My blessed life in another world

My name is Ren, I will be 18 this year. I was previously living in The USA but I have moved to japan this year, from my childhood I was not good at studies or sports but I have always been praised for my helping nature and sometimes I was scolded because of it as I sometimes put even myself in danger. Well something similar happened today I was exploring the streets of the town when I saw a girl around my age crossing the road. She was talking on her phone so she did not notice the high speed car coming towards her, I moved unconsciously towards her and pushed her away, I heard her voice saying are you stupid dammit” and the moment she looked towards me I was hit by a tremendous shock, and lost my consciousness.

What is this pressure I can’t breath, ugh, and then there was sudden rush of air and I was able to breath, I was suddenly hit on my butt and I unconsciously let out a voice.

“ogyaa ogyaa”

Eh what is this baby’s cry, I tried making a voice again but it was again a baby like voice.

While I was thinking about this I was lifted up and hugged by someone. I was not able to open my eyes, somehow I understood the situation, it seems like I was reborn. As soon as I think of this I understand one thing that I don’t remember everything about my previous life. The only thing that I remember is that my name was ren and I died while saving a girl in japan.

It has been 1 0 days since my birth. Now I know that this is not earth as I saw something unbelievable the other day it was magic, yes magic exists in this world. Somehow I understand the language of this world but it is not English or Japanese the two languages I knew in my previous life. Well any way it seems the country I am born in was at war with its neighbor from past 3 years but it seems on the day of my birth my father who is the military general of the country killed the king of the enemy country. Ah! Yeah this world has aristocracy and my father is a margrave. Well anyway it seems that my father was promoted to the rank of duke because of his achievements and today he is returning home. In this world there is a tradition that a new born is given its name by his father unless the father is not dead, and until the child is not given its name no one except its mother or wet nurse can visit the child. So it concludes that I don’t have a name yet and I have not seen anyone else except my mom. While I was thinking about useless things while laying in my mother’s lap the door to the room opened wit a loud noise and I saw a handsome man.

“Was the child born dear”

Said the man, it seems that the man is my father.

“yes he is a healthy boy”

“hahaha I have the best name for him in my mind, From today onwards the third son of duke of Zephyrus will be called Kranok……., Kranok Bell Zephyrus”.