Reborn As Noble Chapter 2 A Gentle Touch ( 2 )

"Poor little boy," Liana whispered tenderly while she cleaned my cheeks using a moist cloth. Her caress felt soft, her actions careful, like she had performed this countless times in the past.

At last, a person who understands exactly what to do!

I looked up at her, my vision sharpening bit by bit. Her refined traits sharpened into focus—defined cheekbones, radiant complexion, and… hold on, are those… pointed ears?

An elf!? A stunning elf!? Oh no, I'm smitten.

My heart—or the infant equivalent of a pounding heartbeat—fluttered wildly as I fixed my gaze on her. Her slender, graceful ears suited her face ideally, and her serene look radiated poise and insight.

Marry me.

Those pointed ears, I mused, unable to tear my eyes away.

Those soft hands, that calming presence! Age doesn't matter to me. Even if you're centuries old—become my spouse. Ehehe…

Liana gazed down at me with a gentle, warm smile that appeared to shimmer lightly.

Oh, those lips! That grin! I've been reborn into the embrace of ideal beauty!

"Are you hungry, young master?" Liana's words pulled me from my trance.

Hold on… hungry? No way, skip the meal—let's discuss romance. Let's plan our life ahead! You and I, Liana! But…

My belly rumbled loudly, giving me away. The noise shocked even me.

Liana laughed lightly, a harmonious tune that enhanced her allure. "I'll take that as a yes."

She shifted her grip on me, her motions smooth and elegant. While she started heading to what I guessed was the kitchen area, thoughts whirled in my head.

I have to unravel the mysteries of this realm, yet right now, the main thing: Liana, you're the finest occurrence since… um, Francesca. I mean, Mother. Whatever— just… marry me!

While Liana got ready to heat up some milk, the door squeaked as it swung open. A different woman stepped inside, her footsteps soft but assured.

This newcomer grabbed my focus right away. Her complexion held a rich, even bronze tone, her traits keen and captivating, and—similar to Liana—she possessed pointed ears.

Hold on… is that a Dark Elf?

I gawked, eyes wide, as she drew near. Her dark-as-night hair flowed like smooth silk along her back, and her golden gaze shone with interest when it locked onto mine.

Wow. Simply wow. An elf first, followed by a dark elf? Could this be heaven?

"Miss Liana, do you need help?" she inquired, her tone even and soothing.

"Oh, yes, please," Liana answered, not glancing up. "Could you hold the young master briefly while I get the milk ready, Lithia?"

Lithia? The name resounded in my mind like a sweet tune. Such a lovely name… Oh, Lithia, you're gorgeous.

She approached, her steps flowing with natural poise, and extended her arms to take me into her hold. Her heat differed from Liana's—firmer, more steady—yet remained affectionate.

Oh, Lithia… I believe I'm falling for you. No, I have fallen. Marry me! You're amazing! Let's escape together, Lithia!

She angled her head, golden eyes examining me with mirth. "He's so tiny," she noted with a gentle laugh. "But already bursting with vigor, it seems."

Exactly! I'm bursting with vigor! Vigor to ask for your hand, Lithia! Ehehe!

I wriggled a bit in her embrace, attempting to convey my awe somehow. Rather than appearing charming, I started drooling.

Lithia gave a soft giggle. "Oh dear, you're a bit of a drooler, aren't you?"

Drooler? No, it's not drool—it's my feelings spilling over! Lithia, I promise!

In the meantime, Liana came back with a little milk bottle, grinning at Lithia cradling me. "Thanks, Lithia. He looks at ease with you right away."

At ease? I'm beyond at ease—I'm in bliss! Two exquisite elves caring for me? Best isekai adventure yet.

Carefully, Lithia passed me back to Liana. "He's a darling little fellow," she commented with a grin.

No, hold on a second! Lithia, remain here! Wait—what if you both did? Ehehe…

Liana started to feed me, though my thoughts wandered far from the milk. My small infant heart beat fast from the pure elegance and charm of my guardians.

First came Francesca, then Liana and Lithia… This fresh existence kicked off wonderfully. Ehehe!

Right when I lingered in Lithia's warmth and marveled at her refined looks, she uttered the phrase that chilled me to the core.

"Oh, Marita, could you hold him for a minute?"

Who!? My infant mind shrieked. Not her! Anyone except her!

Before I realized, my little fists clutched Lithia's attire with unexpected force. My digits clung to the cloth like it was life itself.

Lithia emitted a gentle laugh, eyeing Liana. "Oh, see. The young master seems unwilling to release."

Liana laughed softly. "That's odd. He's typically quite picky around strangers. You must have left a strong mark."

Naturally, I refuse to release! Who would choose to depart the hug of a beautiful dark elf!? Especially for that slobbery fiend! No, I won't! Lithia, spare me!

Lithia beamed at me, her golden eyes twinkling with fun. "Come on, young master. Don't be so resistant. Marita only wishes to assist."

Assist!? ASSIST!? You think making me a smooch victim is assistance? She's no aide—she's a fiend! An ONI!

Marita advanced, arms wide, her round cheeks pink with thrill. "Oh, come here, my precious little lord! I've longed for you!"

Longed for me!? I didn't long for you! I hoped to avoid you forever!

I wailed loudly, my small form writhing in Lithia's grasp in defiance. Lithia! See my desperation! I'm pleading—don't pass me to the smooch beast!

Lithia stopped, appearing truly taken aback. "Oh my, he's really determined."

Liana cocked her head, observing with a entertained grin. "Maybe he's fonder of you than expected."

Fonder? Absolutely, I'm fond! You're lovely, poised, and—crucially—you don't use me as a plaything!

Marita, unaware of my inner turmoil, clapped eagerly. "Oh, he's merely bashful. In my hold, he'll smile wide soon."

No, I won't! I'll sob endlessly, thanks to you!

Lithia wavered, looking from me to Marita. "Well… he appears somewhat hesitant."

Yes, extremely hesitant! Hear my unspoken cry, Lithia! Be the savior I believe in!

Liana intervened, her tone steady yet decisive. "Maybe Lithia should keep holding him for the moment. He's obviously more at home with her."

Liana, you savior! I'll always cherish this kindness!

Marita sulked, folding her arms. "Oh, alright. But next time, young Lord Javier, you belong to me!"

Next time? Not if I can help it!

Lithia chuckled with relief and softly repositioned her grip on me. "Seems you're with me a while longer, young master."

With you? Lithia, you're a gift. I'd remain in your embrace eternally if possible. Skip the milk—this is my spot!

While Lithia bore me to the seat where Liana placed the bottle, I let myself unwind. Temporarily, I escaped the grasp of the fiend servant. Yet her comeback loomed, leaving me wary.

This realm holds beauty… but peril too. I need to remain alert. One mistake, and I'll face that smooch terror once more.

Ekkk!

(End of Chapter 2)