I can’t move…
I realized my situation. It seems I’ve been reincarnated as the child of a slave.
A woman dressed in rags tries to feed me milk, but she’s visibly thin and barely produces any. I suck desperately, but no milk comes out. Even sucking drains my energy, and my hunger only grows. This is bad.
On her right breast, there’s a star-shaped scar. It’s faint, but I keep looking at it as I suck.
Now, I’m facing a life-threatening crisis. Without milk, I won’t survive. What should I do?
“I’m sorry… there’s no milk for you…”
The woman, whom I assume is my mother, is apologizing with tears in her eyes. There’s love in her words. My parents in my past life were no good, but it seems I’ve been blessed with a kind mother this time.
But this hunger is unbearable. If I don’t do something, I really might die before I even get a chance to level up.
“Agu agu aa (I’m so hungry)…”
If this keeps up, I’ll really die. I need to find a way out of this situation.
Then, I remembered something.
Skill: Conversion.
[Conversion, Level 1: Can transform materials into other materials.]
Maybe I can use this skill to create food?
I’m lying in what seems to be a storage shed. There’s straw, a wooden board I’m lying on, and various farm tools scattered around. If only I could turn this straw into food.
I remember the meals from my past life. Living with my parents, I survived on bread crusts and school lunches. After going to the orphanage, I’d occasionally get meat. That made me so happy… I’ll never forget the taste of that meat, even though it was probably cheap.
“Agoo aoo ao aa (Turn into delicious meat!)”
Something drains from within me, leaving me feeling faint and nauseous. But the straw has turned into cooked meat!
I check my status and see that my mana, which was at five points, is now at zero. Using the skill consumed my mana.
My vision starts to fade…
I woke up starving.
When I went to eat the meat, I found my mother eating it instead.
Ah… right. I’m not the only one who’s hungry.
“It’s delicious…”
Tears fill her eyes as she eats the meat. Watching her makes me want to give her more.
But I’m hungry too. I can’t use my skill right in front of her, so I’ll have to wait until she leaves.
After giving me what little milk she could, she left.
Now’s my chance!
Checking my status, I see my mana has recovered to five. I quickly transform the straw into meat again.
“Agu aa (So sleepy…)”
Once again, I drift off to sleep.
And once again, I wake to find my mother eating the meat.
Hey, come on…
“Agugaa agu agu aa (That’s actually mine, you know…)”
Then, it dawned on me. I’m a baby right now. Even if I had meat, how could I chew without teeth? Next time, I’ll try turning the straw into milk.
I’m so hungry…
Wait, even if I turned the straw into milk, how would I drink it? It would just soak into the ground. Even if I managed to turn it into milk in a bottle, I wouldn’t be able to hold it.
“Ahh, agu aga aa (This isn’t going to work…)”
“You want milk, don’t you, sweetie?”
Mother tries to feed me milk. There’s hardly any, but I suckle, hoping to ease my hunger, even a little.
Suck, suck, suck…
Huh? Is there more milk than usual?
Wow, I’m getting milk!
I suckled desperately. It didn’t fill me up completely, but the relief felt like bliss.
So that’s it, the meat…
After mother ate the meat, her milk started flowing again. Indirectly, that meat eased my hunger.
It’s not enough to satisfy me fully, but if I can keep nourishing her, it will keep me alive in the long run!
From that day on, every morning, I transformed straw into meat or fish for her to eat. Gradually, her health improved, her milk became more abundant, and I was able to get more each day.
