Reborn as a hero's daughter, the hero aims to be a hero again.

Chapter 52: Morning routines

I wake up that night - in a room where I have already spent many days.

　This is my room in Cortina's house.

　Finia insisted on sleeping with me when I was still a little girl, but I'm not going to be able to sleep ...... if I get into bed with her, who has indeed grown up to be a beautiful girl.

　So I forcefully insisted on a single room.

　Both Finia and Cortina were convinced that it was time for me to start longing for a room by myself, so they gave me permission relatively easily.

　Privacy is an important issue for me, as I have a lot to hide to begin with.

　And I was a man in the past, so I have various desires.

　To be more specific, alcohol, women and gambling.

　Fortunately, in my previous life I wasn't interested in gambling and wasn't popular with women, so I didn't spend much money on such things.

　It has been seven years since I was reborn in this life. Aside from gambling and women, it was about time I started to miss drinking, which was my only pleasure.

　So I decided to sneak out in the dark.

　I had slipped a bottle of alcohol in my luggage on the journey here and brought it into this room.

'Damn, Lyell's probably in a panic right now.

　As a child, I couldn't possibly buy alcohol.

　In other words, what I brought in was the secret spirits that Lyell had hidden from Maria.

　Maria told me that deep drinking in front of the children was not a good idea, so I was only allowed to drink light wine in the evening.

　I robbed her of the gem she had been saving for her future enjoyment.

　Open the seal and pour it into a wooden cup.

　The cup was used during my travels, and it wouldn't look suspicious if I brought it into my room.

　A strong aroma rises from the cup and wafts into my nose.

　There is also a faint smell of cypress barrels mixed in, which is a nice touch.

'...... Anyaro, you've got good taste.'

　It is a really good sake, with a clear amber colour and a strong aroma. You don't even have to drink it to know that.

　Although Lyell and I did not often drink together, as we saw each other as rivals before I died, I have to admit that I have good taste.

　I used to drink a lot with Gadrus.

　After enjoying its aroma to the full, I bring the cup to my mouth.

　The closer we were, the stronger I felt its aroma. ............

　...... I realised it was morning.

'Ha, what am I--!

　I jump up and roll over in agony with a headache at the same time.

　This headache that seems to echo in the back of my head. I had experienced it many times in a previous life.

'Well, you can't be ...... hungover?　And I've only had one sip!"

　My extremely frail constitution seemed to have demonstrated a tremendous weakness against alcohol.

　I didn't think I would be crushed after just one sip.