Transmigrating: Starting in the Cyberpunk World

Armored Dragon Calendar Year 410

Roa City.

In a standard noble courtyard in the central district.

An elegant noblewoman with beautiful features and dignified manners was applying bruise-healing medicine to her child, who had just turned five not long ago.

He was a boy with black hair and black eyes, exceptionally cute in appearance, though several bruises and swellings on his originally smooth face marred his looks.

"Noah, you should stay away from that young lady in the future. Don't listen to your father; no matter how prominent the Greyrat family is, it has nothing to do with us."

Noah's mother looked at her child with a pained expression. Usually, she couldn't even bring herself to speak harshly to Noah, yet the young lady of the Greyrat family had sat on him and beaten him.

Look at what she did to Noah's little face.

"Mom, don't worry about it. I was just careless that day and didn't dodge. Besides, I didn't come out on the losing end. I gave that Little Chili a nasty bite too; she was almost in tears."

Noah—well, he could now be called Kael—said with his head held high in pride.

The story started yesterday.

It was the fifth birthday banquet for the young lady of the Greyrat family.

According to local tradition, a grand birthday celebration is held for a child every five years.

As the ruler of Roa City, Philip naturally wanted to organize a grand event for his daughter.

Kael's family was considered a minor noble family with some connections to the Greyrat family, so they were on the guest list.

With the intention of moving up in the world, Noah's father wanted his son to get acquainted with the Greyrat heiress at this birthday banquet to strengthen the bond between the two families.

Noah's father was very confident in his son's looks.

He had even spent a large sum of money to prepare a birthday gift.

However, no one expected that the young lady would perfectly inherit the personality of her grandfather, Sauros. Showing none of the grace expected of a noble lady, she started a brawl right at her own birthday banquet.

The reason was simply that Kael hadn't made way for the young lady in time, causing the two to collide.

The hot-tempered young lady slapped Noah on the spot.

That slap directly turned Noah into Kael.

Could Kael tolerate this?

He was a man who respected women most, but against a mere Little Chili, he'd use his Lion's Fang!

Then the two little ones got into a scuffle.

Relying on the advantage of girls developing earlier and the swordsmanship training she had recently received, the young lady once held the upper hand.

But Kael was no pushover. Since his fists and kicks weren't enough, he simply bared his teeth.

Although he had been 'ridden' by women plenty in his past life, it wasn't in this manner. Did he not care about his dignity?

Although the final result was that Kael took a few more punches and looked a bit worse for wear, the young lady's situation wasn't much better. When their parents pulled them apart, she was almost in tears.

It really hurt.

If she lifted her clothes, there would surely be two rows of teeth marks on her thigh.

Hmph, I, Kael, haven't been a pushover since I was a kid; my bite is quite sharp.

He believed that with such an experience, the young lady would definitely have a deep impression of her first five-year birthday banquet, even if the gift prepared in advance was wasted.

Although the young lady herself had a violent temper, her father was reasonable. Knowing it wasn't Kael's fault, he didn't hold a grudge even though things had turned out like this.

It was just that Noah's father's original plan would likely fall through.

"You bean sprout inside! Get out here!!"

The young lady's somewhat sharp voice rang out from outside the courtyard; it was quite recognizable.

"Noah, ignore her. We'll just avoid her."

Hearing this voice, Noah's mother's expression changed, and she quickly held Kael down, fearing more bruises would appear on her son's face.

"I should avoid her?!"

Kael slapped the table and stood up.

A small body, but a great aura.

Having been reincarnated once, could I really let myself suffer at the hands of a Little Chili twice?

"You Little Chili outside! Just wait until I get out there and show you!"

Kael responded loudly and looked around, finding a thick storybook.

With a handy weapon in his hand, his confidence rose.

He would use this 'Truth' to properly educate that ignorant young lady outside.

"Noah!"

Noah's mother couldn't stop him in time and could only watch as Kael rushed out.

The Greyrat heiress stood just outside the gate, with a tall guard standing a few meters behind her.

That signature deep red wavy long hair was exceptionally dazzling, and her bright red eyes held a hint of ferocity.

