Now in my rather decrepit crib, I tried to come to my senses somehow. The calendar showed that it had been five months since I had turned on all my needs. And that time was the worst time I had ever lived. Probably even dark space was much better than I am now. These personal physical and mental humiliations. Sleeping and waking up most of the time just to go under myself and eat was pretty monstrous and it was acting on my morale pretty well.
I don't know how, but still I was able to get over my desire to put everything back in the setting. During this time, I haven't had the urge to look at my stats and I don't think I will anytime soon. Because I already have the urge to sleep and I don't think I'll be able to examine my status in any normal way, so all that remains is to remember all the time that has passed since I was born.
It hasn't been a very long time since I was born and it was time for my mother to be discharged from the hospital. So early in the morning, I was picked up in my arms and put into a summoned car that was waiting for us on the street outside the hospital. Because of the great stress on my body, I didn't even want to sleep, so I just drove and quietly watched the houses fly by, while listening to my mother chirp something to me. I think learning the local language should be the first thing to do, because it's not very nice not to understand what you're being told.
After driving quite, a long distance, which took a few dozen minutes, we stopped at a two-story apartment building, which was a little not the best quality, but I think there was nothing to complain about. We went up the stairs to the second floor, which were on the outside of the house, and walked to the farthest door. After which the mother opened the door.
And it was a bit sparse. The first thing that caught my eye was the shabby walls and a few doors not of the best quality either, but I guess that wasn't much of a problem and it could be fixed in the future, well in the future it wouldn't all matter if it was the world of some zombie apocalypse. But anyway, I was carried through the first doors and into the second door on the right.
It was also a rather sparsely furnished room, but it had all the comforts of life like a bed and an old desk. I also understand that it was my room by the crib, which was next to the wall, but whatever it was, that was the crib I had been put in and in which I had been staying all this time.
It was also confirmed that I had no father, in that the only person I saw was my mother. It is possible that he is just on some kind of business trip, but I don't have much hope of that. I don't know what happened to him, but it's pretty hard for my mother to pull her family on her own.
I don't see her most of the day, I understand she goes to work, it's certainly not the best practice for children, but I'm not a child either, and I don't think she has any choice but to work during the day. The only thing I can do is create as little trouble as possible.
But even in spite of all this she would still try to give me as much time as possible, because when she came back from work, she would immediately run to me to feed me and clean up the not so nice places, and then go and eat by herself and then spend maximum time with me, even though there were bags under her eyes, trying to read me some books or just talk to me. After all this, it is impossible not to call this woman a kindred spirit.
(Time Passage)
Another year went by and I was already a year and a half old. I don't know how I was able to endure it, perhaps the Player's Mind helped me in some way, if I had one, because I still had no chance to check my "Status". My body has certainly become a little stronger and I don't get so sleepy all the time anymore, but I don't think it's the right time for that yet.
Now sitting on my crib, I was waiting for my mother to come from work, because it was already quite late and she was usually home at this time. But her status indicated that she was fine, so I guess there was nothing to worry about.
And damn how nice it was to start walking and finally be able to do something besides lie down, eat and eventually go to the bathroom under myself. I was also able to understand the most repetitive word my mother said, which logically was the word "Mom." After I understood it, for the sake of pleasing this woman I decided to say it, which was worth it because she had a happy smile on her face for the day and that made her run all day as if she had a new battery plugged in. Also, after I was able to say the first word came a notification from the system which freaked me out a bit at the time.
[New skill learned!]
[Japanese: Level 1]
[Properties: The user knows how to say several letters and words, and can also pronounce them]
[Description: it is a common language spoken by the population of the country]
After I had it, the knowledge of it came to my mind. It was as if the information was transferred to the computer, it wasn't there, and then in a second, I already knew about it. At the same time, other words and letters came into my head, which I hadn't even pronounced. It was unbelievable! Did that mean I was getting knowledge out of thin air which automatically added to my skills. That's definitely cool! It had been months since I got this skill and now, I was at level "12" and I could already write some hieroglyphs, even though I had never even seen them. But by learning new words, hearing them or maybe seeing them somewhere, the skill starts to gain experience. And now I can more or less talk, of course, with mistakes and mangling words, but I can still talk.
Flipping through the "story" trying to find something to speed up a little time before his mother's arrival, you could certainly watch TV, but in our house, it was not so we have to entertain themselves somehow.
Flipping through a little over six months, my gaze caught on a system notification that I hadn't seen before or just hadn't noticed.
[In honor of your birthday, the system gives you a "System Coin"]
System Coin?... That's... Damn! With all the childish problems, I completely forgot that I had a "Slot Machine". As soon as I remembered it, a forgotten window appeared before my eyes. The first thing that caught my eye was that the number "001" was proudly displayed in the system coin window. As I supposed, I only got one coin, which is eerily small, but maybe something cool would come out of it. So, without being slow, I concentrated on popping the coin into the mechanism.
