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The principal, beaming like a contestant on a game show, held up a glittering plastic star, a beacon of hope—or perhaps a cruel mirage—shining brightly in the eyes of the kindergarten class."Any child who goes seven days without wetting the bed will receive the Golden Self-Discipline Star!" she announced, her voice a mix of grandiosity and innocence. "And as an added bonus, the lucky winner will receive an extra cookie during nap time!"The room erupted into a chorus of gasps, cheers, and a few suspicious glances in Takuto’s direction. He, after all, was a seasoned veteran in the world of business management. And in this moment, he was ready to apply his expertise.SWOT Analysis – Bedwetting ChallengeTakuto’s business brain immediately kicked into overdrive, launching into a detailed SWOT analysis with the precision of an investor evaluating a tech startup.Strengths: In a past life, he once stayed up for 72 hours straight finishing financial reports, all while consuming an unhealth
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Takuto Kimura was in the midst of a grand project. With laser focus, he was constructing a miniature version of the Tokyo Stock Exchange using nothing but Lego blocks, the blocks strewn about in various states of incompletion. Takuto wasn’t satisfied with a mere representation of the stock exchange, however—oh no, he was an artist, a financial architect. He carefully recreated every column, every trade desk, every flashing ticker. Each block was placed with the precision of a seasoned trader analyzing market trends. However, due to his tiny hands (which, let’s face it, didn’t quite have the dexterity of an adult’s), the final structure looked more like a glorified public restroom with really ambitious aspirations. But to him, it was perfect. It was his masterpiece."Perfect," he muttered to himself as he took a step back to admire his work, his little fingers brushing over the edges of a block that stubbornly wouldn’t stick. He didn’t care. To the eyes of a child who understood the co
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Takuto Kimura was kneeling on the tatami mat, his hands eagerly accepting the thick red envelope. As the fabric rustled in his hands, his mind went into high gear, calculating its worth based on years of financial experience—his past life, of course.“Fifty thousand yen!” he screamed internally, almost unable to contain his excitement. “That’s more than the year-end bonus I gave the department manager last year! This is it—the perfect moment to make my move in the market!”But then, his eyes darted to the scene unfolding around him.His mom was staring at the red envelope with a look of "temporary custody," as if she were considering a multi-year lease agreement on his funds.His cousin, who was sitting in the corner, was leisurely spinning his limited-edition Lego Death Star on a pedestal like some kind of ridiculously wealthy financier. The Death Star gleamed in the light, a monument to consumerism and bad decisions. Takuto could practically hear the "cha-ching!" of cash registers e
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Takuto Kimura sat hunched over at the small wooden desk, clutching his pencil like a stockbroker holding on to a volatile asset. He stared at the grid paper in front of him, the blank spaces mocking him, much like a financial report riddled with discrepancies. He had to complete his homework, and the prompt was simple enough:“An Unforgettable Day”Takuto sighed dramatically, his mind buzzing like a failing business trying to make ends meet. He was a grown man trapped in a three-year-old's body, fighting a daily battle with diapers, baby food, and temper tantrums. He had already been through a lot, and the very thought of writing something "funny" made his soul ache. How was he supposed to write about something funny when his entire existence was a slapstick tragedy?After a long pause, he decided to channel his frustration into something profound.“The Impact of Rebirth on the Modern Education System,” he wrote, the words flowing onto the page like a well-oiled machine.The essay ope
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Takuto Kimura stood nervously at the door of his grandmother’s house, adjusting the red Tang suit his mom had picked out for him. He looked less like a well-dressed young boy and more like a walking WANGZAI milk candy. The vibrant red fabric clung to him as if it were trying to suffocate him with festive cheer. He could practically feel the judgment of his cousins already. As he took a deep breath, it wasn’t to prepare for family bonding but to brace himself for what he knew would be a battle—his cousin was an all-around child prodigy, and Takuto had no intention of being outperformed today."Remember," his mom squatted down to adjust his bowtie with the precision of a military drill sergeant, "when you see your cousin, make sure to say hello. And don’t go on about things like 'mergers,' 'valuation,' or 'capital flow.'"Takuto, in his infinite wisdom, rolled his eyes. His cousin was the embodiment of everything he wasn’t—organized, driven, successful. Meanwhile, Takuto's proudest acco
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On the last night of winter break, Takuto Kimura found himself buried under a mountain of homework, his face a portrait of pure existential dread. The pile before him was a towering monolith of despair that made him feel as though he'd just discovered his life’s work had been written in invisible ink—ineffectively, and with a lot of mistakes. His eyes were filled with more despair than when he had stumbled upon a bankruptcy report in his previous life—a moment that had left him so broken he considered investing in a magic bean stock instead of starting a new company. No, this... this was worse.It wasn’t just that his homework was overdue. It was that his homework was actively mocking him, taunting him like a disloyal pet that had been fed for years and now decided to bite back. How did things come to this? Takuto wondered as he surveyed the grim landscape before him. The year-end report had predicted "success," but this—this was failure.Remaining tasks:Three math notebooks (one of
