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Reborn as Javier De Armand, the youngest son of a lower rank noble household, former salaryman Nakamura Junichi faces a world of privilege, chaos, and responsibility.From his earliest days as a baby to his rise as a formidable adult, Javier’s life is anything but simple., Javier must navigate the expectations of noble society while pursuing his own freedom and dreams.

As he grows, he learns that nobility comes with its burdens—managing territories, forging alliances, defending against enemies, and earning the respect of both his peers and the commoners he vows to protect. But life as a noble is no fairy tale. Rival families scheme for power, enemy threaten the borders, and kingdoms teeter on the brink of war.

Being the youngest son places Javier in a unique position. Neither the heir nor the spare, he must carve out his own role within his family and society. With his sharp mind, decisive personality, and memories of his past life, Javier takes on challenges that many would shy away from.Recruit allies and build his own influence, carefully balancing his desire for independence with the duties expected of him as a noble. Along the way, he must navigate family dynamics, political challenges, and his ambition to leave a lasting mark on this fantastical world.

In a realm where strength, wit, and cunning reign supreme, Javier's journey blends humor, slice-of-life moments, and lighthearted chaos as he crafts his own destiny while keeping those closest to him by his side.

Reborn As Noble

"Yes, my love?" he replied, turning to her with eager eyes, still filled with a sense of power.

She just raised her hand and made a small, graceful gesture with her fingers.

Kenjirou blinked, momentarily confused.

Without thinking. Without resisting. His knees went weak.

He dropped to the ground, kneeling before her.

His eyes were wide, and his breathing was uneven.

He looked up, startled. "Why did I—?"

Zephyra stepped closer, her smile calm. She reached out and gently touched his cheek.

"You don't need to understand," she whispered.

She leaned in and softly brushed her lips against his forehead.

Kenjirou stared at her, heart racing. He felt confused, enchanted, and trapped.

"You love me, don't you, Kenjirou?" Her voice was soft, like silk against his skin.

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