Chapter 3 – A New Begin

Long, straight red hair, slightly pale white skin without blemishes and red eyes. A well-rounded face with slightly protruding cheeks, a thin and apparently delicate neck…

I find it difficult to give details about how beautiful this woman is, it would be like asking to describe the beauty of a bird. No matter how hard I try, I can't describe such beauty in words. It's… magnificent.

She is lying on her side on the bed, with her left hand supporting her head, as if she is posing for a painting. Man, this redhead looks like a Greek goddess. What a divine woman, is she really real? How can someone so beautiful exist? My eyes don't even blink anymore, she's so beautiful.

But this brings me to a very relevant question: is it normal to have such exotic eye colors? And worse, why are these people abnormally beautiful? Before the big uncle and now this red-haired goddess.

Is it the rule of this world that people are abnormally beautiful from my point of view? If that's the case, isn't it a little unfair to someone a little below that beauty line?

It looks really big, but maybe that's because of my current size. But even though they look very big, their breasts easily stand out from the rest. It's almost blocking my line of vision.

Now that I think about it, she was hugging me and I happened to be feeling trapped… And she was feeling something soft… I see, what a nice thing to think. Hehehehe. But continuing, why is she looking at me with a look like she's in love? I'm still a baby, woman, no impure thoughts.

Ahh, she was calling herself Mommy. And Uncle Dragon told me that someone would love to adopt me. So she must be the woman he was talking about. But that doesn't clear up a lot of things, like, who is she really? Why would she want to adopt a baby? And if she knows Uncle Dragon, is she also a dragon?

And why do I feel like she is someone very rich? Just looking at this room makes you realize that I'm not in an ordinary house. And can she not have children? Or does she not have a husband? Or does she have children and a husband but she likes adopting babies?

AAAAAHHHHH Shit, I have to stop this. The more questions I ask, the fewer answers I get. Let's just follow the course of the river and eventually we'll reach the ocean.

She's lying so close you can feel her heat. I think it's because of her that it's so warm in here.

Yes, it really is because of her. Just touching her skin makes me feel a cozy warmth, I want to hug her and not let go, but I can't even do that. The most I can do is move my little hands in the air hoping she understands me.

"It's almost 9 o'clock, Apollo. You slept a lot last night. But even then you still can't catch cold. Your body is very fragile and sick so you need to stay warm. Come here…"

IT WORKED. She must have noticed my agitation and thought I was trying to leave the place. It wasn't what I wanted, but at least she brought me closer to her and pressed me against her breasts.

I don't know if my body is naturally cold or her body is naturally warmer. But I think there is a very relevant difference in temperature, is it because our races are different? Are we different races? I am a humanoid, but what kind of race?

Details like these will not be clarified for now. I better enjoy this soft, elastic, comfortable, warm and quite pleasant feeling. Then I think about other things.

What a good smell… It seems like a mint scent with woody fragrances. But there seems to be something more that I can't discern. It's something nice and pleasant, but I think it's more of an appetizing smell than a fragrance.

"Today my baby is quieter, what happened? You weren't supposed to stop crying until I fed you... Since my baby is quiet today, how about we go for a walk? Huh?"

Hmm? What? Walk? Okay, okay... Just let me enjoy this divine feeling here more... And where will I go?

"*fufufu*, how cute, you really like mommy, don't you? She's so relaxed smelling her mommy. *fufufu*, I can't resist…"

Hey hey hey whoever turned off the lights… Let me out! Let me out!

For some reason the woman suddenly hugged me tightly and drowned me between her breasts. The only solution I found to get rid of it was to hit it with my arms and try to scratch as hard as I could. It's the most I can do to try to save my life.

Fortunately, my dissatisfaction was conveyed to the woman and she left me. Seriously, she hugged me out of nowhere and almost suffocated me, I have to be very careful if something like this happens frequently.

But it seems like she wasn't happy with my tantrum, I think she's a little dissatisfied. You can see in their eyes that she wanted to continue what she was doing... This crazy...

"I know my little baby doesn't like hugs. But you can't be rebellious so soon and refuse every time Mommy hugs you, Apollo. So I'll be sad!!"

Hugging like that is crazy, woman. CRAZINESS!!

I'll just ignore her for now and turn away... She deserves a punishment...

Urrgghgh Why does every move I make have to be so dramatic? It feels like I'm at the gym...

Anyway, Apollo must be the name she gave me. I'm not going to judge or anything like that, after all, being adopted by a rich Greek goddess must have many more advantages than being thrown into the forest. In fact, I only see advantages.

Furthermore, it's a good name, I like it because it's much more imposing and noble than my name from my past life. It was… Hmm? What was my name again?

Okay… That's definitely not a good sign. Remember, remember, remember…

"Hi… Hiii… Honey, don't ignore me, mom didn't mean anything wrong. I know you don't like hugs and your fragile body can't handle much tension, I'm sorry. Mom promises to be careful with hugs from now on, okay? Heeyy, look at mommy... I'm sorry, honey, look here. Mom will be sad if you ignore her like that. Honey, don't ignore me like that."

She definitely got my message. But isn't she being a little overdramatic? It was only about 4 minutes. Is she really that needy? It will be best not to abuse this in the future, you never know when she will take drastic measures.

"Heeeyyy…"

Yeah, it's definitely better not to abuse this in the future. Her voice is getting sadder and sadder, I think she might start crying at any moment, and it certainly doesn't sound like an act.

I better try to cheer her up somehow. I have to turn around again, it will be enough for her to understand that I am no longer ignoring her.

"Ohh honey, I'm sorry. Mom won't do this anymore, okay? I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Yes, she understood. Luckily she didn't hug me, she's just stroking my face affectionately. It's good... I think it will be good for me to laugh now, it will give the right impression to cheer her up.

*hihehe*

"*fufufu*, does my baby like it when I cuddle like this? Good good. Mom will do this more often now instead of hugging you, okay?"

Great, now I don't have to worry about her trying to choke me to death again. But the problem is that I still want to be hugged by those breasts. And that smell she has is very pleasant, that alone makes me want to bury myself in her. But I have to be strong, I need to live to see another day.

*ggruuunnng*

Was that my stomach growling?

"*fufufu*, I was getting worried because my baby wasn't looking for his food. You slept late today, it's past your meal time."

I understand, but why do I get the impression that she is already used to me? And why does she know when I wake up and when I'm hungry? How long have I been here?

"Come on darling, it's time to eat. And since you're so smart today, after you finish we're going for a walk."

Raising more questions will not bring any benefit for now. I think I better solve my hunger problem for now. After all, eating is really good, and today I'm hungry as hell.

What will the meal be? A nice stroganoff or a lasagna? Something like that? I'm happy with almost anything as long as it tastes good. Just don't give me something tasteless or bitter, because I'll spit it out.

Hey, why is she taking the strap off her dress? And why did the delicious smell I smelled before start to get stronger? Hadn't she mentioned food? Where's the food? And why is that smell making my mouth water?

Ahh… Woman, milk, baby… I think I know where this is going.

"Here, today you slept late, so you must be very hungry. Go ahead, drink."

My goodness… it's pink… 

AAAAHHHHHHH Give it to meeeeeee.

"Ohh, I knew you were really hungry. But drink slowly, there's plenty just for you. *fufufu*."

Man, it might not be the ideal situation, but we should enjoy what's in front of us... So I'll make an effort not to starve.