WARNING: Cussing ahead~~

"You've been warned. Huehuehuehuehue--... I-I'll stop." Author looking around meekly.

Don't worry, I didn't type it out fully and it's just about two (I think) swear words and she won't swear that much in the story (or so I planned but 80% of my plans didn't go as planned).

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Selene's POV

'...'

'Where the f*ck am I?'

I anxiously looked around the room where I'm currently at trying to guess what happened.

'...Where?'

I looked at my hand and saw that it's... small. Oh, and chubby.

'Aww, what a cute hand! Not. Why the f*ck is it small? W-why can't I move my body?'

I can feel my heart beating fast. For some reason, I felt fear and dread creeping up on me.

'W-what happened? I-I don't usually curse like that unless something unpleasant happened... Ah, that's right! I got trapped in my burning apartment!'

I anxiously scanned the room, searching for any traces of fire. I realized that I unconsciously gripped my tiny hands tightly into a fist and loosened it.

'Wait... So I got burned to death and now I'm in a baby's body. Either I got reincarnated or my soul got misplaced in this body.'

I looked around for any signs of a shinigami or some soul guide/collector coming and saying that I'll have to stay in this body until the original owner got found or persuaded to come back.

'So far no one came so I'll say it's good. I suppose that I got reincarnated then since there's no way someone would survive the burns I got back then.'

I winced, once again remembering the never-ending pain of being burned and the heat surrounding me.

'...Hot. I-It's hot... T-too warm...This room is too warm.'

I continued to look around the room and noticed that there's not a single window. The only light source the room got was a rectangular object with a dim light coming from it above the door.

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I also noticed that the room was completely bare save for the cloth placed on the floor where I was laying.

It also seems like I'm just a newborn baby, about three days old judging on my body size but I'm not sure since there's nothing to compare myself with but judging on how hard it is to move my body, I'd say three days old.

'Hot. Too hot.'

I continued looking around the room for hours, wary of fires and smoke leaking in. So far so good, there seems to be no sign of a fire accident.

'...No good. It's no good. The floor seems to be made of tatami mats. Even the walls are made of wood... No good... Fire can easily invade...'

A few hours has passed and the temperature noticeably decreased, making me notice the emptiness in my stomach.

'Irresponsible adults! I'm just a baby yet they leave me unattended! I'm hungry! What if there's fire?! Tch! I hope there's an association for newly reincarnated babies here! If I can, I'm gonna go right now and complain.'

With my nerves settling down a little thanks to the lowering temperature, my mind began to shift its attention from the surroundings to my body, assured that I'd sense a shift in the temperature if fire breaks out.

'...When will they feed me?'

It took an hour before somebody heard my prayers and entered, giving me my milk and exiting immediately after changing my clothes.

I didn't miss the look of displeasure in the lady's face when and before she entered the room making me wonder on my identity.

'Do I really look that hideous or am I an illegitimate child of my mother or father? Hmm, that could be a problem... But please leave the door wide open for me to escape in case of fire accidents... Wait, I can't move, much less walk... Just leave water nearby, please.'

Unfortunately, no one granted my wishes this time.