I was born into a wealthy family. I grew up in comfort along with my father, mother and older brother.
From an early age, I wasnât bad to look at and I was brilliant. I always placed first at one of the most prestigious escalator-style schools in Tokyo. I was also very active in various events thanks to my natural athletic ability.
I graduated from primary, intermediate and high school at the top of my class and was recommended to enter the medical school of a certain elite university, but with the recent population explosion, I decided to do something about the worldâs food self-sufficiency rate and entered the Agriculture Faculty of the same university at the top of my class.
After that, I went on to study abroad and obtained my doctorate. Even though I entered society late, I became a researcher at a national institution and devoted myself to my research for my country and the world.
My life had always been busy, but I had a good number of friends and lovers, and my personal life was as fulfilling as my professional life.
My brother, who had taken over the family business and was steadily expanding it, had gotten married, and my parents were busy doting on their first grandchild, so I could take it easy since they werenât rushing me to get married.
I never dreamt that I would be struck by lightning⊠while on my mission to create a world where no one would have to suffer from hunger.
I was in the middle of an empty field during a field survey, and I admit that I was careless.
But how could I have known that I would be struck as soon as I began to notice that it was etting cloudy?
It sounds like a joke, but Iâm serious. It killed me instantly. I didnât feel any pain, but I remember the intense shock.
People say that geniuses are loved by the gods and are thus called back to them early.
My death might have been inevitable because of my brilliance. It was disappointing that it happened before I accomplished anything, but I would have accepted this fate if it meant that I could live peacefully by Godâs side.
âââ HoweverâŠ
I was soon awoken by a white light and had somehow become a baby.
As I gazed at the completely unfamiliar scenery with my new small body that couldnât even move freely, foreign faces rudely stared at me and spoke in an unfamiliar language. I gradually realized that I had been reborn into an unknown world.
To put it simply, I was reincarnated into another world.
I didnât expect this at all. I was surprised I had a soul in the first place, and I didnât understand how a babyâs undeveloped brain could think so deeply.
I thought I was dreaming at first, but the scenery remained unchanged no matter how many times I slept and woke up, so I eventually believed it.
Iâm a scientist. No matter how unbelievable something is, if itâs the truth, then I will accept it.
As long as I was aware and had memories, I couldnât deny that this was reincarnation, so I had no choice but to give up and accept it even if I donât know why this happened.
At that moment, I remembered the fantasy novel I had read as an innocent little girl.
It was a story where the main character, a girl, died in an unforeseen accident and was reborn as a wealthy noble by a kind god, and she obtained a âcheatâ in the form of tremendous magic and married a prince.
The world the main character gets reincarnated to would probably be a paradise for them. According to this rule, this world is my paradise. God must have taken pity on virtuous people who died with regret.
I will have a joyous life from now on âââ or so I thought.
But somehow, despite all the flattery I could muster, my new life is⊠poverty-stricken.