In this Second Chance at Life, where I can see skills as clear as day, everything feels like a breeze. And to make it even better, I’m spending my days joyfully with my First Love. - Chapter 8

Magical power may be invisible unless actively perceived, but it has mass and texture—it’s a tangible material.

Until now, I had trained by manipulating, kneading, and shaping it, but reaching [Magic Enhancement Lv. 5] brought a breakthrough: I could finally sit on my magic.

While sitting on it didn’t serve any practical purpose, it meant that to anyone unable to see magic, I might appear to float slightly above the ground—resembling a certain “Venerable Master.” A dark joke, considering the suspects in that story hadn’t all been caught in this timeline yet.

What mattered was that my magic had become strong enough to support my body weight. Naturally, this presented an exciting new possibility: using it for muscle training.

I called it Magic Load Training—a method where magical power applies pressure to specific parts of the body to enhance efficiency during workouts.

Examples included:
• Adding downward pressure during push-ups.
• Protecting the knees during squats.
• Fixing the legs during sit-ups to prevent unnecessary movement.

• Using magic to either accelerate or resist during runs.
While this wasn’t strictly necessary during summer vacation, it promised to be invaluable once school resumed—allowing me to incorporate strength training even during class.
To test my idea, I wrapped my entire body in magical power and applied opposing forces to my movements.

“Whoa, this feels… weird!”

It was like running underwater without getting wet. I’d heard of soldiers training by walking through water, and now I understood the appeal—it was exhausting. But humans are, by nature, gluttons for punishment.

The novelty of training with magic was so exhilarating that I overdid it, pushing myself until my muscles spasmed and I collapsed in the park. My dad, worried when I didn’t return home on time, came looking for me and found me lying there.

“Why do you always push yourself until you drop?” he cried, tears in his eyes.

I felt a pang of guilt, but thanks to [Super Recovery], I avoided muscle pain the next day.

As a first grader, I didn’t have summer homework for independent research, so I set my own goal: reducing rest periods between strength training sessions.

With my new ability to use magical power for resistance, I found myself constantly training—whether during workouts, breaks, or even while playing with Ichika. Whether we were running around, building sandcastles, or constructing secret bases, I kept my magic in motion, improving my skills.

Current Status:
Name: Yasushi Sashima
Stamina: 52/64
Strength: 56
Magic Power: 84
Agility: 56
Level: 1
Job: None
Skills:
• [Appraisal Lv. 6]
• [Agility Enhancement Lv. 5]
• [Stamina Enhancement Lv. 6]
• [Strength Enhancement Lv. 5]
• [Super Recovery Lv. 7]
• [Calculation Lv. 9]
• [Mental Resistance Lv. 8]
• [Magic Enhancement Lv. 9]
• [Farming Lv. 4]
• [Physical Resistance Lv. 3]
• [Teaching Lv. 3]
• [Flexibility Lv. 2]
Unique Skill: [Repeated Trials]

In just one month, [Magic Enhancement] had surged ahead of my other skills. While magic was undeniably useful, I disliked the growing imbalance.

Perhaps it was my previous life, where I’d survived 26 years without magic, that made me hesitant to rely on it too heavily. For me, the body was the foundation, and maintaining its strength was essential.

To address the fatigue that came with intense training, I devised a plan: leveraging [Super Recovery] to repair muscle damage and bypass rest periods.

The key ingredient? Protein.

Protein powder would have been ideal, but since I didn’t have any at home, I settled for boiled eggs. I boiled all 10 eggs in a pack and continued my magic-enhanced strength training while they cooked. Between that and the hour-long run I’d completed earlier, my muscles were screaming in protest.

By the time the eggs were ready, I was trembling from exhaustion. Peeling them with unsteady hands, I burned my fingers, but I figured [Super Recovery] would heal them. I seasoned each egg differently—salt, mayonnaise, soy sauce—and ate all ten.

“Wow… I feel great!”

The fatigue had vanished, but this method wasn’t without its downsides:
1. Cost: A pack of 10 eggs costs 150 yen. Using a pack per day quickly becomes expensive for a child’s allowance.
2. Monotony: By the end of the meal, the texture of the egg whites had become nauseating. I knew I’d get sick of them in just a few days.
Determined to find a better solution, I experimented with other foods:
• Chicken: Effective but costly—about 400 yen per serving to fully recover. It also became monotonous over time.
• Tofu: Affordable at 210 yen for three blocks, but cold tofu left my stomach feeling chilly. Boiling it might solve this issue.
• Milk: A liter worked well and tasted fine, but the bloated feeling made me queasy during workouts.

Eating activated [Super Recovery], but it didn’t eliminate the food’s physical presence. Excessive eating, combined with relentless anaerobic exercise, led to an inevitable outcome: vomiting.

After emptying the fridge and throwing up in the bathroom, my usually calm mom slapped me.

When I explained my situation, my parents—already aware of my obsessive training habits—agreed to buy me protein powder. It was a win, but they also banned reckless methods like today’s.
In the end, it was a wash. While I’d gained a more sustainable solution, I learned the hard way that even with skills like [Super Recovery], pushing too hard comes at a cost.