Getting reborn: I will make a harem this time.-Chapter 28: Milk lover, a title that i won’t be able to erase

From the next day my training began. The first few days was just the basic training to stretch my body, it included some running and basic exercises.

And after I got used to it, then real training for my physical growth began. Running was still included to build my stamina and agility, but with that to increase my raw physical strength, I began my weight training, including the weight lifting, pulling and pushing.

Starting from light weights, the load gradually increased.

As i began to train more, I found out that the mana in me was getting absorbed at fast pace, my growth was also tremendous as I didn’t look like a year old child at all.

My strength also increased so much that i could pull a weight of around 60kgs with my single hand.

Even though, I should be having much more strength because the amount of mana that I absorbed should have been enough to increase the rank of mages by a very good margin.

But I cannot complain as most of the mana was getting used in my physical growth, I was already reaching the height of 3 feet.

And that was the problem that both Ayesha and Mother noticed.

"The mana is only helping him to grow in height, very few of it is getting used for his strength." Mother said.

After her, Ayesha also added soon.

"This is happening due to the branch of the world tree. The world actually have a very peculiar characteristic, it keeps on absorbing the mana around to grow in size. Maybe it is same for its branch too, it is also growing in size and trying to be a tree as well, that’s why only is height is increasing."

"So, what do you suggest we do?"

"If we provide him with just enough mana to aid him in his growth, then that might help, otherwise with the way he is growing, he might become a tree."

"Are you implying that we give me just a little mana that will not be wasted only on his growth?" Mother said.

To which Ayesha nodded her head and said,

"Correct. If we do that then, that probably might help." She said.

Hearing her, I do not think she is sure of the idea that she proposed.

I understand what they are worried for. If I keep growing like this, then I really might become a tree when i reach my adulthood.

My muscles are growing, but they still aren’t up to the standards.

I can clearly feel the changes that have been happening in my body. And if I miss something then, Zixane is telling me about them. Atleast she has been useful somehow.

She was the one who cleared my doubt when I felt that most of mana is getting wasted, but one good thing did happen because of that.

The most basic requirement to become a Knight is to have mana veins. Since my body has been filled with a man twice, my veins have transformed already and are no longer normal, they have turned to mana veins. Though, I cannot use them as I do not possess a mana core yet.

But...

"How will we do that? Do we just use some low rank items?" Mother asked.

Hearing that, Ayesha went silent for a bit. Her face turning slightly red.

The heat isn’t so much, so why will she be like that?

But after a few seconds, she began to speak, her voice soft and a bit shaky...? Is she afraid?

"Low rank items won’t work on him because of the pure mana inside him."

Even though Mother noticed her strangeness, she didn’t question it and said, "Is that so? Is there any other way?"

She went silent again.

But why am I feeling a different emotions in me? As if I am about to experience something that will stick with me till the end.

"Do you remember when I said, that he now can absorb mana from anything that has mana? Maybe you have not noticed this till now as you possess no mana currently, but if you had..."

Her face heated up, fumes appearing above her head.

Mother’s eyes widened a bit, she knew but at the same time did not wanted to believe it.

If what I am guessing is true and looking at my past experience where I faced a similar situation, then I am probably right.

Zixane... did you know?

I quickly asked her.

But her response wasn’t nonchalant.

[I did.]

Why didn’t you tell me before?

I asked her firmly.

[Why are you accusing me? You never asked and beside what would have happened even if I told you that? You would have just gone sucking the breasts of other woman. Pervert.]

She snapped at me.

I tried to talk to her again, but no response came back.

In front, Ayesha and Mother were still silent, but then Ayesha spoke again.

"I talked with mother about this and she said, if... I-I... if I fe-feed him my-y mil-llk then..."

She was getting too afraid. Which seemed genuine, as it is not in her nature to be like this.

A royal like her, is proposing the idea of breastfeeding the child of another woman... she was expecting for mother to react coldly, but instead...

"Haha... you are getting nervous for that?"

Mother laughed at her.

"I consider you my sister, Ayesha. As much as I am his mother, you are too. So, don’t be so nervous, okay? In fact, it is better if you are willing to do that because you want to but don’t do it just because your mother asked you for it."

Hearing that, Ayesha quickly responded.

"I do..." but went to her shy mode again and hung her head down. "I-If you are fine with it."

"Of course, i am fine with it." Mother said with a smile.

She was happy for her. And so was Ayesha, until...

That smile on her face...

I saw a strange smile on her face while she was putting her head down. This doesn’t look like a simple smile.

I didn’t think too much about it first, but I was about to realize soon what that meant.

But right now, I feel like I might be criticised by the world. I might receive the title of milf... milk lover, a title that I will never be able to erase and will have to live with that.

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I am still saying this DON’T JUDGE ME.

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