I Was Reincarnated

02. The most important thing is a house.

For the time being, I’ll put off my retorts.
First of all, securing a house is important.
Sleeping in the open is indeed unpleasant.

I want to sleep while wrapped in a soft futon and defended against wind and rain.
However, the surroundings is just a wide, empty land.
There might be other people if I walk around but unfortunately, I don’t have any interest in doing something so troublesome.

(Able to make anything, was it?)

If that’s the case, creating it by myself seems faster.

“…Seriously?”

I looked up in utter amazement.
The data I gathered from the knowledge that flowed in looks like it wasn’t wrong.
A house had appeared before my eyes…

“A house suitable for me, come out—-”

…the instant I said that.

(But why a castle?)

A normal house would’ve been fine with me.
If it’s too spacious, cleaning will be a pain.
…Can I do something about it with magic?
Then if that’s the case, it doesn’t matter anyway.
But it’s too huge for just one person to live in it.

(Ah, which reminds me, the me right now is a Demon God, right?)

I realized that the “house suitable for me” is actually a “house suitable for a Demon God” so therefore, that lapse of memory resulted to this castle.

(Well, whatever.)

It’s fine as long as I secure a place to sleep in.

(Later, I need clothes.)

Food?
Somehow, it looks like I don’t really need to eat.
But I think I can eat if I want to.
If I don’t get hungry, then there’s no need to force myself to eat.
It’s a pain, after all.
Before, I reluctantly ate just once a day.
I was sleepy but I got hungry so I had to get up. It’s the worst thing ever.
If that’s not necessary, then being a Demon God is an agreeable condition.
Leaving that aside, clothes…
I looked at the thing I’m wearing.
I’m wearing one-piece, pitch black clothes.
Moreover, there’s an expensive-looking gem on the chest and there were some embroidered designs applied.

(What a bad taste.)

I can’t lie down if this gem is here.
And my hair is long for some reason.
I didn’t really get a haircut that often so it covered my ears and reached my nape, but right now it reached up to my waist.
Really annoying.
I want to cut it.
I want to cut it right now.
But it’s impossible to give a haircut to yourself.
(Can’t I just cut my hair with magic?)
Should I try it out?

“Hair, cut off.”

Rustle…

Hair fell down to the floor, and the moment I thought it was a success—–

Rustle…

My hair grew again for some reason.
And the hair that fell is missing.

(Could it be that I can’t cut it?)

It’s the worst.