I Opened an Illegal Animal Hospital in Another World - Chapter 6

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Chapter 2. I’m Experienced Though (1)

Two years had passed since then.

I’d say they passed by in a blur, but life as a baby was simple with just eating and sleeping, so time flew by just as quickly.

A life of crawling, sitting up, struggling around and falling asleep…

Trying it out in a baby’s body without muscles, it was actually like living the life of an athlete. I had to squeeze out every bit of strength in my body, so I had to fall asleep like fainting every day. Really, babies give their absolute best to eat, give their absolute best to move, and give their absolute best to sleep.

‘Never again say that babies have it easy.’

The results were minimal, but I felt like a medal-winning athlete. A life of exercising until collapsing from exhaustion every day…

Since all I could do was move this short and powerless body, I moved diligently.

The only thing that made that simple and boring life bearable was my healing power.

Forget the mobile.

Forget the simple and repetitive mobile.

From now on, it’s the world of healing clay…!

For two years I had nothing to do (saying it like this makes me sound really pitiful), so I played with this new toy until it was worn out.

Gathering it in my hands and kneading it, randomly making it into bear shapes and hugging them…

All the fine motor exercises I needed during that time were done together with the healing clay. Like clay mixed with glitter, it clumped together when touched and felt like flour dough, making it perfect for hand exercises.

Brain development, fine motor development! Killing two birds with one stone!

Thanks to Bailey, Maria, and Ella who took care of me, as well as my parents all being healthy, I couldn’t test the healing clay’s abilities, but now I could gather the light particles with just a tiny bit of ‘ki’.

Filling my playroom with clay was now a piece of cake. I tried gathering it seriously once, but when it covered the entire manor, it felt strange so I stopped.

The clay used to treat Mother was about half the playroom… So I had grown quite a lot.

‘Calling it ki feels a bit strange, but there was nothing else to call it.’

A power that springs up from inside the body, something invisible.

I know my naming sense is terrible, but I don’t know the proper terminology so it can’t be helped. Since healing seemed to be the power of clay gathered through ki as a medium, I didn’t know any other characteristics.

My healing power seemed to be some other force that was neither divine power nor magic power.

‘Mother is a person with abilities.’

As it turns out, Mother is a famous mage.

From the day I poured light particles on Mother and fell asleep, Mother worked to figure out the identity of my power.

She secretly conducted research through acquaintances, but the result was one thing.

Nobody knew.

‘I guess it’s because I’m a reincarnator.’

That was the only reason I could think of. It might be an ability I gained when I regained my memories while on the verge of death. But since I couldn’t tell them this, I decided to keep my mouth shut.

‘I thought this was magic, but I guess it wasn’t.’

How embarrassing.

Mother seemed worried that my power might cost me something in exchange, but all I used was a tiny bit of ki.

‘Seeing how I fell asleep back then, I guess it uses up some stamina.’

If I could heal other people by using a little of my stamina, wouldn’t that be awesome.

I’m already 3 years old.

It’s been 2 years and 6 months since I was born!!

Though I was reborn as a baby, with the dignity of being experienced, I easily cleared crawling, standing up! and even running at this point! I!

‘Want to test it out!’

It’s itching! I want to go out!

I stood up with a start. I stood up resolutely, but that was just the image in my head. In reality, I got up slowly while squirming. Ah, being safe is the best…

One, place hands on the ground and straighten legs.

Two, lift up the butt and stand!

Just do it naturally as a connected motion.

‘My head is still too big to stand up quickly…’

It was the humiliating tragedy of being 3-heads-tall.

Ella, who noticed me standing up, said.

“Lady Shana, are you bored with the block play?”

“Don’t like this.”

I lightly touched the wooden blocks stacked two layers high and knocked them down. The blocks came tumbling down. Ella muttered regretfully.

“Oh my, these are blocks that Father made himself…”

“So I don’t want to play anymore. I don’t like it now.”

The humiliating sound of my lisp….

Even when I tried to pronounce properly, my clumsy tongue still wouldn’t move as my mind wanted it to.

Back when I was Han Yeon-ah, I often heard people say I could be an announcer. Of course, that was only from my father who was completely smitten with his daughter. “Oh my, our Yeon-ah could be an announcer.” His nagging words are still firmly embedded in my heart….

“Then shall I read you a book?”

“You’re going to read me a baby book!”

“That’s not it. It’s a very interesting fairy tale!”

“…You already read all of those to me…. I know them all.”

I looked at Ella with coldly indifferent eyes.

Strict nanny Bailey, cute youngest Maria, meticulous and kind Ella. These were people I knew as well as my parents since being born in this world. The time I’d spent with them easily surpassed that with my parents. Ella avoided my cold gaze and said.

