"Come here, little guy!! Hellooo!"
'Ugh... Will I have to endure this for a long time?'
Despite having just given birth, she was absolutely radiant.
Perhaps part of the reason why she could showcase such radiance was seeing the result of the pain she had endured.
"Hellooo!"
The mother gently took hold of her baby boy with her left arm after he was wrapped in a piece of soft woollen cloth.
The baby boy stared down at her stomach no matter how many times she called out to him.
"Alala... You like thinking a lot, huh? Already a big thinker? Or have you got problems on your mind already?"
Her voice was sweet and her tone filled with affection. Still,
'Shut up you old hag. I need to think.'
With wide glittering eyes, the mother stared.
"Alyssia. I'll give you some time, okay? I'll be in the room next door if you need anything." The middle-aged woman excused herself and left after the mother nodded.
The baby boy made a mental note of his mother's name.
'Alyssia? Alright. That's certainly a name fitting for lower nobility. Now the other bitch left, there should be...' The baby boy raised his gaze towards his smiling mother's face. 'Huh. I've seen this shit before. Noble woman got herself pregnant. Babies born out of wedlock. A bit old for that but... Fine. Makes sense. The father is out of the picture. Works for me.'
The baby boy nodded to itself, and the mother smiled even wider, glad to see her baby react.
'Enjoyed a steamy, intense, but short session before he left... Or is there something else? Did you leave? Was he married? Did he have a family of his own that you tried to break apart?'
The baby boy's smile turned wide as he stared into his mother's eyes deeper and deeper.
'Beyond this sense of purity that you feel as a new mother, are you a whore? Did you try to break a family up? Were you taken advantage of? Did you take advantage of someone? I wonder how long it will take me to know. How long...' The baby smiled, and so did the mother. 'It will take me to break you-'
The baby boy's thoughts were interrupted as loud and powerful growling resonated.
Both he and the mother froze until the long growl passed. The mother immediately started laughing out loud.
Meanwhile the baby, feeling a mix of shame and embarrassment, reached forward and took hold of his mother tit.
He had no choice but to live as a baby for now.
No choice but to act and nourish himself as one
The grand and terrible Demon King sucking on a tit for nourishment? It was risible. Pathetic even.
But necessary. And so, he would, at least, do it on his own terms.
The baby boy grabbed his mother's tit and pulled himself closer.
'Tastes sweet. Nice. Probably going get old quickly though... I'll have to find ways to grow this body faster than it would naturally...'
As the old Demon King, he could think of a number of ways.
Many had numerous downsides that he had no problem leaving others to stick with. But getting those long-term downsides didn't seem like a good idea.
When it came to using someone else for short-term gain, such methods made sense.
'Ke... If I start training my Mana at the earliest, my body should be able to grow at a faster pace...'
The baby boy thought without a care in the world while his mother winced from the pain. He was focused on getting his nourishment and nothing else.
Alyssia took a deep breath and lay her right hand on her baby's head.
A baby focused on getting his nourishment and nothing else.
She couldn't really blame him or get mad at him for that, could she?
'What do you want?' The baby boy raised his gaze without pulling his lips away. 'Get off me.' He thought, a disgusted expression on his face.
"Well, aren't you a hungry one? Didn't know you were starving in there."
'Shut the fuck up.' The baby's complete focus went back towards getting nourishment.
Alyssia stared, an amused smile on her face.
She brought both her hands around the baby's body.
'Let me go...Let me go!!' The Reborn Demon King shouted internally as he was pulled away from the succulent source of nourishment.
The mother lifted her baby as high as she could, completely extending her arms as she reached.
'Don't drop me. Don't you dare drop me, bitch!'
Alyssia blushed lightly as the corners of her lips curled.
She stared so deeply into his eyes that the baby boy could feel his extremities starting to twitch nerveously.
The ridiculous thought that -maybe she knew- passed his mind.
Time seemed to suddenly stop.
He stared, and so did she.
It was the first time someone was looking at him this way.
The first time such a smile was directed at him.
"You're my treasure, you know that?"
The baby boy's mind went blank.
That kind of smile. That kind of face. That expression.
They only meant one thing.
Love.
Unconditional love.
'Is this...' The baby boy felt confused by the emotions welling up inside him. Emotions he thought to be the body's, and not the soul's. 'A mother's love?'
Alyssia slowly lowered her baby boy and grasped him tightly between her arms.
The mix of emotions. Those unknown. Those contradicting the rest.
The body's emotions and the soul's.
The one that was strongest. The one that reigned supreme. The emotion that truly engulfed and devoured the rest,
'A mother's love...?'
The baby boy's face was buried between his mother's breasts, but that didn't keep his face from twisting.
'DISGUSTING!'
With all his strength, the baby boy pushed against his mother's body.
It wasn't clear whether he had overpowered her and managed to break out of her embrace, or if she had let him do so.
Nevertheless, with his palms against her breasts and his arms straightened, the baby boy remained unmoving for a bit.
'Don't act like some kind of holy mother or something. You're a whore, just like the rest of them. So...'
The baby boy's lips moved towards his mother's left nipple.
'Let me remind you how it feels to be a woman. How it feels to be a whore. How it felt... The night you...!'