Five years passed in the blink of an eye.
Hikigaya Hachiman sat lazily on his small bed, his back against the wall,
eyes quietly observing the clouds drifting across the blue sky outside the window.
The breeze fluttered the curtains.
He was lost in thought.
"Five years…"
"So much happened… yet it feels like nothing at all."
He thought that living a second life would grant him some extraordinary advantage ,
That his adult soul would allow him to easily master everything.
Reality slapped him hard.
"I thought my intelligence would naturally be higher… that I could master the language of this country effortlessly."
He let out a slow sigh.
"But now I understand something."
"Everyone has areas where their talent is zero."
Japanese.
His talent in language was painfully weak.
Even after five years, he had only barely mastered daily conversation.
Not fluent.
Not elegant.
Just… enough.
"Hah…"
His gaze shifted to the side.
A small girl was slowly crawling toward him on the tatami floor, dragging herself forward with clumsy movements.
Komachi Hikigaya.
His little sister.
She made a small sound, stretching her tiny hands toward him.
Hachiman's mouth twitched.
He turned his head away and ignored her.
"…I really am a terrible brother."
But his thoughts quickly drifted elsewhere.
Simulator open !
A familiar translucent screen appeared before his eyes.
...
[ Host: Hikigaya Hachiman ]
[ Age: Five Years Old ]
[ Talent: None ]
[ World: Mixed Slice-of-Life Anime World ]
[ Simulation Points: 43,800 ]
...
He stared at the number for a long moment.
"Only God knows how I managed to hold myself back for all these years."
Forty-three thousand eight hundred points.
Enough to simulate almost any world.
"Now I finally have the capital."
But he didn't rush.
"Before leaving this world… I need to simulate this world first."
"I need to know the future."
"And more importantly—what kind of butterfly effect my birth caused."
After all, he was not the same Hikigaya Hachiman.
Unlike the original loner, he had friends.
In kindergarten, he was almost a leader-like existence.
He didn't feel awkward playing with children, despite having an adult soul.
Who wouldn't want to return to childhood and relive it again?
Even if the world wasn't the same.
Even if the people weren't the same.
And one more thing…
"I also got rid of my social anxiety."
"And my fear of fighting."
In his previous life, at some point during high school, he had lost his will to fight.
He didn't remember why.
No anger.
No impulse.
Always calm.
Like a candle without flame.
But before that—during middle school—he used to fight anyone who offended him.
"In this life…"
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'll ignite That flame again."
"Not a candle."
"But a Blazing sun."
"I don't want to be Buddha."
He chuckled inwardly.
"If I simulate the future normally, I already know the result."
"A mediocre job."
"A corporate slave."
Then death!
" Unless I somehow marry Yukinoshita Yukino according to Fate "
He then snorted.
"But That cold, idealistic girl who wants to fix the world?"
"She won't like someone like me."
"I'm selfish. Greedy. Lazy."
"I hate trouble."
"I won't sacrifice myself for strangers like the original Hachiman."
"I only care about my parents… my sister… and my friends."
Everyone else?
Not his problem.
"So yes."
"Without cheats, my future is already decided."
He looked at the system calmly.
"Open high-level simulation."
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[ Ding! ]
[ Does the Host wish to initiate a High-Level Simulation? ]
[ Cost: 10,000 Simulation Points ]
[ Yes / No ]
He didn't hesitate.
"Yes."
The screen shifted.
{ Select Three Talent for Simulation }
1) Highly Intelligent
(Understands problems 100× faster)
2) Top-Tier Charm
(Naturally leaves an excellent impression)
3) Son of the Mortal World
(Protagonist-level fate)
4) God-Level Talent in Technology
(No one can rival you in technology)
5) Top-Tier Talent in Biology
(If you are second, no one dares claim first)
6) Top-Tier Talent in Physics
7) Top-Tier Talent in Astrology
8) Extreme Passion Will Multiplier
(Randomly boosts willpower 1–1000× permanently)
9) Death Eyes
(Experience death within simulations)
10) Love Master
(Easily maintain multiple romantic relationships)
...
Hachiman stared at the list.
His breathing slowed.
This was the crossroads.
Charm?
Fate?
Love?
He scoffed.
"All meaningless."
His gaze stopped on one option.
5) Top-Tier Talent in Biology
His lips slowly curled into a grin.
"The human body is the most perfect copy of the universe."
"If immortality can't be cultivated…"
"Then it will be engineered."
Evolution.
Genetic Ascension.
Breaking limits at the cellular level.
This was the path that suited him.
Not relying on destiny.
Not praying to gods.
But rewriting so called lifespan existence itself.
His tiny hand clenched.
"I choose Biology."
....
The glowing screen hovered silently before him.
Hachiman stared at the list for a long time.
Ten talents.
Only three choices.
There was no hesitation in his eyes—only calm calculation.
"Charm… love… destiny tricks…" he muttered inwardly.
"Useless."
He had lived once already.
He knew exactly what kind of strength truly mattered.
Not miracles.
Not cheap protagonist luck.
Power that could be reproduced, improved, and pushed infinitely forward.
His tiny hand clenched.
"First "
His gaze locked onto the fifth option.
Top- Tier Talent in Biology
(I am number two in biology, Then no one has guts to say they are number one)
The human body was the most perfect creation of the universe.
Genes, cells, evolution—
This was the foundation of true ascension
Without hesitation
Selection Confirmed.
The screen shimmered.
Then his eyes moved again.
"Second "
[ God-Level Talent in Technology ]
(Who can rival me in Technology)
Biology alone was not enough.
Without tools, machines, computation, and artificial evolution, progress would crawl.
Technology was the lever that moved civilization.
And he intended to use it to pry open The gates of eternity.
Selection Confirmed.
Two choices locked in.
Only one remained.
The remaining talents flickered softly, waiting.
Highly Intelligent.
Top-tier physics.
Astrology.
Death Eyes.
Love Master.
He ignored them all.
His eyes settled on the third option.
Son of Mortal World (Protagonist)
He laughed softly inside.
"So that's how it is…"
Not heaven's chosen.
Not a God's descendant.
Not an immortal bloodline.
A mortal.
Bound by time.
Bound by decay.
Bound by death.
But—
Born with endless struggle, endless opportunity, and endless possibility.
"This is better," he thought.
A mortal who climbs upward with his own hands
is far more terrifying than one born on the peak.
Selection Confirmed.
The screen trembled.
Golden characters rearranged themselves.
[ Ding! Talent Selection Complete - ]
Chosen Talents : -
1) Top-Tier Talent in Biology
2) God-Level Talent in Technology
3) Son of Mortal World
...
Simulation Telent's Configuration: Locked
Simulation Cost: 10000 Points
Remaining Points: 33800
...
Hachiman exhaled slowly.
His heart beat steadily—no excitement, no madness.
Only resolve.
"No immortals… no cultivation… no Dao…"
He smiled faintly.
"Then I'll walk my own path."
Evolution.
Genetic ascension.
Artificial immortality.
If heaven did not exist Immortality
he would build it himself.
If eternal life was not granted
he would manufacture it.
His tiny fingers curled into a fist.
"Let this world be my laboratory."
And somewhere deep within his soul—
A flame, long extinguished in his previous life,
Ignited once more.
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