I was reincarnated as a child of the Warenjarl family, one of the countless noble houses—said to number over a thousand—holding the rank of baron.
To put it plainly, this was not some kind of winning position; it was the very definition of a small-fry noble.
Not the head of a chicken, but rather something like dung at the tail end of an ox.
However, since I had also lived modestly in my previous life, I found myself feeling a strange sense of comfort in that position.
With the thrifty mindset I had cultivated—my “what a waste” spirit—and my money-saving techniques, I somehow ended up being loved by my family and friends, and while being misunderstood by those around me, I went on to resolve many problems.
Unique Skills born from that “what a waste” spirit, and before I knew it, I even started acquiring nicknames like “The Frugal One Who Wields Artifacts,” but in the end, it didn’t seem like I would ever be able to give up my small-fry noble way of life.