Different from her noble lady attire at the birthday banquet, today she had changed into a light dress, with pure white tights above her leather boots, looking playful and cute.

However, the first moment Kael walked out and saw her, he realized things were bad.

Damn, this girl brought a weapon too.

It was a small wooden sword, specifically for children's swordsmanship training.

Damn it!

Her 'Truth' seemed even truer than his; now that he lacked the equipment advantage, things were going to be tricky.

Kael's lively black eyes flickered. Before he could think of a way, the young lady, seeing the person she had been 'longing' for appear, rushed over impatiently.

She had spent the last two days forgetting food and sleep to learn a few moves from her family's swordsmanship teacher, all to reclaim the face she had lost last time.

Since the young lady could remember, she had never suffered such a big loss.

Today, she absolutely had to make this fair-skinned bean sprout kneel and beg for mercy.

"What did you just call me? Say it again if you have the guts!"

The young lady pressed forward aggressively, her dancing red hair looking as if it were on fire.

"Then perk up your ears and listen clearly!"

Kael glared back without backing down, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Little Chili! Little Chili! Little Chili!!"

"Aaaah! Bean sprout, see if I don't knock all your teeth out!"

The young lady was driven mad; no one had ever dared to provoke her like this. She raised her wooden sword and charged.

Kael dropped the 'Truth' in his hand and turned to run.

This wasn't cowardice; it was a strategic relocation.

The previous head-on clash had already taught him that he didn't have the advantage in physical fitness, and looking at her posture, she had definitely undergone swordsmanship training.

The only advantage Kael could find now was the terrain.

This is my house; I can't let you beat me in my own home.

Relying on his familiarity with the environment, the young lady really couldn't catch up to Kael for a while, chasing him fiercely with her wooden sword.

Noah's mother shouted in panic, trying to stop them, but as an ordinary person, she couldn't keep up with the two little monkeys.

"You bean sprout! Where's the courage you had when you bit me? Why are you running? Fight me for three hundred rounds!"

The young lady shouted as she ran, her energy level terrifyingly high.

"Then drop the sword in your hand first!"

How could Kael fall for such a low-level provocation? Instead, he countered with a retort.

"Fine!"

The young lady was stubborn as well and threw the sword behind her.

At that moment, Kael seized the opportunity, threw a handful of dirt to blind her eyes, and followed up with a shoulder charge that tackled the young lady to the ground.

"Shameless!!"

The young lady shouted in frustration, but with her blurred vision, she could only wave her hands wildly.

"It's called strategy! You foolish Little Chili!"

Kael pinned the young lady beneath him, pressing her hands down with force; she was actually quite hard to control.

For a five-year-old child, this young lady's strength was truly a bit much.

"I'll give you a chance to surrender!"

"Never!!"

"In that case, don't blame me!"

"What are you going to do?"

The young lady was momentarily panicked, her inability to see clearly intensifying the emotion, but her inner stubbornness and refusal to lose made her grit her teeth and hold on.

Kael flipped the young lady over, sat firmly on her waist, and amidst her panicked cries, took off her shoes.

Biting her like that last time hadn't made her surrender, so Kael naturally had to try a different method.

"Wait..."

The young lady realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

She could endure pain, but tickling was truly hard to withstand; it was what she feared most.

The small feet wrapped in cotton socks felt fleshy in his hands, and the texture was indeed quite nice, but sorry, Kael had no mercy now; he only wanted to hear the wails of life.

"Hahaha—Aaaah—."

The group of adults who rushed over saw this "cruel" scene and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Save me quickly save me."

The young lady's laughter carried a hint of a sob, sounding both pitiful and hilarious.

"Still not surrendering?"

Kael used his nimble fingertips to stroke up and down the young lady's smooth soles, constantly battering her psychological defenses.

How could a little girl withstand such interrogation and torture?

Finally, the young lady couldn't take it and said through gritted teeth.

"I surrender."

"Who is the Little Chili?"

"Don't go too far... Haha, I'm the Little Chili, I'm the Little Chili, alright?!"

