The day I turned 12 years old.
It happened during dinner with my family, just like any other day.
"Ugh!!"
A sudden, intense headache struck me, and I clutched my head.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
My father asked, his voice filled with concern.
"I-I'm fine."
Even as I answered, I was busy organizing the flood of memories pouring into my mind.
They were memories from my life back on Earth, in Japan.
(Ah… that's right… I was Japanese…)
Memories of my days in Japan came rushing back one after another.
And then, the memory of how I died.
My death was the result of an accident.
Right after parting ways with my friends on the way home from school, I was hit by a truck that ran a red light.
Fortunately, it was an instant death, so I barely felt any pain.
(I see… So I really died in my previous life…)
Those memories were incredibly sad and lonely.
But at the same time, I realized there were so many things I had left undone.
(I was still a virgin, damn it… I wanted a girlfriend. I wanted to flirt and be all lovey-dovey with her…)
Thinking about that, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Rigel, are you really okay?"
My mother asked worriedly. My father looked equally concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine. More importantly, let's continue eating. The food's going to get cold."
Hearing that, both of them seemed slightly relieved.
I am Rigel von Gousser, the eldest son of the Gousser Marquis family.
The Gousser family has a long tradition of producing outstanding knights. My father is the commander of the Royal Guard Knight Order and is counted among the strongest in the kingdom.
My mother may not match my father in swordsmanship, but her talent for magic is said to be among the very best in the kingdom.
Born to such parents, I naturally underwent strict training from a very young age.
However, it seemed I had no talent.
The more I trained, the more painfully aware I became of my own limits.
Even so, my parents never gave up on me. On the contrary, they poured love into me and continued to train me.
For a marquis family of such high status, it was quite a warm household.
Except for one person, that is.
"Hmph! Can't you even eat a meal properly!? You really are completely useless, Rigel!"
My older sister, Mesterica von Gousser, spoke with clear contempt in her voice.
She was three years older than me and had disliked me for as long as I could remember.
There were probably two main reasons for this.
First, we were half-siblings with different mothers. Her mother had already passed away long ago, which was why she resented me.
Second, because she was a genius.
While her magical talent was only average, her talent with the sword was outstanding. It was said that she would one day become one of the greatest female knights in the country.
On the other hand, I was completely ordinary.
My sword and magic skills were mediocre, and my mana capacity was low.
Still, I believed I had worked harder than most people.
My father and mother evaluated me to a certain degree, but my sister Mesterica hated me.
In her eyes, she had become strong through effort, while her little brother had done nothing.
That was probably why she found me so irritating.
"Honestly, I wish you would learn a thing or two from Father and Mother."
"…I'll work harder."
"Hmph! You can say anything with just your mouth! Do your best, if you can!"
With that, she roughly cut into her steak and brought it to her mouth.
Her table manners were terrible, but no one said a word.
This was simply her everyday behavior.
My parents didn't comment either. They probably knew that interfering would only make things more troublesome.
And they were right.
"Thanks for the meal."
Once she finished eating, she quickly left the table and returned to her room.
After seeing her off, my parents turned to me.
"Sorry about that, Rigel. I'll talk to Mesterica later."
"No, it's fine. Besides, it's not Father or Mother's fault."
"…I see."
My father made a complicated expression at my words.
My mother also looked like she wanted to say something, but in the end, she stayed silent.
The Gousser Marquis family consists of only these four people: my father (the head of the family), my mother, myself, and my sister Mesterica.
For a noble family, that's a rather small number.
It was because Mesterica's mother died young, and my father became depressed for a long time afterward.
To put it bluntly, he had become impotent.
He somehow managed to have a child with my mother — that is, me — but was unable to have any more after that.
In other words, the future of the Gousser Marquis family rested on me, the only male heir.
That was precisely why Mesterica refused to acknowledge me.
(Well… I guess that can't be helped…)
If I were in her position, I probably would have acted the same way.
I didn't particularly hold a grudge against her, so it was fine.
More importantly, there was something I needed to think about now.
It was about my future.
(When I regained my memories from my previous life, I also remembered that I was given a cheat skill during reincarnation. With this [Rape] skill… I can definitely build a harem…! I'll finally be done with being called the incompetent heir!!)
Skill Name: Rape
Rarity: ★5 (MAX)
Level: 0 (Increases based on the number of people raped, number of times, and the content of the acts. Creampies that do not occur are not counted.)
Effect: Increases physical abilities and magical power according to skill level. Also gradually removes any aversion toward rape acts. Once the skill level reaches a certain point, new effects will be granted.