Since my birth, I experienced the warmth of a loving and kind family around me. Although at first, this familial affection was unfamiliar and, in some way, uncomfortable to me, over time I felt at ease in this loving environment that my parents provided.
My early months of life were filled with curiosity and exploration. I wanted to understand the world around me and test my own abilities.
I tried to talk and walk at an early age, wondering if a baby, with the right encouragement, could perform these actions. However, I quickly discovered that my efforts were in vain. My attempts to talk turned into tears, and when I tried to stand up, I faced a lack of the necessary strength.
Seeing my desires to explore, my parents, understanding, placed me in a safe crib. Although I sometimes longed for the freedom to move beyond the confines of my small space, I understood that I would have to wait a year or two before I could venture beyond the bars.
As the days passed, my curiosity grew. I watched my family attentively as we shared moments in the high chair during lunch. During meals, I seized the opportunity to observe my father reading the newspaper.
I knew I had the natural ability to read, but perhaps at this early age, the words seemed blurry to me or something like that. However, soon after watching my father, I realized that I knew how to read without the need to wait for some time.
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|Time skip 2 years|
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During this time, my life continued to enrich as I grew and learned alongside my parents.
Despite my young age, I had mastered reading, writing, and yes, also the art of talking and walking.
My parents were astonished to see my skills, as most children began to acquire these abilities at a more advanced age, typically around 5 or 6 years, when they started school and began learning the alphabet and other basic skills.
The disbelief of my parents regarding my achievements led them to consider me a prodigy in their eyes. They wondered about my future and if I wished to continue learning.
If I had to choose an option, it would be not to read anything about basic knowledge topics since I already knew absolutely everything. Between my past life and the intelligence and knowledge of Ayanokouji. But unfortunately, I had to act like a real child.
Although this might bore me from time to time, I would ask my parents over time to buy me books on different genres. Even though I had read hundreds of them, it was better to spend time with them than read a book about mathematics, right?
I also thought that a subject I would have to approach at some point would be programming and security systems. This was a completely unknown topic to me in my previous life and also for Ayanokouji. But I would have to wait since it's not something a 3-year-old should read in the slightest, really.
In my previous life, despite obligations, I had developed a fondness for studying and somehow found fun in the scarce free moments I had. My interests did not fully align with typical children's games, but leaned towards intellectual challenges and constant learning.
Moreover, during these past two years, I realized that Athena had reincarnated me into a famous and wealthy family. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose, but I didn't like the idea of belonging to a prestigious family.
I knew this could be a burden for me in the future, but I understood that I wouldn't always get everything I wanted. I was grateful for the wishes the goddess had granted me and was determined to use my abilities to overcome any challenge that might come my way. My gratitude towards Athena mixed with the determination to face my destiny with courage and wisdom.
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|Time skip 1 year|
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At three years old, I found myself on the threshold of "kindergarten," as dictated by tradition in Japan. Despite my early intelligence and skills, my parents decided I should enter this institution.
My first day in kindergarten confirmed my fears. Despite occasional attempts by some children to approach me, they quickly withdrew, as if sensing a strange aura that kept them at a distance. I didn't mind too much; I didn't feel comfortable with their presence anyway.
The teachers, on the other hand, tried to understand my situation. They asked if I was okay, if I had any problems socializing, but I responded coldly, indicating it was none of their business.
Some looked at me with disdain, but one of them explained to the others that I belonged to the "Teshigawara" family. This surname carried a burden of wealth and renown, which partly explained my isolation from the other children.
Left to my own devices and practically isolated from everyone, I used my time to read. Yes, there was nothing else I could do at the moment; there was no one I could play chess with here, and there was no subject I didn't already know about in terms of knowledge. But I had no other choice; I had to make do.
After each day in kindergarten, upon returning home, my parents treated me with a peculiar kind of respect, a deference I couldn't precisely describe. They let me make some of my own decisions, at least momentarily. Yes, it sounds strange, doesn't it?
They weren't strict at all, perhaps because they recognized my intelligence from an early age and felt lost about how to help me improve, or maybe they were simply genuinely kind and foolish. They knew nothing about raising a child because it's not normal for them to think that a three-year-old child could make decisions.
If you ask me, I feel that Athena did something to make my parents have full confidence in me because what's happening to me is utterly unreal, though I'm not complaining at all.
If I can make my own decisions at this age, I'll have a slightly more comfortable environment. Because always being treated like a baby after having lived a previous life is a bit uncomfortable, to say the least, being so pampered. Moreover, adding that my past life didn't have very affectionate and super strict parents, it also made me even more uncomfortable in the current situation.
After dinner, I was taken to my room, and I organized my thoughts to plan for the future. Although I was only three years old, I understood that the time would soon come when I should establish an exercise routine to enhance my physical strength.
At the age of 6, I should start. Obviously, I knew that the body of a child of that age had limitations, but I was sure that ten repetitions of each exercise, like push-ups and squats, would be enough to make the most of my supernatural training ability.
My advantage over others lay in the fact that my body processed training in an extraordinary way, specifically five times more than a human could achieve. While it would take years for an ordinary human to develop strength and endurance, I could achieve it in a fraction of the time. This ability put me in a privileged position to surpass anyone, even Ayanokouji.
Additionally, my prior knowledge, acquired in my previous life, gave me an added advantage. Unlike other children who would have to learn from scratch, like in the case of Ayanokouji, I already had a deep understanding of a wide range of subjects. This meant I could fully focus on my physical development, knowing that my mind was equally prepared to face any challenge that might arise.
As I mentioned earlier, for me, the method didn't matter. My goal was clear: to be better than Ayanokouji in all aspects, whether it was strength, manipulation, speed, or any other skill. I was willing to sacrifice my humanity if it brought me closer to fulfilling his dream of challenging and defeating the "white room," making them believe it was possible to create a superior person naturally, rather than artificially. Of course, I knew I was lying; my own nature was neither normal nor natural. However, no one could prove it; no one could stop me. I was determined to advance relentlessly toward my goal, no matter the consequences.
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"Haha, Akiro is amazing, don't you think, Chieko?" said Akihiro.
"Well, yes, but sometimes he is scary..."
"Do you think he will ever consider us parents?" Chieko asked nervously.
"Sure, one day he will think of us as his parents, don't worry," said Akihiro, patting Chieko on the head.
"Well, it's time to say goodbye to today's chapter. I hope you liked it."
"The author also wants to thank the support the series is receiving. For those who stayed after chapter 1, we hope you give the series a chance, at least until chapter 10."
"We don't need to say what the next chapter's title will be because it's pretty obvious it will just change to '2/4' and that's it."
"SEE YOU!"
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[AutorSama: Remember that there is a Spanish version of this same fanfic that is already at chapter 22, so if you know Spanish or feel like using a translator, you are welcome to go to the other version].
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