A tear of humiliation slid from the corner of the young lady's eye; she had never suffered such a grievance.

"Good girl~."

Kael reached out and patted the young lady's head.

This was adding insult to injury; how cruel!

Kael stood up and released the young lady, holding his head high like a victor, but the young lady immediately launched a counterattack, sticking out her leg to trip him to the ground.

"You can't handle losing!! You Little Chili!!"

"Who surrendered? I didn't! That was just a strategy, don't you get it?! You foolish bean sprout!"

The young lady let out a sinister laugh, shouting in a way that was both cute and dangerous.

Just as she was about to retaliate, she was stopped by people called over by Noah's mother.

She had forgotten that Kael had the home-field advantage here; there were plenty of people who could step in and play favorites.

"Let go of me!!"

Seeing her chance for a comeback being blocked, how could the young lady stand it?

Unfortunately, she was still small after all; even if the attendants just stood in the way, she could hardly get around them.

Kael stood up with some lingering fear; his face had almost suffered again. This girl deeply understood the truth of hitting the face; who knew she'd learn so fast and even learn how to play dirty.

"Eris."

A sudden shout stopped everything.

The young lady's father, Philip, arrived. Having learned his daughter had snuck out, he knew what she was up to and rushed over immediately.

At the birthday banquet, in front of so many guests, she had beaten someone who came to congratulate her, and now she was coming to their door?

Without giving the young lady a chance to continue her antics, Philip pulled her to his side and said seriously.

"This time you've really gone too far."

"Father..."

Eris felt a bit aggrieved but didn't know how to explain.

After all, she had come to cause trouble and ended up losing; could she really say it was the other person's fault?

That logic wouldn't hold up anywhere.

"I'm sorry, Noah."

"It's fine, Mr. Philip. This time Eris surrendered."

"I did not!!"

Eris would never admit she surrendered, especially in such a humiliating way.

"Since Lady Eris says she didn't, then she didn't."

Kael showed a victor's composed smile, which stimulated Eris so much she almost exploded again.

Seeing that things were about to get rowdy again, Philip could only take Eris and leave first.

It wasn't that he didn't want to discipline his daughter, but his father doted on his granddaughter too much. Faced with his father's blunt way of doing things, what could he do?

"My poor little Noah, are you alright?"

Noah's mother worriedly picked Kael up and only sighed in relief after a careful inspection.

Aside from his clothes being a bit messy, he wasn't injured this time.

"I'm fine, Mom. Didn't you see I made that Little Chili surrender?"

Kael couldn't quite stand his mother's over-affection.

It was fine before his memories awakened, but now his mind was as mature as could be.

"Look at that Eris; she doesn't have a shred of a noble lady's manner. You still have to stay away from her in the future."

"I know, Mother. By the way, when will my home magic tutor arrive?"

Kael felt a sense of urgency.

He had tricked the young lady once, but what about next time?

He didn't count on Philip being able to control Eris at all; she would surely come looking for him again sooner or later. What would he do then?

The best way to solve the problem was to improve himself.

Five years old was just about the best stage for enlightenment.

Nobles with the means would arrange for home tutors to officially start their professional path as swordsmen or mages.

Kael had heard his father say before that he had already found a Saint-tier Mage for him, so why hadn't the person shown up yet?

According to the general knowledge courses he had learned at home before.

The path of the extraordinary in this world had a total of seven ranks.

They were Elementary, Intermediate, advanced-level, Saint, King, Emperor, and God.

Being able to achieve an advanced-level-tier profession already made one a person in ten thousand, an elite among Adventurers, and sufficient to serve as a lecturer in a magic university.

A Saint-tier Mage was already standing at the peak of the professional pyramid.

As a minor local noble, Kael didn't even know how his father had managed to hire a Saint-tier Mage. Was there something he didn't know?

Regardless, the stronger the home tutor's strength, the better it was for Kael.

"Don't worry, she should be here tomorrow."

Noah's mother said as she gently brushed the dust off Kael's body.

"She?"

Kael muttered to himself, already beginning to look forward to it.