Ah yes, death by truck. The classic.
Our protagonist—average salaryman, no girlfriend, no life, allergic to sunlight—was peacefully walking home one day when life (or rather, a ten-ton delivery truck) decided, "You know what? Let's spice things up."
BAM. Instant isekai.
But instead of waking up in some grand godly realm, he found himself being kissed. By a girl. At least that's new for him.
"Darling…" said a soft, almost musical voice. "Please wake up…"
His eyes fluttered open, and before him was a vision straight out of a fantasy dating sim: a girl with silver hair, emerald eyes, pointy ears, and beauty levels that would make a Disney princess jealous.
Unfortunately, she was also four years old.
Plot twist.
He sat up, only for his brain to be hit with the equivalent of a magical PowerPoint presentation. Memories came flooding in—memories that weren't his. Turns out, our formerly single-and-sad hero was now in the body of Luciel Altherion, heir to the ultra-wealthy and ultra-snobby House Altherion.
And guess what?
Luciel was a prodigy. The kind of kid who could cast fireballs while tying his shoelaces and defeat grown knights with a stick.
But hold your dragons. Here comes the real kicker:
HE WAS MARRIED.
Yes. You read that right. Married. At age four.
To the same adorable elf girl who just kissed him awake like this was some fairy tale reboot for toddlers.
Her name? Aeris Valandrel.
Also a noble. Also four years old. Also a prodigy. Also apparently head-over-heels in love with him.
Now, if you're wondering if this is normal in this world… It's not.
It's just noble things. Politics, alliances, "strengthening family bonds"—the usual rich people nonsense. Their two houses are so close that you could throw a rock and hit her bedroom window.
But here's the juicy part:
The original Luciel? The one who owned this adorable little meat suit before our MC crash-landed into it?
Yeah, he hated Aeris.
> "Ugh, she's clingy. Why does she always smile? I hate smiling. She's always around. Shoo."
What a dumb-ass. Man had a literal elven goddess in baby form calling him darling and still acted like a moody potato.
But our new Luciel? Oh, he took one look at her sparkling eyes and was like:
> "SHE'S. SO. BEAUTIFUL."
I mean, what did you expect? This man never even held hands in his past life. Now he's got a wife, a mansion, magic powers, and the freedom to eat as many pastries as he wants.
So naturally, what does he do?
He hugs her.
Right there. Without hesitation. No inner monologue, no blushing anime nosebleed. Just straight-up hugged his tiny elf wife like he was claiming her for life.
Aeris blinked. Her little cheeks turned pink. She gasped and whispered, "You're acting different… but I like it."
And just like that, the romance flag was raised.
You're four, bro. FOUR. And you're already unlocking affection points like it's a visual novel.
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And so, our totally confused, slightly overwhelmed, yet secretly thrilled protagonist took his first step into his new life as a sword-wielding, spell-casting, wife-having noble child.
Oh, and just wait until bedtime.
Because cuddles are "important for future comfort."
But that, dear reader, is a story for Chapter 2.