The 'Item Box' That Only I Can Use Is Bugged - Chapter 2.1: My New Family
(Let’s take a moment to sort things out.)
From the information gathered around me, it’s clear that this is modern Japan.
There’s no element of fantasy here, and aside from being a six-year-old, there are no real issues.
I had assumed, based on the god’s final words, that I would be reincarnated into a challenging fantasy world.
But that worry was unfounded.
In modern Japan, the chances of encountering danger are slim, which is a relief.
(Well, I did long for another world, but I can’t be too picky about it.)
In a world filled with the frequent dangers found in stories, survival rates would naturally be low. In retrospect, being able to restart my life in modern Japan is more than enough luck.
Moreover, I feel how agile my body is. I can even jump around without getting winded.
“Wow, my body really is sturdy!”
It was exciting to realize that the first reincarnation perk had manifested.
With this body, I could aim to become an athlete. I might even try mountain climbing, which I had always wanted to do but couldn’t in my previous life due to my frail constitution.
I loved mountains. Their majestic presence gave me courage.
I had always dreamed of climbing Mount Fuji, Japan’s iconic peak, but my weak body had made it an unattainable wish.
But now, with proper preparation, I might actually achieve that dream.
I couldn’t contain my excitement.
(Oh, I wonder what my name is in this life…)
Suddenly, I was curious about my name in this life. Fuzzy memories of the past five years surfaced in my mind.
“…It’s the same name.”
Apparently, my name in this life is also Okinaga Satsuki.
It’s a familiar name, so I’m fine with it.
However, my parents are different from my previous life.
Just as I was thinking this, the door opened with a drawn-out voice saying, “I’m coming in~.”
The person who appeared was my current mother, Satsuki Aoi.
She had a gentle, kind atmosphere and a stunning figure, so much so that I felt a flutter in my chest.
(Calm down, she’s your mother!)
I told myself, watching as Aoi approached with a loving smile.
“Why are you staring at me so much? Oh, do you want a hug?”
Ignoring my consent, she easily lifted me up.
Her warmth and the softness typical of a woman were comforting.
The nostalgic feeling calmed my heart.
“Daddy will be home soon… Oh, speak of the devil.”
From the direction of the front door, I heard a man’s voice say, “I’m home.”
The man then walked over to us.
“Oh, you two are here. I’m home.”
“Welcome back, dear.”
I almost blurted out, “Who is this handsome guy?” But he was my dad.
He was a handsome, athletic man with a robust build.
According to my memories, he had made a name for himself in the World Swimming Championships.
Now, he had retired and was running a swimming school.
My father, Yuji, and my mother, Aoi, approached each other and shared a light kiss.
They seemed very much in love, which was reassuring.
After that, Yuji picked me up and we headed to the living room.
(This solid build feels incredibly reassuring.)
As I thought about how nice it would be to have such a sturdy physique, I was placed on the sofa in front of the TV.