I woke up the next day. After getting a good sleep, I felt so relaxed and calm. The maids entered my room and opened the blinds. The sunlight quickly eliminated the shadows in my room, turning the dark room into a bright one. The maids carefully picked me up, washed me, and dressed me.
My body is weak. No matter how much knowledge or experience I have in moving and controlling my own body, they are useless in the face of a newborn baby. No matter how hard I try to move my own limbs, this body doesn't have the strength at all to make it possible.
As we walked in the long hallway, we passed by a panel of windows which revealed outside of our home. Our house was surrounded by nature. Long and thick trees were everywhere in the distance, covering our home from the outside. At first glance, the trees look like ordinary forest. But the closer I looked at it, the trees resembled more like a building. The only reason why at first glance, I thought they were trees was because of the coloring.
Smart. Whoever was the engineer who made this, did this on purpose. If I was an ordinary traveler, I would've mistaken the green and brown tall buildings as forest and would simply ignore it. Also, thanks to the thick and tall buildings that acted as a forest, our house was not visible from the outside.
Which made me think: is this a city?
Before I could find any evidence that we were in a city, the maid that was holding me took a sharp right turn, making the windows which I could view from the outside disappear.
I frowned at the maid while staring at her. She saw me and was surprised.
"Oh no! Have you pooped already?" She asked, making me blush in embarrassment because she was right. I was so focused on observing the outside world, that I didn't notice my bladder had given up.
The maids quickly changed my diaper, and we resumed walking in the hallways.
This house is so spacious that walking was taking a long time. But the more I studied the structure of the house, the more I was fascinated by how rich this family is. Of course, at the same time, I was memorizing in my head the areas and rooms we passed by just in case. Who knows? I might need it for future reference.
We stopped by in front of a door. Two guards wearing white armor that reflects the light of the hallway were standing on either side of it. They opened the door with their free hand while their other hand was still clenching their weapon.
Good. As they should. Letting go of your weapon is equivalent to death. Whoever is in charge of these soldiers did a good job at training them.
The door opened and we walked in, revealing a spacious room that I thought was another hallway at first look. The room was stretched for about 20 yards and with a width of 10 meters apart. The floor was made of pristine marbles with a mix of silver and gray colors that made them look like a cloud. The walls have simple coloring: white walls with gold veins on the edges on the top and bottom.
In the middle of the room was a long, oblique table with utensils and plates ready. It has twenty chairs with one golden chair on the end of the table where the father of the house probably sits down during the meal.
How rich is this family exactly? Well, I stopped wondering about that since walking in the hallways. But what surprise me is that this is used for dining. If it was me, I could've used this as my training ground to train my body.
The maids set me down. Then, the door from the far right opened and a group of male maids walked in while holding a tray of food. The smell made my stomach grumble, making me hungry.
They set the trays down in front of me and opened the cover, revealing a whole seasoned chicken, cooked potatoes with gravy on top, a corn with butter and cheese spread around the food, a fried shrimp coated with breadcrumbs, and…
Wait, why are there a lot of foods though? My parents will probably eat as well.
Or so I thought when an elderly man dressed in black suit, white button up shirt inside, and a black ribbon tie approached me and said: "Make sure to finish all this food, master."
Yeah, sure. Like heck they expect a newborn baby to eat all this damn food!
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I don't know how to define crazy anymore.
A jokingly rich family with ten maids, soldiers acting like a bodyguard, and lots of butlers.
Or me, a newborn baby, consumed all those foods in one go.
This life I have now is weird.
But it isn't that bad. I admit, I'm not used to living a luxurious life like this. But I appreciate everything that I have now. To be honest, this is my first time experiencing this kind of life.
In my previous life, I worked hard to become a General. I have slain many enemies to get to where I was. I had to work hard in order to provide my loved ones the peace they needed, while I dirty my hands with blood.
So, experiencing this life… Is weird, yet joyful.
At least, I don't have to dirty my hands anymore in this new life.
I could feel my stomach grumbling hard. I feel like I'm about to vomit those foods I ate. Noticing my distress look, the maids knew I was going to throw up.
And so, they did their best to help me throw up by patting my back until I vomited the foods that were worth millions in my previous life. Probably.