It's been about half a year.
Lately, I've been enjoying communicating with the maid sisters.
As my eyesight improved and I could recognize people's faces, I noticed that the servants were dressed like maids. Maids are great, aren't they?
Of course, I still can't speak, but I can respond with awkward pronunciation and expressions.
My mother talks to me a lot, so I try to respond as much as possible. The maid sisters also started talking to me. Since my mother is always busy and can't come often, the maid sisters are my main conversation partners.
There are six maids who come in and out of my room. When I call out to them, they all answer back with something. My mother and the maid sisters probably don't think I can understand them, but I'm slowly learning words.
When my mother calls out "Letty," it's probably my nickname.
The maid sisters don't call me by name, they address me as "Floy." They call me "young lady" or something like that.
The morning greetings are "Kootak" and "Kooshuraf," and "Good night" is "Kootak" and "Kooshuraf."
I can't pronounce everything, but when I said "Koo" to my mother as a greeting at night, she was very happy. Even my father, who rarely shows up, came to celebrate, but I'm sorry, I want to sleep now.
It seems like I could play the genius as soon as my speech becomes stable, but it's troublesome to just become an ordinary child as I grow up.
But, it's also troublesome to keep secrets.
Then, as I grew up, I gradually became able to move.
Of course, I can now move my hands and feet and even turn over.
I did my best.
No, even I didn't think that just turning over would be such a struggle.
But, my body doesn't move as I want it to.
I'm just amazed that my past life performed such advanced movements unconsciously.
Since the range I can see by turning my head has expanded, I have been practicing rolling over on my back. I tried to trace the movements of my past life, but I couldn't imitate them because my muscle strength and joint mobility were not enough. Moreover, my head is too heavy.
Still, I really wanted to be able to turn over.
Because I wanted to clean up the fuzzy thing!
I still don't know what the fuzzy thing is, but it disappears when I touch it.
It's different from the dirt I know.
Just seeing the black fuzzy thing in my field of vision is uncomfortable.
I want to know what it is and where it goes after it disappears someday, but for now, it's enough if my living space becomes clean.
Finally, the day has come!
I leaned my body against the headboard, raised both hands above my head, and stretched my whole body.
Then, I rolled over to the footboard at once.
This is the staple of comfortable and convenient cleaning tools!
It wasn't as smooth as I had expected, but since the goal was to create a comfortable living space, there was no problem.
As expected, the fuzzy thing disappeared from where I had passed. I feel like Coco Chanel.
While enjoying myself with Nimums, I was lifted up by a maid screaming.
I'm not lying in a baby bed or anything like that, but in a king-size bed with a canopy. Perhaps because there is more than enough space for a baby, there is no fence to prevent falling.
There are six maid sisters taking care of the infant, which should also be for my safety. After all, they are on night duty, taking thorough care of me."
As I lay in my bed, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the luxurious king-size bed with a canopy that I was sleeping in. It was much larger than a baby crib, and there were no safety rails to prevent me from falling, but with six maid sisters watching over me, I felt safe and secure.
Suddenly, I was jolted from my thoughts as one of the maid sisters screamed and lifted me up. I had rolled over to the edge of the bed, and she was understandably alarmed. I felt bad for scaring her like that, but at least my bed was now cleaner than before.
I settled back into my comfortable bed, feeling grateful for the care and attention that the maid sisters provided. They were my constant companions and the only people with whom I could communicate, even if it was just through simple words and expressions. I may still be an infant, but I was determined to learn and grow, and with the help of my maid sisters, I knew that anything was possible.