2 Baby Life
[Kara's POV]
A couple of months have passed since my horrifying ordeal of suddenly waking up inside of this new body; this baby body to be specific.
It didn't take long for me to find out that I was actually in the world of Solo Leveling, much to my surprise and horror.
My mom is Laura White, the Guild Manager and Personal Assistant of Thomas Andre. Turns out my biological father died during a dungeon raid; I didn't care much.
I did however care for my mom, she's the one present in my life, so why trouble yourself with a stranger?
My Mom was apparently also an orphan like me, in my past life at least, and my grandparents from my father's side didn't have a good relationship with him...since he wanted to pursue the life of a Hunter.
In short, my only set of grandparents never visited me; it was a struggle for my mom, she was lucky that I am reincarnated so I wasn't much of a hassle to take care of.
The one that frequented a visit was Thomas Andre who carries numerous titles: S-Rank Hunter, Best Tank, and Guild Master of the Scavenger Guild.
This worried me a lot, it just means that the first S-Class Dungeon has not appeared yet; Kamish hasn't been killed yet.
From my knowledge, that gate happened 8 Years before the main storyline, meaning I still have 12 Years to prepare.
[AN: The main storyline happened when Sung Jin-Woo was around his early twenties, and it was said that 8 Years prior to the start is when Kamish happened.]
Anyway...
He carries me around the house and flies me around with an ability similar to the future Shadow Monarch, telekinesis of sorts.
And I have to say, I now understand why babies are so happy when you toss them into the sky. However, mom would always scold him since she finds it dangerous.
But every time she scolds him, I would always giggle in joy since "flying" around was quite the activity when all you can do is vomit, poop, and drink milk.
So every time I giggle cutely, my mom would reluctantly sigh in defeat, and the big man would continue floating me to anywhere I pointed.
If anyone else saw that scene, they would probably think they're in a dream. The big guy isn't really known for "Slice of life" content...but meh.
During these months I too went and started thinking of the powers I chose; though they haven't awakened yet.
My powers are geared towards potential after remembering all of the things that I have listed down; none of them had a specific answer, the only specific thing there was my weapon of choice.
The physique of a Flugel ended up being an interesting choice; they are made to kill Gods, and it just so happens that the end game bosses of this world are...part God.
I can already tell right from the get-go that my potential as Flugel and all of the races in NGNL is probably the highest; as long as I'm given time.
When I thought about it, I'm really glad that I didn't choose Old Deus. Their main source of power comes from the belief of people and making a new religion would be a pain!
For example, even if I were to add a buttload of powers from the survey, they would all be nulled if I didn't have my own source of belief...that's if I chose Old Deus.
In the end, that survey that I answered had some hidden traps. Just imagine myself listing [Blackhole] as a power...I'd DIE! I'd die since my body isn't made to withstand those!
Anyway, still remembering my choice of being a Flugel, from what I recalled a Flugel doesn't really have a "thought"...no lag in a sense.
They too have the instant potential in being scholars, a Flugel physique grants you the natural ability of limitless intellectual and cognitive abilities.
However, I'm just glad that I can turn this physique on and off, considering how the description almost sounds like a computer.
Anyway...I'm still a baby, hence my lack of knowledge of the world I am in. I would only be able to gather info if I were to get my hands on a tablet; my weak baby body prevents me though.
'Sigh'
[Present Time]
It has been approximately eight months since my arrival to this world, and as a once broke orphan who had to struggle with multiple part-time jobs whenever possible...a rich life is something to yearn for.
Currently, the big guy is feeding me baby cereal; quite disgusting if your mental age is a freshman college student.
"Say, Ahhh~" he asked as he held the spoon filled with cereal and cooed me like a baby; I obliged though.
I appreciate what he does for mom, he even takes care of me from time to time whenever Mom goes out grocery shopping.
Mom also can't leave me alone so she usually takes me to the Guild's building, where she leaves me in a baby cradle inside of the big guy's office.
She does it confidently since I'm a "surprisingly" well-behaved baby; due to this, she doesn't have to worry about me having an outburst all of a sudden.
