C19- The mansion part.1
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Finally
I'M FINALLY GOING TO EXPLORE THIS MANSION!!! AFTER 10 MONTHS AND 17 DAYS, FINALLY...*cry*...
As delusional tears came out of my eyes, I couldn't help but remember all my failed plans to explore this place. There were so many failed attempts...no matter how I tried to leave the room, the nannies never let me.
As for my mother? She was always attached to us... Of course it wasn't a bad experience but still, ha! Wants to know? Forget. I can't keep complaining like that. My life is good. Yes, I definitely can't be mi-mi-mi.
Anyway....somehow, things worked out. Could this be the fate of the protagonist I heard so much about? Or maybe there is some goddess looking at my suffering and decided to help me? In fact, I don't even know if there are gods. I mean, on earth there was no sign of any god. But who knows, right? This is a magical universe here.
Returning to the subject, today will be the day that I will leave the room and finally be able to walk around the mansion.
Of course, I thought something special would happen. But no....The morning was like any other
I woke up pissed, what? Don't make that contemptuous face. I'm still a baby. Not my fault. I can't control my bladder. But I'm trying. In fact, it had been a while since I had peed in my sleep. And this was the fruit of a tremendous effort. Anyway, back to the topic. I breastfed...yes, I know. I already have teeth so I could eat something else. But my mother insists on giving us milk. According to her, we will only stop breastfeeding after she stops producing milk. And if the anatomy of women's bodies is the same as that of the earth, then... that means we will breastfeed until we are 2 years old...
Well, I don't see a problem. I mean, milk is delicious so I guess it's okay. Not to mention that she only breastfeeds us when we wake up and before bed so I think it's ok. And no, I didn't accept it because the milk is delicious. I must point this out again!!!!
Then, as usually happens, our parents burped us. And then I shit myself...that's the worst part of the day. I can't control this damn stomach. Every time I eat something, after a while I always shit myself.
And my mother has to clean me... and obviously she ends up putting her hand on my ass. DO YOU KNOW HOW UNCOMFORTABLE I AM??? WHY DON'T THOSE ROMANCE CHARACTERS SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THIS? THOSE PERVERTS PROBABLY LIKE IT!!!
*Sigh*
Babies live a difficult life...
Anyway, my mom gave us a bath. Yes, she alone. That damn dad just goes away as soon as we burp. Disappointing...
Anyway, at the moment she's fixing us up. I didn't expect that there was also talcum powder in this world. Well, it makes sense, Arcanum appears to be technologically advanced. I actually don't like that part of my day either. I mean, it's not pleasant since she has to do it while we're naked but after 10 months of doing the same thing...I can handle it. I don't like it but I can't do anything, right?
"Kyaaaaahhh!!°, you are so CUTE my babies. Yes, you are definitely the cutest in the world. You will definitely break many hearts fufufu...hehehehehe.....HAHAHAHAHAHA.
As expected, they took after me to be so beautiful."
While I was distracted, I didn't even realize that my mother had already finished cleaning us up. I only realized it after the flash of light hit my face.
Yes, Mary loves taking photos of us. In fact, I discovered that Arcanum has advanced technology thanks to her as the camera comes from a watch on her wrist. Obviously, when I found out about this, I was dying to have one but she refused. Apparently, only after 7 years will I be able to have one.
After a while of pampering us, mom finally returns to normal so we can only wait...
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After 30 minutes of photos and blatant narcissism, Mary was back to normal.
*ahem*
Clearing her throat, Mom came before us and, looking at her face, a lecture is coming. Well, I expected that after she allowed us to roam around so I'll just listen and nod.
"You see, my babies, I already allowed you to play around the mansion. I didn't let you before because you were still very fragile. Not to mention that we needed to... adapt the mansion. But now everything is fine. But before that, I designated two servants for you. They are waiting outside."
Eh? What a surprise. I thought she would tell us to be careful or something but I think this is better. Do not wait.
"What about Saya and Sarah? Won't they be our babysitters anymore?" I asked curiously. I mean, it's weird that she assigns two servants to us since we have a nanny so maybe they can be spared? That wouldn't be good. I mean, I like Sarah. After all, she took very good care of me.
"Ah, don't worry. They'll still be your babysitters. But how will you running all over the mansion, I thought it would be better to have someone else to help them."
"Oh yes." Well...it doesn't make much sense but I won't bother arguing.
And then, Mary put us down and walked towards the door.
*Squeak*
"Good morning Master!"
"Good morning master!"
And, as if it were a symphony, two people greeted us while their heads were bowed in front of us.
"You can raise your heads Bazalel and Jenna. Alvis, Charlotte, these two will be your personal servants. Bazalel will serve Alvis and Jenna will serve you Charlotte. They will be at your disposal to carry out any orders."
Hey hey hey hey hey!!!!
THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG!!!
I MEAN, SHOULD JENNA NOT SERVE ME? IN THE ROMANCES, THE PROTAGONISTS' SERVANTS ARE ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL MAIDS. WHY IS MY SERVANT A MAN?????
Pushing those nagging thoughts aside, I watched them. To the right and in front of me is the man, Bazalel. Brown hair and black eyes, white color. He is 1.80 meters tall and, even with him wearing clothes, you can see his muscles....
Hm... watching him, I noticed his eyes looking down, not at us but at the ground. Sweat is dripping from his forehead....is he scared?
But afraid of what? Well, it doesn't matter. Although it may seem suspicious, if my mother hired them, they must be trustworthy.
But I am sure of one thing: he is not a simple servant. Probably a security guard.
Turning my face and looking at the woman, Jenna, I also notice several signs of fear. Again, why? Wait, what if I'm wrong? It could just be discomfort. Ah, focus!
Returning to the subject, Jenna has red hair, blue eyes and is white. Delicious. That's the best way to describe her body. I have curves in the right places...AHHHHHH
WHY ISN'T SHE MY EMPLOYEE????
CURSE BE THE ONE WHO DID THIS!!!!
NO WAIT....it was probably my mom who made these arrangements.
"Oh yes, good morning. Wow Jenna, right? Her hair is so red. Amazing!!!"
Taking me out of my thoughts was my sister's voice. Oh, damn! I was rambling and forgot to respond. I probably looked like an idiot. Do not wait. I'm a baby so I think it's okay.
"Um, good morning to you."
Respond in the most indifferent way possible. I mean, I have to show them who's boss, right? Fufufu