When the boy whose name was still unknown regained his consciousness, what welcomed him was the giant face of a woman in her late thirties.  Surprised, he yelled; but to add more to his shock, what came out were the cries of a newborn baby.

"Have I become a baby?!"  -  thought the boy in his mind.              

"Well~ It seems like our reincarnation is a success. We have become a newborn baby! Now that I think about it, aren't we currently naked right now? Nooo~." Another voice resounded in the boy's mind. The mysterious entity.

"........" The boy, tired with the entity's rambling, decided that staying quiet was the best decision to make and instead, paid attention to the woman who was shedding tears of joy in front of him.

"Congratulations, Your Highness! It's a healthy prince!" A sound came from the left side of the boy. He looked at his left with great difficulty and found that the voice belonged to an elderly woman with graying hair. It would seem like this woman was the midwife who helped this 'Your Highness' in giving birth to the boy.

"Are you okay, Honey? Does it hurt anywhere?" This time, a male's voice containing worry joined in the little conversation. The boy wasn't able to see the face of the said person but he had a definite hunch that the person was his biological 'father'. Moreover, he was going to be a Royal from now on.

"No, I'm fine Dear. I'm just happy that I was able to give birth to our cute son. Oh, I'm so happy!" The previous woman replied, full of joyful laughter. Indeed, she was happy to finally become a mom. In her happiness, she closely cuddled the boy; it made the boy uncomfortable. This woman was without a doubt, his 'mother'.

"Your Highness, you should not strain yourself and get some rest. After all, you need to recover your energy." The midwife reminded the mother while looking at the scene with warm eyes.

"Aliza is right, Honey. Let her take our son to lay down in his cradle while you recuperate your strength. You can play with him as much as you want later." The father was more worried about his wife than the newborn baby.

"Mmn. Aliza, take good care of him, alright?" The mother handed over the boy with great care to the midwife, Aliza. 

"Certainly, Your Highness." Aliza replied. Her elderly voice was very assuring. The mother then gently closed her pair of beautiful violet eyes and went to have a peaceful sleep.

Aliza the midwife walked out of the room with very silent footsteps in order to not disturb the mother's rest. On the other hand, the father stayed by his wife's side to protect her with a tired yet warm smile plastered on his face.

Out of the room and into the hall, the boy noticed that the place was very grand; befitting for a 'Highness'. There were beautiful paintings of sceneries adorning the walls. Elegant colored curtains that were hung up on the walls also further beautified the place.

Aliza walked across the hall and entered a room that was not far from the boy's mother's. The room looked simple yet cheerful; a room suitable for little kids. She put the boy inside a cradle situated in the center of the room.

"There, there. Have a nice sleep now, Young Master." The midwife whispered some loving words and pecked a little kiss on the boy's small cheek before walking out of the room, leaving him alone.

"Finally, I'm alone."  The boy silently thought, not letting any baby sounds or cries to be heard by anybody except one 'person'.

"Did you forget about me? How mean~ We even share the same body. Uweeehh~!" The entity pretended to be upset and started crying like a baby in the boy's mind.

"Stop those obnoxious thoughts. I'm utterly disgusted by your actions." The boy replied back in his mind.

"Sheesh, you're no fun~ By the way.... How should I address you as? It's inconvenient to not know your name. Oh, my name's Laint for your information." The entity introduced himself as Laint to the boy.

"I'm.....no." The boy hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I don't have a name. Feel free to call me anything you like."

"So, you want me to name you? Hmm, I wonder what name would be good for you..."  Laint paused for a few seconds to think up a name suitable for the boy. "....How does Zeth sounds?"

"Zeth...? What made you choose that name?" The boy asked.

"Hehe, that is of course because the name gives off the aura of being cold and unsociable. Just like you~" Laint joked around as he gave the reason as to why he chose such a name.

"Regardless of your useless comments, Zeth doesn't sound like a bad name. I'll take it." The boy whose name was now Zeth, agreed with Laint without making much of a fuss. "Ugh...Somehow, I feel so sleepy.."  His voice began trailing off as he complained.

"Hehe, being a baby is such a pain~ I'm going to sleep now....zzzz" Laint ended up dozing off the moment Zeth mentioned about being sleepy.

"What a useless counterpart...." Them being in their baby form, were quick to fall asleep despite just having a conversation a few moments ago. The baby-form Zeth’s and Laint's eyelids fluttered before finally shutting close, entering a deep sleep.

