Ah, I should have known.
Maybe if I planned my life more thoroughly, I wouldn't be conscious in a womb right now! Ugh, how unpleasant...
I could only sigh bitterly on the inside as I waited until eventually, I would successfully pop out of this warm slimy place.
Sometimes I heard a females voice from above, she sang lullabies and rubbed her belly trying to make me move. On rare occasions I complied with the lady's commands, kicking at her stomach to prove I'm in fact, alive.
All I knew so far was that I was extremely, most definitely, bored. Nine frickin months!? How do women do this shit, I'm a baby and I can already feel the exertion this woman is making just to keep herself upright. Plus it's getting a little cramped.
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So there I spent in an incubator, seven months passed from what I can tell. I checked the date with my system capabilities sometimes, but I won't be using it for anything beyond that.
Today is a little odd though, the female carrying me seems to be ill. I heard several maids and doctors come to visit. From what I can tell the female carrying me isn't very strong and is very prone to illness. A doctor suggested a C-section but the female would most likely not make it, but apparently, the illness hasn't gone away for two months now and is only getting worse. I started to worry if I'd ever get into this world safely and not bring others down with only my pure existence.
I'm sorry, the person who may die. Maybe if I never put my existence here, you would have lived. But I'm sure you would like to die, the maids don't respect you, they're spiteful and hateful towards you and yet all you do is care for me in spite of their vulgar behavior. I will punish them thoroughly for you as the person who incubated me.
Ah, it seems my mother in this life is very bold, risking her life she ordered the C-section. I don't understand the relationship of a mother to a child, but I have seen many examples of this motherly desire to care for the one they've been keeping alive for so long. Maybe it's an emotion I once had as well, the one to protect and care for things, if I did, it's probably long been forgotten.
The warm pool I had been so comfortable in was unfortunately dragged away. A small cry left my lips due to the shock of temperature change leaving the comfortable warmth. Hands wrapped around me as the world became much clearer than the muddled things I used to hear.
"It's a boy!" A male doctor I suppose yelled as he quickly handed me to nurses. I couldn't see anything yet nor open my eyes, I was so weak and feeble at the moment I could die by simply being grabbed too hard! Not to mention I was born prematurely of seven months, I bet I look like an ugly rat.
Not a moment later yells of doctors were heard, my mother was declared dead.
I could only feel a little agitated at that fact but that was all. The nurse cleaning me at the moment was very rough with my baby skin and all I could do was cry helplessly. Luckily a maid asked to do it more lightly and to my delight, I was treated more delicately, before being tousled into a bowl of water. Seriously what is wrong with these people!? Like I get it, I'm an illegitimate child, and all- ugh forget it. I should have chosen the modern-day.
After I came into this world I was cleaned then put in clothes and eventually put into a crib. I could finally open my eyes, but no one was around but myself. I am currently hungry, tired, and cranky. Give me food!
I pouted and started to consider being a system- but my prayers were answered when the door opened coming in a young maid at the tender age of 8, holding a bottle.
The girl had brown hair and brown eyes, she had a cute face and seemed very lively with her big grin.
"Young master! I've been promoted to be your maid, aren't you happy!" The little girl squealed running to me before enthusiastically shoving the bottle in my mouth. Surprised by the attack my heart skipped at least three beats! C'mon, I'm a baby, don't scare me like that! And you? I glared at the girl enraged, this girl is my maid? The one to take care of me?
Maybe I should have checked the ethics of this world more thoroughly.
"Ah, young master! Your ears are so pretty! How could the other maids mock you for being a weak bloodline!? YOUR SO CUTE!"
My eardrums are literally gonna burst, she needs a sock in her mouth before I actually start going system mode on her ass. Okay, now I'm choking! I'm choking!
"Oh, young master I'm sorry I got excited and moved your bottle too fast! There there it's okay I've trained to take care of babies since I was small!"
The young girl picked me up patting my back continuing to be a chatterbox. I hope she realizes she's still small, and that she's really annoying at the moment.
Tweaking some things won't hurt, will it? It's not abusing my system capabilities, it won't hurt anyone if it's only between one person, right?
A marvelous plan was blossoming in my head as I started to feel a little sleepy, but forced my eyes awake.
Okay, here it goes.
[Kid, can you hear me?]
The girl jumped in fright as she looked around for the voice with sharp eyes. "Where are you?" The girl called out tightening her hold on my form.
[Ow, hey I'm the baby! Could you not smush me before I even turn one!?]
The girl's eyes widened in shock before looking down at me, the atmosphere turning cold and quiet, the once lively girl was now frozen.
"Y-young master?" She questions with raised eyebrows.
[Yes?]
Her pupils narrowed as she looked at my face like seeing a ghost. "AH! I have to tell them you can talk! And you can use communication magic! OH MY GOSH, AND YOU WERE JUST BORN!" The girl seemed deep in her thoughts and fears as she mumbled biting her lip with a pale face.
"How about you keep it a secret between you and me. Who knows what they'll do to me when they find out I'm some monster with intelligence at birth- agreed?"
She smiled. She grinned from ear to ear as if she's never made a promise before and was fulfilling a childhood dream. Where did the anxious girl go? Why did her emotions change so quickly? Maybe a disorder...
"Okay, pinky promise! I'm Toma, yours is Ivy." Toma grabbed my nubbed pinky finger and gently shook it with hers, it was kinda amusing to watch.
[Okay, let's get along]
Let's just take this one calm baby step at a time.