First Spell & Flowing Time

It had been an entire day since the two new members of the Greyrat household were born.

Paul, who arrived after taking his sweet time, was left dumbfounded when he noticed not just one but two healthy children lying on either side of his wife. He recognized the one on the right immediately since his brown hair was identical to his own. However, the other child, who was half the size of the first, bore a striking resemblance to Zenith, which did not go unnoticed by Paul.

"I, I..." he stuttered, unable to find the words. He quickly realized that he had been rash and immature to rush out without fully assessing the situation.

Nevertheless, since everything worked out with no harm to her children, Zenith forgave him after some time.

Still, Lilia found it quite amusing to see his flabbergasted expression.

Everything aside, there was now one more important issue at hand, which was: naming the second child. Since they were only expecting a single child, the name was already decided. If it was a boy, his name would be Rudeus. If it's a girl, she will inherit the name of Norn. But, as the first child was already given the name Rudeus, it became quite a hassle to give the second one a wonderful name.

Still, in no time, after trying various names, it was finally decided that the name of the second child would be Xenos Greyrat, which was especially chosen by his mother, Zenith.

And so, a week passed by swiftly for the newly born Greyrats, unbeknownst to them.

However, there was a perplexing issue concerning Xenos. A whole week had passed, and the child had not excreted once. This baffled Paul and Zenith, as they had never encountered such a situation before.

Initially concerned that he might be sick or suffering from some illness, they noticed that his appetite remained strong and even increased as the days went by. Unable to understand what was happening with their new child, they eventually decided to let him be, as he appeared healthy and normal in every other way.

Lilia, with her experience working for nobles and worldly knowledge, considered Xenos to be a blessed child despite the unusual circumstance. Regardless of the situation, she didn't mind the change because it significantly reduced her workload—particularly the task of cleaning up after the children.

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Rudeus Greyrat's Pov:

Hmm, is it already been a week since I was reincarnated as a baby?

Although it may sound illogical and hard to believe, it is true.

I was able to confirm that after being picked up and having my head cradled so I could see my own body.

But why did I still have all of my memories of my prior life? Not that I was complaining, exactly, but who would imagine someone being reborn with all their memories—to say nothing of that wild delusion actually being true?

The two people I first saw when I came to must have been my parents. If I had to guess, I'd say they were in their early twenties. Clearly younger than I'd been in my past life, at any rate. My thirty-four-year-old self would have written them off as kids.

I was jealous that they'd gotten to make a baby at that age.

Early on, I'd realized that I wasn't in Japan; the language was different, and my parents didn't sport Japanese facial features. They also wore what appeared to be some form of old-timey clothing. I didn't see anything that resembled home appliances; a woman in a maid outfit came by and cleaned with a rag. The furniture, eating utensils, and the like were all crudely fashioned from wood.

Wherever this was, it didn't seem like it was a developed nation.

And since there was no electricity or any modern gadgets related to it in this house, it made me doubt whether I was still in my previous world.

Reincarnation aside, I wonder if those three kids were rescued. If not, I'd feel bad since that means my entire life and death were in vain.

Hah...

Let's not think about my past life, it wasn't anything good or worthy to be remembered, after all.

First of all, there wasn't much for me to do in this underdeveloped body.

Hmm...

What I'm even saying, I was just born a week ago.

How could I do other works besides sucking my hot mother's tits and shitting myself?

Ah, how I'm the only one who has to feel this embarassment for who knows how long...

Curse it, why is it that my cute little brother doesn't have to suffer like me?

And Yes, I do have a cute little twin brother who was born just after me.

Sigh... whatever, thinking too hard will only make me sleepy and tired faster, so let's not do that.

Ah, but I'm so jealous...

However, since it has been a week, I no longer think of it as embarrassing and shameful as before (Nods sagely)

All that aside, I was really excited to start my new life in this world!

The reason wasn't just simple, as this wasn't the normal and boring world like Earth.

For this world has magic!

It was a few days ago when I saw my hot mother holding my little brother and chanting some weird words in a very chuunibyou-like style which was very funny to watch. However, the instant she finished whatever she was doing, her hands started to glow in green light, resembling the healing spell from all those fantasy games I had played in my past life.

That was the moment I had my first goosebumps in this new life. The exhilarating feeling and excitement that I'd never forget...

Magic!

Although hard to believe, it was indeed true.

Awesome...

Haha, future ladies and milfs, just wait for me to grow up... Hahaha...

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Xenos Greyrat's Pov:

So... It's been a week, huh.

At first, I didn't believe that something like reincarnation was even possible... But I guess that was partly because of me being a mortal human back on Earth. No one really believe until they have seen and experience it before their eyes— That's true, I suppose.

Past matters aside, I've had a really hard time adjusting myself as a new-born child over this past week. First, my eyes weren't opening completely for God knows why, second, my little body didn't seem to have any strength for some reason. And when I said "no strength", I literally mean it. Besides able to suck my new mother's tits, I lacked any body strength to move or tilt my head. It was like seeing and observing what other wants you to, but unable to reach it out and experience it yourself.

Though I had a sense of touch, my body still remained incapable of doing as I like.

What a hard time it was...

Tilting my head sideways, I saw clear blue sky through the window. It was early morning, so temperature was a little chilly, filled with fresh air. The room in where my crib was could be called empty; it only had a single large bed and wardrobe-like furniture in a corner. Right, my older brother's crib was also beside mine. Well, it didn't really bother me that much, knowing that the other person was also a reincarnator like me.

If I remembered correctly, our family name should be Greyrat. This older brother of mine was the protagonist, so his name I didn't forget, which was Rudues, I believe. A complete copy of his father, with his brown hair and green coloured eyes.

