1 Life, Encore!

Opening my eyes, I was hit with a bright, blinding light — as if a flashbang.

I squinted instantly and tried to raise my arm to cover the light out.

Before, suddenly, I felt pain all over my body. It was as if thousands of needles had pierced me.

My body's instinct was to wail, to cry out in pain. I tried holding it in, before I felt an even heavier pain on my butt cheeks.

Seemingly losing control over my body, I finally cried out in pain.

"Waahhhhh!!"

While half my mind was occupied with crying my heart out, the other, still conscious part noticed something,

This was not my voice…

It was much more high pitched than it used to be- wait, what was my voice…?

I couldn't recall what my voice sounded like…

The voice currently talking in my head was now much more high pitched… As if that of a child.

"Wahhhhh!!"

The sound of me (?) crying continued to be the only thing I heard.

Before,

"Omedetogozaimasu, fujin. Genkina otokonokodesu."

I suddenly heard a deep voice belonging to a male.

Was that… Japanese?

I turned towards the noise, and did that fucking hurt.

With my barely working sight, I spied with my little eyes a… doctor!?

Wait… wait a fucking minute…

The voice of a child, an unfamiliar ceiling (or light), body hurts like shit, unknown language,

And a doctor…

"Ureshi… namae o [Kouya] ni shiyou to omoimasu."

…Did I just get fucking reincarnted!?!

1

Apparently, yes. I did just get fucking reincarnted…

It has been a year since then (judging by the birthday party thrown for me), and I've found out a lot of things.

First of all, I'm in Japan (duh), Tokyo, and my name is Kouya. Kouya Fujiwara.

Secondly, I can't remember anything about my past life, aside from all the things I consumed as entertainment.

For example, I can't remember my past name, but I can remember reading Metamorphosis…

Fuck, let's try not to think of that.

I've learnt a few words and phrases since my reincarnation.

The learning speed of an infant is really scary… and I've been trying to use it to my advantage

I've also learnt the name of my parents, my mother is named Yuzuki, and my father Haruki.

I have also since learnt to walk, my parents were fairly impressed to say the least.

I'm pretty sure I saw them pull up Yahoo! after seeing me walk…

Which is to say, it was the early 2000s.

Walking around my room in thought, I also tried juggling tennis balls that my parents bought for me.

Ever since I could walk I have been practising my coordination in my free time.

Taking advantage of my fast learning speed, I also made sure that I was ambidextrous by using both hands in all tasks.

As you can tell, I have been min-maxing this body ever since I found out I could.

I would say that's just the kind of guy I am if I even knew who I previously was.

But judging by some habits, I am fairly certain that I was a real good man before I died.

My mind kept thinking of what to do next, I didn't want to let this opportunity go to waste.

This is the only time I could ever have this fast of a learning speed, let alone an entire re-start.

As of right now, I'm focusing on balancing everything in my body.

Making sure to be active so that my body keeps producing growth hormones.

Considering I'm Japanese, I didn't want to let something like Japanese genetics drag me down.

Making sure to do coordination exercises, I made sure everything I could do with one hand, I could the other.

Making sure to catch up as fast as I could on the Japanese language, I even made a mind palace from what I remember of Holmes.

As an avid fan of anime in my previous life, I also delved into the rabbit hole that is—was fanfiction.

And as such, I knew that there was a high probability that I was born into the world of fiction.

But, as of right now, I have no way to find out which world, or even prove that the hypothesis is real.

So, I'm trying my best to make the best possible moves I can in my position.

Lost in thought, I didn't notice the door creaking open until it was too late.

And, as two figures passed through the door, the sound of a gasp was heard.

"Darling! Our– genius—!!! — he is doing!!"

Barely making out what was said by my mother, I turned towards them, dropping the tennis balls, and opening my arms wide.

"Hug, mom!"

For some strange reason, my mind did not deem acting as a child as strange as I should find it.

Maybe it was due to my infant mind, or was it something that occurred in my past life.

I do not know the reason, but at least this way I can act as a real child for my parents.

My mom reached for me as she picked me up, I glanced outside the window of our two story home and got lost in thought again.

2

I do not like elementary school even a single bit. But at least I am ahead of children my age and get to spend time with older kids.

Though… looking at the situation at hand, I truly wonder whether that was unfortunate or not.

I am now officially six years of age and can now proudly hold a conversation in Japanese.

I had also made sure not to lose my knowledge of English as well, by reading an English dictionary every now and then.

