I guess my name in this world is Rika. I think we live in a middle cla.s.s family looking at inside of my room. It is a two-story house with modern technology that is styled in a modern way. I open my door and go downstairs into the dining room.

The young woman that look like in her thirties with dark blue hair hitting her waist with curves accentuated with her ap.r.o.n glances at me and goes back to cooking breakfast. I'm guessing this is my mother and my father is not on the second floor, not that I know how he looks like. "Where's dad?" I asked.

My mother replied, "You know that your dad went to work. Remember your dad starts his s.h.i.+ft this week starting from 7am?"

7AM?! Who goes to work at 7! I wonder what work he does. "What work does dad do again?"

"You know that your dad works as a basic programer! That's why we struggle to get by day to day with your education expenses," my mom grumbles.

"Anyways, hurry up and get ready for school, I need to hurry up and drive you so that I can get to work. Didn't I tell you today that my s.h.i.+ft starts at 9? Hurry up and eat breakfast!"

My mom places a bowl of rice with a plate of eggs and fish on the wooden table as I get ready to eat as I sit down on my transparent plastic chair. By the time I finish eating, I rapidly went to my room to get ready for school.

I see inside my closet, I have a nicely ironed uniform inside. Wow! I guess in this world even children in kindergarten have to wear uniforms. In my past life, it started in middle school. I wore my uniform and went downstairs into the car. Since, it's kindergarten, it looks like I will have a very easy going life from now on.