"So... What should we name our new baby boy, honey?"
"... I was going to name him something simple, but his eyes... It seems like he is aware."
"Fufu... You promised me you wouldn't drink when you visited those burgher friends of yours in the Guild."
"What? No, I did not drink there. Just look at his eyes, Cicilia. He seems very aware. I, the head of the Rodziwill family, am not wrong in judging others. You should also know it, Cicilia. As for having burgher friends... If I didn't have them, I wouldn't have you now, dear."
The obese nobleman flirted with Cicilia with ease, making her feel wanted and then, he put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. Just as the obese nobleman, also known as Henryk Rodziwill, is staring at the little devil suspiciously, the little devil notices Henryk staring at him.
"I don't know their language, but it seems like my behavior is making them suspect me to be abnormal. Shit, this is the Middle Ages. If I stand out, they might think I am a demon and burn me at the stake probably. Let's just act like a child."
The little devil's eyes lost their color of wisdom and he started laughing and acting like a child, sucking on his elder brother's finger. The elder brother's eyes brightened when he saw what his little brother was doing.
"Mom, dad, look! He is sucking on my fingers!"
The little devil felt very disgusted with himself and humiliated.
"Why does this kid's finger taste so disgustingly salty? Does he ever wash his hands? Wait, this is a medieval Europe setting... He probably never washes his hands..."
While the little devil was becoming even more disgusted with himself, Cicilia and Henryk looked at those two warmly.
"It seems like he likes you already, Will. Always cherish your siblings no matter what happens. Okay, Will?"
"Mhm!"
William kept playing with his little brother. Then, he turned towards his sisters with a smirk.
"Heh, it seems like he likes me more than you three. Guess this is what they call brotherhood."
The youngest one of the girls became sad while the middle one became angry. However, the eldest of the girls, who is also older than William, simply just touched the little devil mechanically, showing no reaction.
"Who is this bitch that is touching me with such dead eyes? I don't like her at all."
Moments later, the eldest daughter brought her mouth to the little devil's ear and whispered something weakly enough that only the little devil could hear.
"So you are the new competition, huh. That won't change anything. I'll win no matter the cost. You or William will not change anything. Do not try to oppose me or my goals and... I'll cherish you and William, okay?"
The eldest daughter's eyes softened a bit at the end. However, the little devil stopped acting like a baby for a mere few seconds, then continued acting like a baby again.
"Shit, shit, shit, this bitch... She shouldn't be older than 12, yet those eyes of hers are giving me the creeps... Fuck me. I should be the most wary of her and that fatman."
"Julia, what are you doing with your baby brother?"
Julia looked like the carbon copy of her mother, with the same look, black hair and eyes, and sharp features but with a more dead expression.
"Hm? Nothing, mother. I just sang a lullaby in his ear. Also... I think I know what name suits my adorable little baby brother."
Henryk and the other members of the family got interested in the matter.
"Tell us then. What's the name that you have in mind?"
"Cahara... Cahara Rodziwill."
Henryk and William raised an eyebrow each, while the girls and Cicilia just stared at Julia as if asking, 'What kind of name is Cahara?'
"Don't stare at me like that. I found the name Cahara from a book. And if you're wondering if it's a foreign name, the answer is yes. The name is simple and it makes you remember him, no?"
All of the family members nodded slowly while Cicilia showed a proud smile.
"That's my girl. You sure have inherited my burgher bloodline."
"Erm... I believe it's my noble Rodziwill bloodline that has made her so intelligent."
"Oh, really? Then why does she have my beautiful hair and eyes and not your blonde hair and average looks, hm?"
"Dear, looks are something. Intelligence is something else. As for my so-called 'average looks', please always remember you fell for my 'average looks'."
Henryk smirked, but it wasn't for long, since he saw his wife with her dead eyes picking up a thick book from the table near her and coming closer to him.
"Dear... Let's talk... Violence is never the answer..."
"Violence is not the answer... It is simply a question... And the answer is yes."
Cicilia started chasing after Henryk that night.
"Pss... Look, Sophia. Mom and papa are acting like kids, yet they punish us always for acting like one."
"I know, right, Emma."
Emma, the middle child, had the same sharp features of her mother but she had the green eyes and blonde hair of her father. Sophia looked like Emma but instead of blonde hair, she had black hair while looking way more childlike.
"Huh... Guess this is my new family... Welp, I am gonna be honest, it could have been way worse. I gotta be grateful. They are at least somewhat normal in behavior, except that chick that looks like our mother."
The little devil, whose name is now Cahara Rodziwill, obviously meant Julia.
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Time passes.
For years, Cahara endured humiliation after humiliation. The worst was Henryk cleaning his backside – fat fingers scrubbing where no grown man should ever be touched. "Don't you dare—!" Cahara would scream internally, but his baby body only produced giggles and gurgles. Until he was four.
The now six-year-old Cahara is on his bed while William is on another bed on the other side of the room, sleeping.
"Bruh, my soul hasn't even recovered halfway yet. What kind of shitty recovery speed is this? Anyways, let's just collect what has happened and assess my—"
Suddenly there were sounds of lightning outside and heavy rain started.
"—Situation. Anyways, I am in this alternative version of the Middle Ages with magic. My family is normal, except for that Julia chick, but at least even her eyes have grown soft towards me, so as long as I don't cross her, nothing bad will happen. As for the rest of my family..."
Cahara smiled lightly, then became sad. He took a look at the peaceful look of William sleeping and became even sadder.
"...They're good family members, but I know one day I'll leave them. I wish they were cold, then leaving them wouldn't be so hard. But... I'll chase every opportunity to become stronger, to learn magic, even if it means leaving my home of comfort."
Cahara's eyes became resolute and he held one of his hands in the air and formed a small fist.
"After tons of sucking up and acting like a child, mother finally taught me how to read, and since we have a small library, I simply read all the general knowledge books and books about magic. As for magic... Basically, Arcanists are those that use magic. As for how to study magic, basically only at an academy. And to study at an academy, you need two things. One, having mana crystals which are very expensive even for wealthy nobles. Two, having a mana aptitude, since most folks don't even have a single 1% mana aptitude. As for other ways to study magic... There's literally no other way. No one sells things related to magic except a few common knowledge things or a few books about legends."
"As for what world and kingdom I am in and the history of it..."