Chapter 1: Chapter One – The Gift God Gave Me Is Too Much For My Body

I couldn’t help myself as I pulled on the youthful cheek of the body I was in. I still had some baby fat on my face. And my face had the softness you would only feel on the face of a child. It seems like it really is not a dream. I am really in a new body and I really did die.

  It feels like maybe I should react more strongly to this, but I am still confused about how this even happens. Seriously, can’t believe this is happening because a newbie god accidentally killed me. This isn’t something that just happens every day.

  “Kana-sama? Aren’t you going to eat more? They made this with the best ingredients that are suited for your body.” They brought me out of my thoughts and forced to pay attention to the fact I was being fed currently by my personal servant, Chōko.

  She was a beautiful woman who had her hair in braids and had butterfly hair clips on a few of her braids. She had dark skin and beautiful sharp purple eyes. Her lips were covered in purple lipstick that suited her well. She was giving off the energy of a mysterious, mature woman.

  Maybe this is the reason why I am so off put being fed by her. I know she means well but… 

  “Chōko… I can feed myself, you know?” I tried to take the spoon from her hand, but she moved it out of my reach. My eyes couldn’t help but twitch at this. A rather annoying thing I deal with in this new body of mine is the fact everyone baby me.

  I have to fight so hard just to do something for myself and most of the time I don’t win. I understand their concern but this is a bit much….

  “What's wrong with me feeding you? Your mother does it and you don’t complain. Is it because… I am not that close to you?” Tears appeared in her eyes and I felt myself get hit with guilt right away. I leaned back in my bed and just allowed her to feed me.

  She immediately smiled once she knew that I gave up and went to feed me once again. I tried not to make a face at the fact I was eating porridge once again. It wasn’t like they made it the same, but I am over just eating this… 

  “I know it is not fun eating porridge all the time, but you recently got over that fever and we don’t want to feed you something too much for your stomach yet.” When Chōko saw my expression, she comforted me.

  That fever I recently got over is the reason why I ended up remembering the fact I was given a second chance at life. I originally had no memories from my previous life, but the moment I got that fever, everything came back like a speeding truck.

  I always wonder why my body was so sick all the time compared to other people my age and now I know it because of that gift that god gave me when they put me in this body. They gave me a cheat that made me powerful with magic, but you see…

  It probably is not a good idea to give that much power to a body that is young. My body basically has so much power it makes me feel so weak. My family doesn’t know this at the moment since they just assume I have some type of mysterious illness. They haven’t really had me tested for my magical skill level since they assume it is not that high.

  Also, I look so sickly. Who would even think I have such hidden power in my body? Who knew having so much power could cause so much trouble?

  I needed to start working on a way to help manage the overwhelming power in my body in a manageable way, but I needed help from someone who was good at magic. That would be so easy if my family wasn’t so protective of me and didn’t make me do anything that would cause me a hard time.

  It seems like I need to be firm with my family and make some changes. I really can’t handle being babied anymore…. It is rather embarrassing on a level no one can understand.

  “Kana-sama! There is still a lot of porridge left. Now open your mouth for the airplane~” Chōko had a big smile on her face as she flew the spoon with porridge toward my mouth. I stiffly opened my mouth and ate the porridge with no expression.

  I had to change this situation right away.

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