*Nom~*, I nommed on the spoon and ate with delight; the taste is nice since it's blueberries...the texture? Not so much.
At this moment I'm planning to blow this man's mind to pieces; get my family financially and "ANYTHING" secured.
Having an S-rank Hunter as your backing is not to be scoffed at, hell, this man can walk into a bank and demand money and leave without even a repercussion.
Shows the importance of the big guy, I guess.
Anyway, the big guy readied another spoon filled with cereal "goodness", but my mouth prepared something else.
"P-p" this caught his interest; I had a bit of difficulty though.
"Hmm? Princess, what do you want to say~?" he asked softly; he may be big but he's a big softy for children...or more specifically me.
"Pa-p", this got him leaning closer since my voice wasn't really loud, to begin with.
"Papa~!" I shouted confidently after a series of tries, this stunned him though.
He never probably expected me to call him Papa, especially since he doesn't appear in front of me every waking hour.
It's known that babies don't have the best memories, hence they usually only remember the faces of the people inside of their home.
"..." well that was awkward, this guy is staring blankly at me...and for some reason, I'm tearing up!
'Hmmm, maybe deep down I have always wanted a father even if I am content and grateful for mom already' I thought to myself as the tears dropped from my face.
"Wuuuuu! Wauuu~!" there goes my uncontrollable waterworks, curse my baby body!
Although, this managed to get him out of his stupor. He quickly picked me up and tried calming me down by rubbing his face onto my face.
'His goatee is surprisingly soft though' I thought to myself, not until I started giggling from the ticklish nature of it.
"*giggle*~!" the emotions of a baby are truly wild; this experience of mine is truly one of a kind.
"There, there, how's Papa's little Princess, hmm?" he cooed and even started calling himself Papa immediately.
I didn't say anything but only gestured for a hug; no one can resist the hug from my holy presence!
And just like I predicted, he hugged me and spun me around, but the session was quickly halted when someone hurried through the door.
*Swing~!*
[Laura's POV]
Overseeing the financial situation of the Guild, managing its Hunter contracts, and scouting are some of the important things that I do within the Scavenger guild.
And right now, I'm looking at the contracts that needed renewing and terminating.
We start placing prospects for termination once we see a constant drop in their performance, and we would discuss with the Hunter for various reasons as to why the drop in performance.
There could be a load of reasons, with the amount of money that they are contracted to get, the temptation to indulge in fun is great. Drugs included.
*Beep* *Beep*
And as I was sorting through the documents, my baby monitor suddenly alarmed me, which indicates that Kara was crying.
Not even waiting for a second longer; I rushed to the Master's office, my office was situated on the same floor as him so it eased my travels.
*Swing~!*
Rushing through the door, I was greeted with the sight of Master hugging Kara and spinning her around.
The spinning stopped once I entered but I ignored it, "Why was Kara crying!?" I asked with a slight nervousness in my tone.
Kara was the perfect baby; she was easy to take care of in any way needed. She doesn't cry at the sleeping hours of the night, isn't picky with food, and most of all she is a bundle of joy.
So, for Kara to cry, it must be something urgent.
Master simply raised one hand as a sign to calm down, "Kara just called me, Papa. And was probably saddened when I didn't say anything back" he said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
'P-Papa!? Oh no! Did Kara mistake the Guild Master as her Papa?' I thought to myself; I didn't want to impose on the Guild Master any further.
"S-Sorry, Guild Master! I'll teach Kara to refer you to something else, though it might take some time" I said and bowed apologetically.
"That's not needed, since she has called me Papa then I shall be her Papa! Isn't that right, Kara?" he asked in a boisterous tone.
"Papa ahn (and) M-mama!" Kara said; it stunned me to tears. She finally called me Mama and clearly pointed towards me.
Not even caring if it might turn awkward later with the Master; I rushed forward and hugged Kara, this got a giggle out of her.
The embarrassing thing was that I was leaning a bit of my body onto the Master since he was holding onto Kara, and Kara was hugging me.
'I'm truly blessed' I thought to myself.
[Image of baby Kara]
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This fanfic will still take some time before it actually reaches the main storyline, I'm planning to touch the Kamish Arc...soooo yeah.
