I tried my best to pay attention to every conversation going around in the house so I could expand my vocabulary.
I paid extra close attention to the maids talking to each other, as it seems their language is more polished compared to Mother's, which has kind of a slight accent.
It was hard to catch up, though. The words went by quickly, and there were still a lot of unfamiliar words mixed in there, especially nouns and names; they were kind of hard to get a hang of.
So Wan-ci-ak means toilet, and it could also mean shit? Hmm... Interesting... Then what do I say for piss? Gotta figure that out somehow...
Language was something I wasn't ever good at.
From what I've heard, it took almost seven whole years before I could speak Japanese fluently.
Maybe I didn't pay attention enough in my past life, I seem to be learning quite quickly to hear and understand words, maybe it's just a benefit of being a child again, better memory, and such.
It's really without proof, but I guess being born in this new body also changed up how my body worked?
It seems that it isn't the case that my current brain is replaced with my old one, hence retaining my past life's memories, but seemingly, somehow, my memories are imported into this baby's brain? I guess that's one way to put it...
My consciousness remains unchanged, though. One thing is that I still get those lewd thoughts all across my mind.
It occurred to me, maybe, just maybe, if I lived in this world now, I could have a fresh start, maybe I won't fall in that hole, that inescapable hole.
After all, this is a world of magic; why can't my life be magical?
Why can't my life be a fantasy that the old me can only dream of?
Why can't this time, when I fall down or drop into a hole, I climb back up and continue forward?
Why can't I do this?
In my past life, I dropped into a sinkhole and didn't even struggle to get back up I died filled to the very brim with regret. I didn't get to live the life I wanted. I was a failure, a bum who couldn't achieve anything, not even the slightest bit...
In the end, when I got kicked out of my own apartment, I accepted it after failing once. I had lost my dignity as a person, as a human... But now I understand it, I'm not your normal child, I'm a child with 27 years of experience under his belt. With all this information I have, I'll live my life to the fullest till all the regrets I once had leave me alone.
I might be getting a little ahead of myself, but...
Maybe I can achieve something, might that be academically or in some other way, who knows?
Maybe I could lose my virginity this time. Maybe the world is giving me a second chance for redemption.
Just maybe, I can finally live life the proper way.
The right way...