Rudeus

Since he had nothing better to do and his bones and body had not developed enough for swordsmanship, there was nothing for him to do aside from casually practicing magic. He might as well raise this maid's opinion of him.

Roa yawned and snatched a rag from Lilia, helping her wipe the stains off the table.

Lilia glanced at the cold, tsundere little boy, slightly bent forward, and said, "Good morning, Miss Roa."

This was Lilia's verbal revenge for Roa's behavior just now.

Roa's movements froze. He slammed his hand heavily onto the table, and the cold, childish expression on his face finally changed. Roa shouted, "Call me Young Master Roa!"

The morning sunlight shone upon his fair and delicate little face. He was a doll-like child, and his clear eyes resembled a tranquil, secluded pool deep in the summer mountains. The cool mountain waters seemed to cascade from his gaze.

Anyone unfamiliar with him would certainly think the doll before them was angry. Only those who had spent a long time with him knew that beneath his iceberg-like exterior lay a gentle and kind heart.

His slightly raised eyebrows showed that Roa was not angry. Whenever he was angry, his eyebrows would always stand on end, and the calmness in his eyes would vanish.

Looking at this kind yet tsundere two-year-old child, Lilia felt a mixture of emotions.

This child was completely different from Paul.

She had initially thought that Paul's child would inherit at least some of his womanizing and lecherous nature. Yet this child did everything by the book and always thought of others without realizing it.

Ever since Roa had learned to walk, he had always helped her without meaning to.

Wiping the table with some effort, he looked at Lilia and asked, "Lilia, how did you meet Father?"

Lilia fell silent. Her smooth golden hair spilled over her shoulders with Roa's movements. She could smell the child's unique scent, an unnamed floral fragrance that was quiet, elegant, refreshing, and soothing.

"It was probably when I was learning swordsmanship. At the time, I was his junior disciple." That was what Lilia said. Whenever Paul came up, her expression would always become complicated.

Roa spoke like an old man. "Indeed. That fellow Paul is always causing trouble for people."

Lilia glanced at the disrespectful little brat. Although the child always called Paul "Father" in his presence, he addressed him directly by name whenever they were alone.

It was very impolite, but Lilia could tell that he meant no harm.

Lilia picked up another rag, placed it in a wooden bucket to soak, and skillfully began preparing to wipe the floor.

Seeing that Lilia had no intention of continuing the conversation, Roa spoke again. "What do you think it will be, a boy or a girl?"

Lilia thought for a moment before answering, "I hope it's a girl. That way, there will be one boy and one girl."

Afterward, they fell silent once more. When they had finished tidying up the living room, Roa wiped the slight sweat from his forehead, waved to Lilia, and returned to the room.

Lying lazily on the bed, he began thinking about how he should face Rudeus.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

Autumn was a beautiful season. Outside, blue skies and white clouds intertwined, while the breeze swept across the golden rice stalks and carried the scent of nameless flowers.

The sun shone brightly, and everything was so beautiful.

Today was undoubtedly a day for celebration.

There was no other reason. Zenith had given birth again.

As expected, the child was another blond brat, and Roa even went over to take a look.

The blond baby had a relatively large head and a chubby body. The newborn looked around in confusion, and that expression was exactly the same as his own when he had first reincarnated into this world.

Although they were broad-minded, they still sensed that something was slightly off.

Paul and Zenith were speechless in succession. They were both somewhat silent. Why were both of their children like this?

If Roa had known what they were thinking, he would have said, Both of the sons you gave birth to are reincarnated people.

Still, the joy of the child's safe birth overwhelmed that faint sense of wrongness.

Paul happily leaned his face over, but recalling what had happened two years ago, he silently backed away.

Paul widened his eyes as he looked at the baby in swaddling clothes. His emerald eyes glimmered with light. "He's very healthy," he told Zenith.

Paul placed Rudeus in Zenith's arms, and a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Roa stood to the side, watching this heartwarming scene. His attractive eyebrows drew together slightly.

Rudeus Greyrat.

The protagonist of the original story. Although he was the protagonist, his path had not actually been smooth.

In his previous life, he had been a NEET. After crossing over, he was manipulated by the Human God. To be honest, Roa did not have a favorable impression of him.

He was somewhat cowardly. Although he had successfully changed his own shortcomings step by step, Roa's opinion of him remained poor.

Jobless Reincarnation was a very realistic novel. No one was born perfect, and even if one crossed into another world, it was impossible to live without regrets.

However, he had not read all of Jobless Reincarnation. He had only read two of its parts, so he was not too familiar with the later plot.

Still, since he had come to this world and even crossed over as Rudeus's elder brother, he might as well give him a better ending.

The Teleportation Incident, the Demon Continent, the Human God, the Dragon God—one term after another gathered in his mind, and before he knew it, Roa's brows had furrowed even more tightly.

In theory, he should go with the Dragon God to destroy the Human God's schemes and achieve a happy ending.

But if he defeated the Dragon God, could he obtain a large amount of the Power of Time and Space? And if so, could he defeat the Dragon God first, make the Dragon God his lackey and subordinate, kill the Human God, and finally achieve a happy ending?

Then came the question: Could he beat the Dragon God?

The strongest person in this world.

He silently looked at his talent: Pure Body.

Fool. Greed.

Perhaps it was worth a try?

But for now, it was certainly impossible. Going up there would only mean throwing his life away.

Just as Roa fell into deep thought, Rudeus's loud wailing came from beside him. Roa glanced at Rudeus, who had happily moved over to drink milk, and curled his lips, secretly despising this NEET.

Unlike him, he had a strong sense of personal integrity. Aside from being force-fed the first time, he had used a bottle to drink milk ever since.

Looking at the fellow before him who took everything for granted, he silently lamented, It's all because of my damned principles.

After eating and drinking his fill, the novelty of being in such close contact with breasts gradually faded. Rudeus turned his gaze toward the two-year-old child who had been standing quietly beside him and watching him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A very attractive, fair-skinned blond little boy stood nearby. His adorable, childish face, smooth golden hair reaching his waist, and doll-like delicate features made Rudeus's heart race.

With only one glance, he came up with the idea of making the little boy his child bride.

But when he saw Roa's expression, he swallowed nervously.

Those eyes were extremely cold. His golden pupils reflected Rudeus lying on the bed, while his doll-like face remained utterly expressionless. He looked at him with an icy expression that seemed to say, You piece of trash. Who are you?