I open my eyes.

　I breathe in and out slowly.

　Alive.

　A low point of view, a small hand.
　The body of an infant.

　And I have succeeded.
　I was reborn.

　I'm sickened by the consolidation of memories that began shortly after, but I'm relieved.
　I was pretty confident, but I knew if I didn't, I'd die outright. I was worried about that.

　But what does that mean?

　I was about three years old and sitting on the floor in a dimly lit room.
　And on the floor, there was a magic circle drawn around me.
　Of course it is not the magic circle of reincarnation that I saw at the end of my previous life. In fact, I've never seen a magic circle of hexagons like this before.

　At the top of each hexagon was a stone or something like that placed at the top of the hexagon.
　They look like minerals, but what are they?　I didn't recognize this one either.

　I also thought I saw someone else.
　There were a few people behind me.
　I'm sure I'll be able to hear something faintly resembling a spell.

　The magic circle is glowing slightly, suggesting that some kind of magic is in progress.
　I'm not sure if I should run away, but I didn't feel bad about this body's memories, so I decided to wait for a while.
　I don't want them to get suspicious by acting strangely.

"In the name of... show me the power this person has!

　With a low man's voice, the magic circle glowed with a single, strong glow and then disappeared.
　Nothing happens.
　The people behind them are also in a scene.
　Eh, what is this? A failure?

......

　A small chuckle could be heard, breaking the tame atmosphere.

'Kukk, really?　How is this possible?　Haha!
'Grye, don't laugh. It's not over yet.
'Well, you know now, Brother Luft. Look at that!　None of the stones of any of the attributes are glowing. This means ... that's what it means, isn't it, father?

　I looked back.
　There were three people in the room. There were three people, two of whom were children. Two of them were a little older than me.
　The boy with the bad-tempered smile and the boy who looked serious.
　They had golden hair and blue eyes, though it was hard to tell in the dark.
　An alien?　Are we in a Western country?　But it's a language I've never heard of, and his face is similar to that of the people of Japan (Hinomoto), so I don't understand it.

'....I guess so. The ceremony is over. The results are in.

　The last of the three, a man of mature age, closes the book and says in a low voice
　He looks like he's about to sigh, in a disappointed tone.

'Seika has no magical powers at all.

　Seika.
　That's my name in this life. I've had it in this body for years.

I'm sorry to hear that, Father.
'Pukkuk, hahahahaha!　That's just ridiculous! I never thought that the Lamprog family, the great house of witchcraft, would be born without magic powers!　Did you know, brother Luft?　No magic, you're the most powerful fall guy in the world for a wizard!　Even if you had your father's blood in your veins, Seika, you are a disgrace!

　Three people ... probably my family's disappointment and ridicule.
　The first time I was exposed to such things, I turned my head.

　Magic power is probably the power to use curses. They seem to be arguing that I don't have a talent for curses.
　But it can't be true.

　The reincarnated body is automatically chosen to be able to reproduce my soul structure.
　Naturally, it will look like me.
　The face and height.
　And even my talent for witchcraft.

　I am aware of the power that flows through me.
　I don't need to check it. Or rather, it's more than I imagined.

　You're saying that I don't have a talent for spells?　What in the world is he talking about?
　This body is filled with so much magical power.