"Wakey-wakey, Young Master. It's time for your meal~" A voice belonged to a woman in her twenties resounded in the ears of Zeth, simultaneously heard by Laint who resided in the body as a second soul; waking both of them up.

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Zeth opened his pair of sleepy violet-colored eyes and saw the young woman's face who was staring at him like some kind of doll. 

"I know that I'm cute but I'm not some kind of doll on display, you know~ Have they never heard of a baby's beauty sleep before? So annoying~"  Laint complained inside Zeth's head as soon as he saw the woman's expression.

"....Deal with it."  Zeth replied as he knew that both of them could not change anything even if they grumbled until the world's end.

"Aww! So cute! Be a good boy and be patient, okay? Older sister is going to bring you to Mama for a meal, okay?" The young woman who was wearing maid's clothing picked up Zeth's small body carefully and brought him out of the room. It was needless to say that the experience weren't desirable for him.

Following the same directions that the midwife Aliza took yesterday, the young maid arrived at Zeth's mother's room. The Queen's room. With Zeth in her embrace, she politely knocked on the door and asked for a permission to enter the room. "Your Highness, I have brought Young Master over. May I, a lowly servant enter?"

"Oh? Her previous demeanor is gone. So she does know how to properly act, eh?" Laint needlessly commented.

"Just shut up for once will you?" Zeth was already annoyed from being woken up early and being carried around in an uncomfortable embrace so he naturally couldn't stand Laint's irritating remarks.

"Yes, yes~" The person in question lazily replied as he finally fell silent.

"You may enter." The Queen's voice resounded, allowing the maid to finally enter the room. 

With gracious footsteps that was ingrained in both of the maid's mind and body, she continued walking until she reached the bed where the Queen was currently resting. The King who accompanied Her Highness yesterday was not in the room. It made Zeth wonder how his father looked like.

Naturally, the maid handed Zeth over to his rightful mother as gently as possible. "How's my baby boy? Did you have a good sleep last night?" While the Queen was cuddling and smiling from ear to ear when she held Zeth, the maid had already exited the room as to not disturb her.

"No, I did not. You're a terrible mother to disturb your precious son's beauty sleep for your own playtime." Perhaps if the Queen were to hear Laint's spiteful reply, she would cry tears of blood.

"......" Zeth did not even bother as he was somehow getting used to Laint's commentary.

"You know, Chris is Mother's first child so I'm very happy and grateful that you were born safely. Thank you for simply being born, Chris." She said with a joyful tone mixed with a bit of sorrow as she got emotional once again.

"Chris....It must be our name given by this woman and her husband. Moreover, we are her first child despite her being middle-aged so no wonder she seems to be spoiling us…. By the way, Laint. You do know that you are a very horrible person do you not?"  Although Zeth had not accepted her as his mother, he was nonetheless in debt as she had given birth to him.

".....I'm sorry. I'm a bad person. I won't do it again." Laint sincerely apologized in his heart but as to whether or not he would repeat the same mistake, Zeth doubted that he would be able to keep his word.

"Today, Mother had prepared a story to tell you from a very famous children storybook just for you, Chris. But, before that…It’s time for your meal." She brought Zeth close her chest and began undoing her front clothes.

“Uh-oh~ She’s going to breastfeed us!” Laint commented.

“…..” Zeth just kept quiet in regards of that.

Against Zeth’s will, he was forced to have his biological mother’s milk as a meal. “….I can’t believe this.” He sincerely complained as he was finishing his meal.

After a few moments, he finally had his fill and struggled to push away from his mother’s breast.

“Oh my? You’re finished already, Chris? You don’t eat much do you.” His mother had a somewhat worried face as she began to dress back up. She was concerned that her son did not drink as much as she thought he would.

“Ugh…I have sinned…” Little did she knew, Zeth only drank enough to sustain himself because of his embarrassment.

“Chris, now that you have finished your meal, let’s read a story! Mother have prepared a lot of interesting fairy tales for you. Now, listen closely. Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there was a hero……”

"Did you hear that, Zeth? How old are we? This kind of situation can only be describe with one word. TORTURE!" Laint exhaled a long sigh as he turned a deaf's ear towards the story. Although Zeth felt sorry for his biological mother, he couldn't agree more with Laint's complain.

In the end, the Queen ended up telling a bunch of stories which both Zeth and Laint tried their hardest to ignore. As a baby, their intention span was really short and they had already drifted off to the beautiful dreamland and were sound asleep when the day had only reached the afternoon.

The second day of their reincarnated life and they had already experienced the torture of being a baby. Their journey to adulthood would surely be riddled with holes.

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