Now that he thought about it, maybe he had been a bit excessive.
"Not at all. Thank you, Qi Yu. I'm happy you feel that way. To make sure you can enjoy your interests in your new life, I'll even throw in a little something extra."
The deity smiled warmly, and Qi Yu felt his heart skip a beat.
Ugh, being good-looking really is a cheat code…!
"Alright then, I'll begin the reincarnation process now. Oh, and don't worry about your parents or friends. I'll take care of things on this end. Also, I won't be able to interfere much, so unless something truly significant happens, we won't be able to meet again. Now then… I wish you happiness in your next life, Qi Yu."
The deity raised a hand toward him.
In an instant, a brilliant light engulfed everything, and Qi Yu lost consciousness.
...
When Qi Yu, who had been reincarnated by the deity, opened his eyes, he found himself staring into the face of a beautiful woman with long silver hair and deep blue eyes.
She was gazing down at him.
Whoa! That scared me!
As soon as their eyes met, the woman smiled warmly and spoke in a gentle voice.
"Raffy, good morning."
Huh? My name is Raffy? And why is it so noisy around me…?
Following her words, more voices filled the air, and several people leaned in to peer at him.
"Raffy, good morning!"
"Raffy, you're awake!? Mother, let me hold him!"
"Hey! I'm holding him first!"
"Raffy is so cute!"
Amidst the chorus of voices, a man with dark brown hair and blue eyes lifted him up into his arms.
Ah… Is this my father? Wait, did they just say hold me? Huh!? How old am I!?!
Qi Yu who is still unable to grasp the situation struggled to process what was happening.
An hour later, he had gathered some understanding from the conversations around him.
The woman who had first looked at him was indeed his mother, her named is Selene.
The man who had lifted him was his father, his is Gabriel.
The first person to ask to hold him was the eldest son, Thomas, followed by the eldest daughter, Thalia, and then the second son, Greyson.
And himself—he was the third son, his name is Rafayel, he usually called as "Raffy."
He haven't seen his own reflection yet, but since even the other kids can hold me, he must be around one or two years old…?
He had been passed around from one person to another, each of them holding him in turn, and every time, he felt a jolt of nervousness.
He get it, but being held like this with my current mental age is… a little bit much…
He was sure that, in his previous life, he had also been carried as a child, but since he had no memory of it, experiencing it now felt a little embarrassing.
Finally, as he remained in his father's arms, the man spoke to him.