“Then how about an adventure story….”

“I memorized all of those too. I can even recite them.”

I was sick and tired of all stories that started with “A very long time ago.”

When exactly was that long ago? What are the precise years, and when were the characters born and when did they die?

Even knowing they were fairy tales made them feel absurd, but this world’s fairy tales were even more so. The basics were fantasy after all.

Adventure tales had the exaggeration of Chinese martial arts movies added by the spoonful, two spoonfuls…. Oops, looks like they spilled the whole thing! That was the level.

But surprisingly, the stories Ella read in her gentle voice by my bedside were very helpful in understanding this world.

I thought a fairy tale with dragons would involve kidnapping a princess or something, but it concluded with “And so dragon bones still remain deep in the Calanipa Mountains.”

When I heard it was an elf story, I thought it was about fairies living somewhere, but apparently elves actually live in the forests…. For dwarf stories, they’d say “This is dwarf-made!”

Listening to all this made me more confused about what was real and what was fake, so I became curious about the truth.

So do dragons really exist? Where do they live? Where exactly is the forest where elves live? Bring me a map. If dwarfs made it, where’s the certificate? Can you tell if something is dwarf-made just by looking? Isn’t that a scam? You say beastmen exist. Are there beastmen for every animal? Surely not for rare animals too? Can they transform freely?

‘How nice it would be if I could ask all of this.’

Reality is, it ends with “So are dragons really real?” Sigh….

‘Ella and Maria laughed so much that I didn’t speak for two days after that….’

I really wasn’t being very mature either.

“Our Lady Shana is so smart too….”

“I don’t like compliments either. So about magic….”

I’m curious! I’m dying of curiosity!

I was finally born into a world where magic actually exists!

And my mother is even a mage!

Why must I live without even getting to see magic!

I haven’t even gotten to see it, let alone learn it….

“That’s not allowed. Madam absolutely forbade us from giving you difficult books!”

“That’s mean….”

When I pouted and muttered, Ella was on the verge of bursting into laughter. She was holding back because she was worried I’d be upset if she laughed. It’s okay to laugh though. I’m an adult so I won’t be hurt by something like that.

“Besides, we couldn’t read all of that to you anyway. We don’t even know what it means, and we can’t even read runic script.”

“Hmph….”

I was studying letters, but I had endlessly insufficient materials. I hate fairy tales. They’re boring.

‘Is there no culture of advanced learning here either….’

There’s a student with plenty of willingness to learn right here! Why won’t you teach me quickly! Throughout my past and present lives, I’d never wanted to study as much as I do now.

Moreover, this reborn body seemed to be naturally clever. Thanks to a mind that could memorize things after seeing them just once, I was able to easily memorize this world’s writing system too.

Of course, being able to memorize and read silently was different from reading aloud….

But even the letter studying and reading along with fairy tales was something I did on my own, not because someone taught me. It’s fortunate that I have a good head for it….

Perhaps worried that I looked too dejected, kind Ella examined my face.

“If you’re really that curious, how about Lady Shana asks your father directly?”

“Daddy?”

“If it’s Lady Shana’s request, he absolutely won’t be able to refuse.”

Ella whispered. Her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was concerned about giving the kind of immature advice Maria would give.

“But….”

He would never do anything Mother wouldn’t like.

What if they end up fighting because of me?

“And if Lady Shana asks because you’re too curious about magic, Madam would have no choice either, right?”

“…Really…?”

“Of course! I guarantee it!”

I might not trust Maria’s guarantee, but Ella’s guarantee was somewhat believable….

“If Lady Shana just smiles and says “Shana wants to see!” just once!”

“…I don’t want to….”

Baby life year 3, I absolutely hate acting cute! I have adult pride…

But the advice to try targeting Father instead of Mother made sense.

“Where’s Daddy?”

“Right now, he should be in the study.”

“Yeah, I’ll go!”

“Wait a moment, Lady Shana! Together…”

“Alone!”

“You can’t!”

“Don’t follow me! Don’t, understand?”

“Oh, really…”

Ella sat still in her spot and waved her hand at me. She knew that I was safe wherever I went in this manor.

After I became able to walk and run, this entire manor became my playground. This whole place is my territory. I’m the baby of this area…

‘I can run!’

The joy of running on my own two legs! Now that I’m 3 years old, I’ve learned how grateful this simple act is.

If you knew the frustration of not being able to stand or walk straight no matter how hard you try, you couldn’t help but be grateful… I took a step forward with determination.

Squeak!

Ah, why do they have squeaky shoes here too!

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