The following two weeks were mostly the same, except that we started traveling in large caravans and were extremely close to our destination.
It had been incredibly boring, and for the first time in a while, I wished I had something to do rather than laze around, eat, urinate, excrete, sleep, and repeat.
I made some progress in learning this darn language, which makes sense given that it's literally the only language I hear people around me speak. I slowly figured out, little by little, what each word meant by their intent and expressions, helped by some of the anime I used to binge-watch in my previous life. Oh, and I'm apparently eight months old, so yay, more time spent doing almost nothing.
I also decided to start paying attention to something that I had been ignoring until now.
The warm feeling in my gut.
It may be natural, but it certainly wasn't there in my previous life, so I tried messing around with it, and it wouldn't even budge at all.
After a week, I made some progress; it somewhat moved? At a very slow speed, though. Imagining condensing this "energy," feeling it compress, it felt almost ready to explode, like a sudden surge of power! I slowly released it, and...
Pfffft.
Oh. God. That's embarrassing. I hope no one heard that. It's probably fine since I'm still a baby, right? The other infants were asleep, and the others were outside the caravan on guard duty.
By the way, they had some weird symbols on their headbands that I simply couldn't recognize. The void really did a number on my memories, didn't it?
Anyway, I just kept going on with my routine and messing with this weird energy, trying to make progress in moving it.
---A few days later---
Yaaawn. I'm boooored.
They had bathed us like five times during these two weeks, and we were going to get bathed again, except... they brought us to empty tubs instead, and I saw it.
I saw one of the women performing hand signs, and shortly after, spewing water from her mouth into the tubs, slowly filling them up while another person heated the water with their own power.
Everything clicked now, and the memories were rushing back to me as I looked on in shock and delight, feeling the water slowly get warmer and warmer.
HUUUUH?!
The headbands, the hand signs, the weird symbols, their powers... It all makes sense now! I'm in motherfucking Naruto!!!
My inner self was punching the air from pure excitement. I wanted to use cool jutsus like that too! I want to make hundreds of clones and shout "Rasengan!" while barraging my enemy with my super cool attacks!!
God, I'm so childish, but can you seriously blame me?! It's the world of Naruto!!!
If that's the case, then this weird dense energy in my gut that I kept trying to move must be chakra, so I could probably become a kickass shinobi as well.
They soon finished bathing us, fed us, and then brought us back to our room.
Aaargh, back to this stupid routine... I wanna become a ninja already, dattebayo!
Wait, what year is it even? Am I in Naruto's generation? Am I older or younger? Hmmm...
Questions for later.