On the other hand, I hadn't seen my appearence yet, so I didn't know what I looked like. There was a mirror in the bathroom, so it was only a matter of time. Still, appearance didn't really bother me that much.

Who would care about good looks in a Sword and Magic world where strong people could literally do what they want? I dare to say even ugly bastards could make a Harem of beauties if they were worthy enough.

However, that wasn't an urgent issue for me at the moment. With my parents' good looks I was convinced that at the very least I wouldn't be ugly.

Now, onto the main topic.

I had only watched single episode of Jobless reincarnation, but my memories of it seemed to be more precise than ever. And my thinking ability also did feel way more clearer and smoother than before. Was it because of the cheat I received from the divine being? Perhaps, it was. No, it had to be.

There were numerous reasons supporting my hypothesis. Like, when I was born, I could feel my inner mana within my body in a stationary state. And, the way all that mana bent and moved according to my orders proved my new talent, which was hard to believe at first.

This absolute control of mine over my mana was the reason why I'd not excreted even once over this past week. With the perfect manipulation of mana, I'd instantly digested all the breast milk with no need to worry about the aftermath. Despite the risk of being found out by my parents, I just couldn't feel more ashamed than soiling myself given my current mental age. So, it was a must thing I had to do. I didn't know how it worked, but simply circulating my mana around the ingested food a few times eliminated the leftover waste material. Anyway, it worked out, so it was all good. Plus, it also helped me boost my Mana amount significantly until now. At first, if my mana reserves was 10 units, then after a week of preserving my dignity, it had increased to over 100 units.

However, now that I had increased my mana over the past week, simply digesting food wouldn't exhaust my reserves anymore.

Consuming more of my mother's milk wouldn't help either, because even if I digested milk all day, my mana reserves still wouldn't be depleted. I think I knew why: the digestion process itself consumed little mana, and it wasn't because my reserves had become massive. The conclusion was that simple.

So, here I was, trying to find an optimum solution for this sudden problem.

Tilting my head other way, I noticed that my older brother was still sound asleep.

Despite being older than me, he sure was a pervert on the other level. The way he sucked Zenith's tits, who was my current mother, reassured me that I wouldn't be able to get along with him.

Although I also liked watching explicit videos in my past life, it didn't mean that I would show lust for every women I see like a horny monkey. I admit that his life was miserable and pitiable but mine wasn't any less messed up than him. In my case, I wasn't bullied like him, but my uncle and aunt did fuck my life for all I could remember. Right, it was also because of them I learned about porn and other dirty stuff.

"Fucking bastards of an excuse for a family," I cursed out loud, but all it sounded like, "Wuui waaaa aaa wuu wa wai."

That sure feel better...

Let's just focus on the main part now.

At the moment, since there was no one else beside me and the sleeping Rudues in the room, it was the best opportunity for me to try that thing out. And if I was correct, it should be pretty easy to operate as I had perfect control over my mana.

Let's do it then.

Clearing my mind of all thoughts, I forced my small hand upward, aiming my index finger at the open window. After ensuring my aim was correct, I concentrated mana within my body, directing it toward my index finger. In the next instant, I could clearly feel the smooth surge of mana as it flowed through my mana channels and eventually out of my finger.

The mana outside my body was completely black, unlike what I had expected. It condensed into the shape of a sphere at the tip of my finger, just as I had imagined.

Although I wanted to keep it like that a little longer for research purposes, it seemed my reserves wouldn't be able to sustain this new magic for long. Just condensing it and giving it a throwing speed had already consumed more than half of my reserves.

As I thought, I still had a long way to go...

Next, without any further delay, I severed the mana supply and let it operate on its own.

Since I had already imparted velocity to it, the moment I cut off the mana supply, this mass of pure mana instantly vanished from my sight—no, it moved so swiftly out of the window that I couldn't even track its path.

Crazy... I was left dumbfounded.

Given that this was my first ever attempt at magic, failure was simply not an option. Yet, I quickly realized that conjuring magic and effectively directing it towards its target were two entirely distinct challenges.

Sigh...

My mistake...

Let's hope it will not cause any damage outside in the village... Though it's only a condensed ball of mana, I don't think it is capable of taking life as it is...

I couldn't help but admit my impatience to try out magic. Well, who wouldn't be? This wasn't like my previous world, where worthless propaganda and shameless politicians controlled the majority's rights. This world—no, that divine being had given me a second chance to live and control my own life. There was no way I was going to waste this opportunity by becoming overconfident and letting impatience ruin my new life.

Hmm...

More than half of my reserves are gone, so let's just call it a day, and rest for now... Since I can't crawl and learn the specific chants for magic spells, I have to use this spell—wait let's just call it Mana bullet.

So, I'll keep using Mana bullet to empty my reserves until I can crawl.

Alright, this will do for now, I suppose.

After pondering for a moment, I was enjoying the fresh breeze cooling my face from time to time. Yet, in the next instant, a shrill cry echoed in the room, coming from my brother's crib.

In just a few moments, Lilia arrived and began to change his clothes.

It seemed like he had soiled himself again, just like every other day. But the worst part wasn't changing his dirty clothes—it was what was about to happen next.

Lilia, who was a hardworking maid, quickly disposed of Rudues' soiled clothes. However, as she tried to hold him, his little hands were already grazing her oversized breasts. Despite how much she tried to distance him from herself, his hands never wavered and continued to graze her private parts.

Observing this every single day for the past week had already convinced me that forming a bond between us was pointless.

Judging by Lilia's expression, he, who was older than her as a reincarnator, should have understood that she was disgusted by his actions, but I suppose he really takes after his father, who didn't mind banging his wife even in front of his children.

Disgusting monkeys...

Let's hope time passes quickly, or else I might actually get infected from these hopeless perverts...

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And so, six months passed in the blink of an eye.

The day had finally come when I could crawl.