In the window in front of my eyes appeared an animation of what looked like a gold coin, with a proud one on one side and a zero flaunting on the other. I think that suited them well. As I watched the coin drop into the mechanism, which immediately began to work, and in the upper glass part where the round containers were located, movements began to take place. They began to spin clockwise for no apparent reason, and some containers bounced and fell back into the whirlpool for no apparent reason.
And then the movements finally stopped and everything calmed down. Throughout the room I was in, or perhaps it was in my head, I heard the sound of a falling object, which fell out of the lower compartment and immediately appeared before my eyes. It was a plain white ball, with a line in the middle connecting the upper and lower compartments.
As I watched the ball hanging in front of my eyes, I waited for it to open, but nothing happened. And I realized that I had to press on this balloon to make it open, which I immediately did.
The ball started wobbling from side to side as if someone was pushing it, and after a few seconds it started to shine with a bright golden light, and if I was in a dark room, I think it might have blinded me. And then there was the sound of an opening and a small window appeared in front of me.
[Received: Dirty White Shirt]
[The item was placed in my inventory]
Dirty... White... Shirt... Really? Dirty white shirt! And I got this for a nickel that comes out once a year! Where's the justice in all this! There was no way to describe how angry I was now, I even wanted to smash something, but there was nothing in the room to smash.
After sitting there for a few more minutes beating the air and being angry at everything that exists I finally calmed down and was able to look at the whole situation soberly. The whole situation is that I got garbage and there's no way to change it, but maybe there were chances about it not being the easiest shirt, so until I see it fully, I can't fully see the situation. So, I had to open the "inventory."
In all this time I took some time to mess around with it a bit and figured out that I could call up an item in any place I wanted, like in my pocket or in my sock, also in order to put something in the inventory I had to touch the item directly, no matter what, you could even touch it with your foot, but as long as you touched it. There were only two in the inventory, the first was a gift box, and the second was already a new item.
The slot was occupied by an image of a white shirt, which showed some traces of dirt. When I looked at it in my mind, another small window appeared next to this slot, consisting of several items in which I selected the first one. "Inspect."
[Dirty White Shirt].
[Item Class: Legendary]
[Bonuses:
Coolness +50
Brutality +30
Attractiveness +35
Charisma +25
Defense +5
Dexterity +15]
[Skills: Self-mending.]
[Description: Always a dirty shirt. It can't be cleaned, but it also can't get dirtier. No matter how you wear it, it always looks the most stylish. It always smells the most delicious to everyone. It always fits comfortably. It can also do unexpected things].
...
Are you being serious right now? It kind of sounds cool, but like it doesn't give you anything, and all these "Bonuses" seem to add so much, but not anything useful. Why most of the bonuses have gone into appearance, and this "do unexpected things" is incredibly confusing to me. And it's a legendary item. Well basically it sounds like she really is a legendary item. No, a whole legendary item! With these thoughts in mind, I called for this shirt on myself, which I found out by occasionally putting on my clothes.
My shirt was replaced by another garment. Looking down, I saw a baby shirt on me. Correction, a dirty white shirt. Well, if you look at it that way, I really don't look bad, especially in shorts. I suddenly felt like looking at myself in the mirror. So, I went to my mother's room, which had the biggest mirror in the house. When I got to the room, I looked in the mirror and the first thing that caught my eye was not my shirt, but my face.
It was a pale baby face. I would like to point out that it was a pretty baby face. My head had short black hair that felt and looked silky and soft, also on the top of my head there was an ahoge, or if it's human, a curl that stands out from my hair, but in my case, it was more like a zipper than a straight curl. The next thing I noticed were my eyes, which had very long lashes around them, just like a woman's.
My eyes... they were quite different from the word "normal", if the blue was still normal, of course, apart from the fact that they seemed to glow, but the fact that my eyes had a pattern or rather a binary program code that went horizontally. It took up practically the whole of my eye, so there were hundreds of little lines in my eye the whole time. They changed almost every second in a random order, and sometimes there would even be a line that went on top of the others. The only reason I could see them was because of my non-human vision, a mere human could not see them, which saved me a little. Also, all these lines were a darker blue color, almost black.
It stressed me out a bit, but I think it had something to do with the system. And no doubt it looked beautiful and appealing to the eye. But strangely enough, eye patterns were something of a natural thing in this world, not everyone had them of course, but sometimes you could meet people with unusual eyes, although some people also had unusual colored hair, but most still had an unremarkable appearance.
Tearing my gaze away from my eyes, I turned my attention to my no doubt new clothes. It was crumpled and dirty in some places, the left sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, and the buttons on the right were undone, causing the entire sleeve to move freely. The top button of the shirt was undone and the bottom was half tucked into the shorts. And okay, even though it looks ridiculous and a little sloppy, I really do look stylish in it. If I could just add a few more elements of office wear it would be chic.
There was the sound of a door opening in the living room. Quickly changing my fancy shirt for the T-shirt, I was wearing, I ran to meet my mother.