won’t necessarily manifest, he said that there’s a high probability that I can get something.
Huh? Isn’t this quite bothersome?
Let’s say that this World’s Fragment were to come to me 5 years later and grant me an incredible psychic ability. Who is going to tell me about it then?
Is it that black-haired man? No, that’s impossible. He said that he couldn’t mark me because I jumped down into this world. If that is true, then the only thing he knows is that I have reincarnated into this world. He will be completely clueless about what I look like, where, or what I am doing now.
In other words, I have to figure out the psychic ability by myself. I wish for the ability to 「Cut」 「Plunder」 and 「Add」 things, but I have to always prepare myself about those abilities, wondering if something related to them will manifest. But, I really have not the slightest idea in what shape or form those wishes will be realized. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
Even if I receive the ability, I don’t know when it will arrive or how to use it, so there’s no way for me to use it. It will be great if I know the trigger or occasion that allowed me to accidentally discover what kind of ability I have or how to use it, but if I don’t have that kind of luck.....I will end up spending the rest of my life just as an ordinary peasant in this obviously poor rural farming area.
No, but farmer is good, isn’t it? I can work every day while feeling the clean water and air, and also the warmth of the land. It’s not bad. All the peasants will be angry at me if I complain about this condition. It’s just that it’s probably often lacking compared to modern Japan in various ways, and I would have to prepare myself and endure it mentally.
Goodness. I thought I had properly checked things out before jumping here but it seems like there are a lot of things that escape and slip my mind.
Perhaps it’s because I had been looking all around. The woman holding me stood up and started walking toward what I assumed to be her wooden house.
The structure of the house, according to my previous life’s sense, was as expected a Western-style. But still, as the house of a farmer, this house shouldn’t have that much difference in functionality. There is a difference in steps compared to a Japanese-style house, and you enter the house without taking off your shoes; everything else is a matter of outward appearance.
The large room near the entrance, which also serves as a dining area, was dimly lit. It was obvious, but the windows had no such thing as glass. Sunlight shines in from the half-opened wooden board. There are several chairs arranged around a wooden table. Whether their size or shape, they are irregular. The woman then sat in the largest chair with cushions placed there.
Even though she walked a short distance, her breathing was a bit labored. The cause of her declining stamina.....I guess she is my mother after all. I don’t know how long it has been since she gave birth to me, but I wonder if it’s alright for her to move around like this. Besides, is there really no one taking care of her? It’s not like a nuclear family in modern Japan so I wonder if she had no relatives?
A little while later, a trio of women paid us a visit. 2 young and 1 old. The 3 of them are wearing a sooty gray one-piece. In other words, in terms of status, they are probably the same as the woman holding me.
I don’t really understand the meaning of the words being exchanged, but it looks like instructions from their elder. The older woman has a low, monotonous voice, and she kept on talking. And whenever something happened, the two young women would stand up from their seats to take care of it.
Even so, the atmosphere is not bright. Those three are my mother’s relatives? From the standpoint of a Japanese person, no matter what the reason for the visit is, the first thing people would do in this kind of situation would be to approach the baby and say something like 「So cutee」 while smiling, right?
But no, maybe the culture here is different. When you think about it carefully, this is the current level of civilization. There is probably no such thing as antibiotics here, and the mortality rate among babies and preschool children would be high. In that case, it might seem that showering children with a lot of love as soon as they are born is something seen as taboo in the first place. S,o being overly attached to your son who might soon die might be seen to be something that brings a negative impact emotionally.
One of the women entered the kitchen and seemed to be doing something. Meanwhile, the other woman from the three is still holding me and sitting on a chair without doing anything. This is almost certain. This woman looks to be my mother. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
I guess what should be done has been done. The women stood up from their seats and were about to leave the room. At that moment, the 3 women’s gaze gathered on me.
……what?
I feel like they are looking at me with awfully cold gazes. But I’m just a newborn, what could I have possibly done?
After those women left, this woman, who seems to be my mother, relaxed on the chair for a while, but once she noticed the sound of footsteps approaching, her body tensed up. The sounds of someone walking with big steps.....it’s the sound of a man’s footsteps.
With loud footsteps, a man stepped into the room with no hesitation. The man wears a faded pea green outerwear and brown pants that are losing their color. Also, he’s wearing old leather boots. At a glance, it’s clear he has a large, muscular physique, but….
Who is he? Judging by his appearance alone, he seems to be older to be her husband. He’s around 40 years old. On the other hand, this mother-like woman could still pass for being in her 20s. So, is he her father?
However, they don’t look alike. Their hair is the same brown color, but it’s also the same with the women from before so it couldn’t be a good standard to judge.
Just that, there are other common features with them. That is.....
The look in his eyes as soon as he sees me.
The man glared at me once and then took big strides toward the woman. They exchange a few, brief words. The woman looks sulky and turns away. It was sudden.
A dry sound was heard. The man’s rough and bony hand struck the woman’s cheek.
The woman was calm after being hit. It’s as if she’s already used to such things. She didn’t yell in anger or fight back, just looking at the man with contempt and hatred in her eyes.
The man seemed to feel better after hitting the woman once. Not wanting to concern himself with the woman any longer, he stepped into the kitchen. The woman questioned his actions and spoke to him loudly. However, the man ignored her. There were the sounds of pieces of furniture being overturned.
After some time, the man showed up. He’s about to leave the room just like that. He held a bottle in his hand.
The woman criticises him again. The man shouted in anger. Then, he pulled out the cork of the bottle with his bare hands and ostentatiously drank the liquid inside the bottle.
The man then covered the bottle and left the house without saying anything. The woman's shrill cries were thrown at his back but the man didn’t care.
This is.....that, huh.
This is a familiar sight from my previous life, a world I knew all too well.
But, to think I end up with the same experience again.
What should I do? Things didn’t look good as soon as I was born in this world. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
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