Prologue III

It had been a week since I started moving well, I still needed the cane to support me, but the girls look healthier, after all I have disinfected the whole house, swept and washed all the complicated places, I used the last soap I had to to do that. I had bathed and groomed myself, I removed my beard and mustache, cleaned my whole body as much as I could then when I looked in the mirror I looked younger, it is strange, but I look 21 years old, although I am supposed to be 26, I think when The angel brought me here, he rejuvenated my body a day before I started going out with my wife. I know because I don't have the acid burn on my right hand, although I am very thin.

That night when the younger sisters ate and went to sleep, I distracted my mind by cleaning the dishes and kitchen utensils, my body still aches when I move it, although the pain is less with each day.

The oldest of the girls comes up to me and says "Thanks for helping me", she keeps the brooms in a little drawer.

"It is the least I can do, after all you saved me" I answer "also they let me stay even though I was a stranger"

She shakes her head "no, you are not" then shows a sincere smile "even if you do not remember now, you are our father"

I can't say anything in front of those words that come out of her I have a lump in my throat, I can only leave the house to try to take a breath and cry, I just hope she doesn't see me, the night is beautiful, the sky is clear and all the stars are observed next to the moon, which has a bluish color.

Looking at the surroundings I see an extensive forest, there is only a long dirt road where cars pass. From the instruments that I have used in the kitchen I can say that I am not in the Middle Ages as in Mark Twain's book "A Yankee in King Arthur's court" I never thought these things would happen, these things only happen in novels isekais. Most importantly, people can use magic or sorcery like the oldest of the three girls does. I carefully observe the house where I am, it is really old or poorly maintained, whatever its condition is terrible, the wood of the walls is moldy, the door is with openings, some tiles are broken and the entrance is covered Weed, nobody has looked after this place in a long time, I can't blame three girls for that either. Especially if these live alone I don't dare ask them about what happened, but I am aware that their mother (the angel) was the one who invoked me. To kill time I ask the oldest of all who answers that she has a name and that from now on I should call her Maki, even if she tells me, it is very difficult for me to call someone I hardly know by name. She was reading that strange book that I can't understand.

Why can I talk to you, but I can't read any text? I ask him, the same thing happened in the kitchen, most of the jars were marked and I didn't know what they said, I was just guided by smell and color.

"It's thanks to an artifact" she answers "this allows you to understand and translate the words you say and hear, but the same does not happen with texts, in fact, although with your skill you should learn the language and basic writing in less than a month"

¿Whattt?

"Silence dad, Anna and Antonia are sleeping" she gestures for me to modulate the sound.

I apologize to her and ask her for the tools to clean the entrance of the house, plus if she can lend me basic books to learn to read.

The next day after fixing the front of the house or at least a part, because I still have a lot to collect and fix. I put myself in the task of learning the basic reading of this world, my teacher is Maki, and my classmate is the youngest Antonia, basically it is to learn to read and write again. Anna just watches us, she already knows all the basics and advanced in reading, she is also a very skilled magic user. While trying to learn the letters and other things she creates two magic spheres with her hands and starts to play with them, Maki is continually annoyed because she distracts the child.

At night the three girls go to their rooms, I continue studying until late at night until I fall asleep from exhaustion. The sun rises again on the horizon, I have always had the habit of waking up early, the girls are still sleeping, I would think that I got up at 5:00 AM since the sun has not risen yet and I cannot find any clock that tells me the real time, so decide to go to the kitchen and find out what I can make for breakfast. Unfortunately I only find the same thing from last day, I wash, cut and prepare food for the girls, I look in the cupboard and I find what looks like chocolate, I want to live a quiet life. I had gotten used to the routine, I even made a friend.