I am also learning Chinese and Russian using a dictionary, my child brain made it much easier to memorise the characters.

I think by the time I can access the internet, I will be holding conversations in different languages on there.

But I digress, I have been placed with the Fourth Grade students due to my superior intellect.

And, while I was celebrating internally as I would not have to play pretend with kids my age anymore.

I did not take into consideration how cruel kids can be…

On my first day in this new class, I was met with several gazes. First, I thought they were just weirded out or curious on why such a young child was there.

I could not have been more wrong as the first thing that happened right after class ended was me getting concerned by a bunch of fat kids.

Well, I could already see where this is going, and that brings us right up to date to the present.

"Hey, nerd, you think you are so cool just because you are smarter than other idiots your age?"

I was not impressed by their vocabulary.

"Well, fatty, judging by what's happening, I can also say I am much smarter than your retarded ass."

They did not know what retarded meant, I could tell by their confused snarl.

I was already much faster than kids my age, it'd be surprising if I wasn't considering how active I am.

I'd not doubt I can out run these donuts.

And while they did not understand what retarded means, they definitely knew what fatty meant.

Enraged, judging by the huffing and puffing that the lead fatty was currently going through, he turned towards his other oversized friends.

"Guys, let's teach this kid a lesson!"

The whale looked like a pig with how red his face was getting.

Of course, I was not so mean as to voice out my thoughts to these children-

"Oh, shut up wannabe whales."

I guess I was much more of a bully than I thought.

All of them definitely knew what that meant judging by how wide their round eyes became.

Instantly, the fatty in the lead swung his fist widely towards me.

While I did not remember who I was and what I did.

I do remember the amount of boxing videos I had watched and the basics of fighting that I learnt online.

And I can say confidently that this fat whale right here was failing in everything.

I ducked to the side and judged whether or not to hit back.

I then thought jokingly to myself whether or not I should do a coin flip to decide.

Immediately feeling a sort of pump flowing through me, I didn't think much of it and called it adrenaline.

'If I did do a flip; heads — I'd do what I want, tails — I'll try to save their fragile ego.'

I, again, jokingly thought to myself in jest.

Well, it was just a joke before a sudden influx of knowledge wrote its way into my head.

{Cursed Technique; Absolute Gambler}

I then felt the previous pump of power leaving my body and then a sudden coin appeared as it landed on heads.

WHAT THE FUCK!?

{Gained; 57% of Gojo Satoru's cursed energy}

I felt the pump of power instantly coming back, and this time it was in LOADS.

Gojo Satoru… Cursed Energy… I am familiar with those names…

Bang!

I was then pushed out of my thoughts as the fatty's fist landed into my cheeks.

It seems I was too lost in thought and forgot these guys existed…

Pushing the thoughts for after I deal with these guys, I focus on the pump and try to move it.

Considering it was called energy, it was probably some type of fictional internal energy.

Which means I can use it to strengthen myself.

And I was right, as I saw some type of aura surrounding my fists.

Grinning, I turned back to the group of kids that towered over me in height and width.

"Alright, round two. Fuckers."

I put my stance up into a simple boxing stance with my fists in front of my face.

Keeping my head low, I dashed and sent a jab towards the whale that had punched me.

Smashing his head in, I was sure I broke some things that would be unrecoverable…

'Uhh, I should probably tone that energy thing down a bit.'

Deciding to remove most of the energy from my fists and into my core again, I then dashed towards the terrified crowd of whales,

And then proceeded to give them the beat down of the century.

3

I got detention plus a scolding from my parents.

I had never acted violent in front of them, so they didn't know me as the type to be in fights.

Therefore, they just let me off with a slap on the wrist and a warning.

Now, sitting in my room, I began to think about what had transpired.

Cursed energy… I swear I have heard that somewhere before. I don't think it's from this life otherwise I'd recognised it earlier.

Then it's from my past life. One where I only remember fiction.

Hm, so it's fictional. I might as well search my mind palace and find it faster that way.

Going through the fictional energy, I searched my memory for anything concerning Cursed Energy.

And found it connected to something called Jujutsu.

After going through my memories.

I realised how fucked, yet also unfucked I am.

During the scene today with the fat whales, I realised something about myself I never knew.

I love battles.

Reviewing my innate cursed technique, which I won the lottery for.

Something rekindled within me, the ex-gacha player…

Fuck. I'm going to have to gacha…