Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 4: Reincarnation ④
“I’m sorry, Hyde. It seems your father will be late again today because of work.”
When Hyde entered the dining room, his mother, who had already taken a seat, apologized with a deep sense of regret.
Heading towards his seat, Hyde smiled cheerfully.
“No, Mother. I understand that Father is busy with important work.”
“My, Hyde! What a good boy you are! Right, don’t you think so too?”
“Yes, madam. Young Master Hyde is extremely intelligent.”
“Hehe, of course. He’s the child of both me and that man.”
As he watched his mother speaking emotionally with the maid, Hyde couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
(As expected, for a two-year-old, he’s too smart… or rather, his words are too advanced…)
Even though he wanted to act like an ordinary child for a peaceful life, it was difficult due to his past life.
As Hyde made his way to his seat, he used his skill to focus on his mother.
Appraisal Information
Name: Cordelia Rugen
Skills: [Healing Barrier]
When he focused further on the displayed skill name, new text began to appear.
[Healing Barrier]… Can create a barrier that amplifies healing power as long as one remains within its range.
(As expected, this is ridiculously overpowered. [All-Seeing god’s eye] is…)
The appraisal ability was just a small part of the [All-Seeing god’s eye] ability.
But even this small part held tremendous power.
After all, it allowed him to thoroughly inspect the skills of others.
After speaking the words of gratitude to the gods, similar to saying “Itadakimasu” in his past life, Hyde’s lunch with Cordelia began.
Just six months ago, Hyde had been fed by the maid, but recently, he had been able to eat on his own.
“Hyde, what did you do in your room today?”
“I was drawing.”
“Drawing, huh. Hyde really likes drawing. I wonder if you have a skill for it.”
Cordelia smiled gently.
Although only two years had passed, Hyde loved his new mother deeply. When he saw her kind smile, it felt as though the trauma from his past life was being washed away.
Suddenly, Cordelia’s expression clouded.
“Though, you probably have the same [Swordsmanship] skill as that person, right?”
Those words, spoken as if to herself, reached Hyde’s ears clearly.
“That person” referred to none other than Hyde’s father, Dolph Rugen.
A man who appeared every bit the noble, serious, and upright type.
The Rugen family, originally from a knightly background, had risen through generations of merit and had attained the title of count.
What had supported the Rugen family’s rise was the [Swordsmanship] skill, passed down through the generations.
(Well, it’s no wonder the aristocracy exists.)
In the world of Earth, the noble class had been formed by the vague concept of power and had gradually been eliminated over time.
However, in this world, there was a clear force in the form of skills.
It was only natural that families with powerful skills would rise above the common folk as aristocrats.
(Well, I don’t have the [Swordsmanship] skill, though.)
Hyde had been worried about whether his mother would be sad if she found out about that, but judging from Cordelia’s reaction now, it didn’t seem like she would be.
“Mother, do you dislike it if I have the [Swordsmanship] skill?”
When Hyde asked bluntly, Cordelia looked somewhat awkward.
“No, it’s not that. …But, as someone who waits at home, I feel that the one I wish safety for should be enough.”
Her words sounded more like a weak murmur directed at herself than something meant to be heard by a two-year-old child.
(I see. While Father is out fighting monsters as part of his duties as a noble, Mother is alone at home.)
One of the duties of the nobility was to protect the people from the demons, often called “monsters.” Dolph, being a skilled swordsman with the [Swordsmanship] skill, frequently went out on monster-slaying missions within his territory.
(As I thought, power isn’t a good thing.)
Because of the [Swordsmanship] skill, he had to fight monsters.
Excessive power can lead to self-destruction—it’s the classic example.
(Alright, I’ve made up my mind.)
Hyde tightened his grip on the spoon in his hand and smiled at Cordelia.
“Don’t worry, Mother. I will wait for Father with you.”
“…Hyde.”
Cordelia, with tears welling in her eyes, turned her face away.
The considerate maid handed her a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.
As he watched her, Hyde made a silent vow.
(I will hide the skill given to me by the gods and live as an ordinary human!)
All for the sake of the ordinary happiness I couldn’t have in my past life.
At the age of two, Hyde Rugen had already determined the direction he would take in this life.
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