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The Accidental Rebirth: The Troubles of a Three-Year-Old CEO Chapter 50: Mysterious Child Consultant
On 10:15 AM, Kimura Trading Corp Headquarters, Executive Boardroom, Yamada, Executive Director, pinched the crumpled envelope between her scarlet-painted fingernails like it was something contagious."What is this junk mail now?" she sneered, preparing to toss it into the shredder.Just then, something tumbled out—several crayon drawings and a small pile of coins.“Wait!” Vice President Sato lunged and snatched the envelope. “Are these... kid drawings?”The board members leaned in, forming a tight circle. On the first page, in clumsy, lopsided handwriting, the title read: “Kimura Trading Corporation Revival Plan”—next to a cheerful smiling sun.The second page showed stick figures. One wore glasses (labeled: IT guy) and another in a delivery uniform (labeled: Courier) holding hands.“Merge Logistics with IT?” the CFO chuckled, almost choking on his coffee. “That’s playground logic…”But Sato suddenly sat upright.“Wait a m
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Takuto Kimura, age ten—well, at least physically—sat at the breakfast table, meticulously spreading a layer of blueberry jam over his toast. He did it with such focused precision that one might think he was mapping out an international expansion strategy rather than preparing breakfast.Across from him, his six-year-old sister, Sayuri, was attacking her cereal with the enthusiasm of a mad scientist. She stirred it like she was brewing a potion, sending oats flying onto the table with every exaggerated swirl of her spoon.“Sayuri,” Takuto said, frowning in disapproval. “We must maintain proper table manners while eating.”His tone was firm, authoritative—eerily mature for a child. In fact, it was the same tone he used during board meetings in his
The Accidental Rebirth: The Troubles of a Three-Year-Old CEO Chapter 47： New Member - The Tricolor Cat
Takuto Kimura, 10 years and 2 months old, had now entered his seventh year since his reincarnation.The torrential rain relentlessly soaked Tokyo to its core in the dead of night, a cascade of water drenching the city’s neon-lit streets. Beneath the awning of a convenience store, a small figure huddled, drenched, inside a children’s raincoat. Takuto Kimura clutched in his hands the crisp banknotes he had just withdrawn from an ATM—his precious New Year’s money, carefully saved up over the past year. This modest sum would serve as his initial capital to purchase a second-hand computer, one that could connect to the internet and help him embark on the path to his ultimate goal."Meow—"The faint cry barely made it through the torrent of rain, almost swallowed up by the sound of the downpour. Takuto turned his head and, to his surprise, noticed a small calico cat huddled beside a vending machine, its green and gold eyes glowing faintl
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On 2:15 a.m, A soft nightlight was still glowing in the children's bedroom of Takuto Kimura.The nine-year-old boy sat cross-legged on his bed, surrounded by three electronic devices.On his tablet: a detailed diagram of “Physiological Changes During Puberty.”On his phone: a Stanford lecture on developmental biology.On his laptop: a freshly finished report titled “Feasibility Analysis on Accelerating Puberty Progression.”“According to available data,” he muttered, pushing up his round glasses as they slipped down his nose, “the average age for male secondary sexual characteristics to appear is 12.4 years, but by increasing protein intake and stimulating growth hormone secretion...”A sudden screeching of alley cats outside made him jump, nearly flinging his stylus across the room.This “former CEO with the soul of a thirty-year
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Takuto Kimura stood at the blackboard, explaining the solution steps for last week’s math quiz—a routine task in his capacity as the class’s “Academic Consultant.”His analysis was precise, even incorporating elements of Bayesian probability theory. Everything was proceeding smoothly… until his gaze happened to drift toward the window-side seat in the third row.Transfer student Haruko Sato was taking notes.Sunlight danced across the tips of her light brown hair. The way she furrowed her brows slightly in thought made Takuto forget entirely what he was talking about.“Therefore, we can deduce that… uh…”His voice trailed off. He felt like his CPU had just overheated.“This... that…”The entire class stared in shock. Their usually eloquent “Little Professor” had suddenly become a stammering mess. Miu, sitting nearby,
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Takuto Kimura stood in front of the height-measuring device at the school’s annual physical, wearing a face more grim than a CEO reading a bankruptcy report.“156.3 centimeters,” the school nurse announced flatly. “That’s a 2.1 centimeter increase from last year.”The number hit Takuto like a punch to the gut. He stared at the growth chart on the health report like it was a plummeting stock graph.“Impossible!” he screamed internally.“With my nutrition and exercise regimen, I should at least be at the average line!”After school, he locked himself in his room and dove headfirst into data analysis. His walls were plastered with handmade charts:Correlation Between Daily Calcium Intake and Height GrowthGraph of Sleep Duration vs. Growth Hormone SecretionPeer Height Grow
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Takuto Kimura stood in front of the bathroom mirror, having just finished wiping the water from his face—when suddenly, his eyes locked onto something on his forehead.A single pimple.Bright red. Perfectly round. Boldly positioned right between his eyebrows like it was challenging him. It stood tall like a miniature volcano, moments from erupting.“This can’t be happening!”He sucked in a sharp breath. His finger trembled as it moved closer to the blemish, like it was pointing at a financial market crash indicator.“I’ve been meticulous with my skincare! Twice-daily cleansing, oil-control toner, moisturizing lotion, even weekly deep-clean masks!”Leaning closer, he examined the business-image-destroyer in full detail. It was plump, glossy, and somehow gleaming under the bathroom light, as if announcing:“You, Takut
