The 'Item Box' That Only I Can Use Is Bugged - Chapter 6.2: School Is About To Start, Right?

This meant he could gather information online and have entertainment.

Elated by the prospect of getting a smartphone, his excitement peaked when he learned dinner was curry.

Curry had always been his favorite, and he often cooked it himself in his previous life.

He was passionate about it, mixing his own spices for a unique flavor and visiting various curry restaurants for research.

He didn’t disdain store-bought curry either.

Each variety had its own charm and deliciousness.

Plus, there were many ways to enjoy instant curry, like mixing it or adding seasonings.

Someday, he hoped to explore the curry restaurants in this world too.

In high spirits, he took a bath with Yuji.

They chatted about trivial matters, and after about fifteen minutes, they emerged to find the table already set for dinner.

The tantalizing aroma of curry filled the room, causing Okinaga’s mouth to water.

He quickly sat down, said his thanks, and began to eat.

Curry is the quintessential homemade dish, and Aoi’s version was a thick, fruity blend, likely containing honey and apples.

It clung beautifully to the white rice and tasted delicious.

“Speaking of which, Okinaga’s starting elementary school soon,” Aoi mentioned.

“Is it next Monday?” Yuji asked.

“Yes, it is. Today is Sunday, so it’s a week away,” she confirmed.

Hearing this, Okinaga’s mood dipped slightly.

He wasn’t thrilled about going through elementary school again.

In his previous life, he had graduated from university and survived the grueling entrance exams.

Going back to elementary school seemed tedious.

(Still, I should make the most of this opportunity.)

To fit in, he realized he needed to catch up on current trends and behave more like a child.

In his previous life, he didn’t use polite language with adults, but now he found himself considering manners and etiquette.

However, there were polite children, so it might not be a big issue.

Thinking ahead, Okinaga planned to “collect” various items from school.

There would be supplies and equipment not available at home, particularly science-related chemicals and apparatus, which he looked forward to acquiring.

“Aoi, have you prepared the camera for the entrance ceremony?” Yuji asked.

“Of course! My mirrorless camera is ready to capture Okinaga’s big moment!”

“Wow, Yuji, you’re so cool!” Aoi gushed.

“Right?” Yuji grinned proudly.

Although Okinaga felt a smartphone camera would suffice, he understood the sentimental value of a dedicated camera.

Okinaga had already graduated from kindergarten.

He hadn’t made many friends there, possibly due to a lack of social skills, but he hoped to make friends if any of his kindergarten classmates were in the same elementary school.

After dinner, Okinaga relaxed on the sofa with Yuji, watching TV.

“Dad, you start work again tomorrow, right?” Okinaga asked.

“Yes, I do.”

“Are there a lot of students at the swimming school?”

“Yes, from elderly folks to kids like you.”

“Kids like me… But I don’t swim, do I?”

“What? Didn’t you quit because you didn’t like it?” Yuji recalled.

Okinaga searched his memory and remembered that he had quit at age five after nearly drowning, despite initially enjoying it.

“Do you want to start again? I’d be thrilled if you did.”

“Maybe… I’ll think about it.”

He didn’t have a reason not to swim anymore.

The trauma had faded since regaining his past life’s memories, and swimming was excellent for building stamina.

“Really? Let me know whenever you decide.”

Yuji beamed, flashing a bright smile, and Okinaga, seeing his father’s joy, decided to give it a try.