Reincarnation with AI (Unemployment-Free)

Chapter 60 The Powerful Punch of Love

Recently, Rudius has become very skilled at caring for babies.

Although I'm not annoyed by these two noisy little things.

But Rudius still felt a subtle sense of nausea when he saw diapers covered in poop.

It's just that compared to when I first saw it, staring at that yellowish-green paste with its peculiar sour smell, my stomach would shrink slightly at the sight of it.

Rudyus's current disgusting behavior is nothing compared to this.

This wasn't some kind of desensitization training; Rudius was simply curious.

Rudeus doesn't need to handle these things entirely. Lilia will scrape the poop off the diapers and then hand the diapers to Rudeus for washing using laundry magic.

Noren is crying again.

The baby's cries were sharp and persistent, piercing through the entire room.

Rudius walked over and looked down at the little thing in the cradle whose face was flushed red and whose limbs were kicking wildly.

When I lifted it up, the diaper was bulging and the color had changed.

Rudius carried Norren to the special changing mat and began to untie the diaper straps.

Noren was still crying, kicking her legs incessantly, as if protesting against the thing that made her uncomfortable.

Rudius was already used to such protests, and his hand movements were not affected at all.

Lift it up and pull it out.

Rudeus removed the diaper with a hint of disgust, cleaned his sister, and changed her into a dry diaper.

Although you might find it annoying, your movements won't be affected.

Noren's crying gradually subsided and turned into sobs only after the new diaper was put on.

Rudius thought of a joke from his past life.

The story goes that a little boy ran home crying to find his mother, saying that he saw another child and thought that the child had been slashed, with a long cut on his body.

To be honest, if a child has no concept of this kind of knowledge, at first glance, the shape does look quite like a knife edge.

To a child with limited knowledge, this is very much like the slit made when cutting dough with a cleaver while making dumplings for Chinese New Year.

The indentation caused by baby fat looks a lot like the cut on dough, so it's not surprising that children would make that connection.

But actually, the chubby indentations on a baby's arms caused by baby fat can also evoke this association.

—A mythical beast ate 500 words—

With a pleasant mood, I thought about all sorts of random things.

Unconsciously, Rudius smiled as he finished changing Noren's diaper, then held him in his arms and sat him in a chair.

Reach out and adjust Noren's clothing around his neck to make him more comfortable.

Rudius looked at the little thing in his arms, then reached out to touch the soft down on Noren's forehead.

Although Rudeus really wanted to rub his sister's head, according to the AI, the child's skull hadn't closed yet, so he thought it was better not to touch it for the time being.

He traced a horizontal line on Noren's forehead with his index finger, then tapped his nose and cheeks.

Norren wrinkled his nose and turned his head slightly to one side, as if dodging his fingers or searching for something.

Rudius carefully and cautiously observed the little life in his arms.

Watching Noren's little face slowly smooth out from its wrinkles, watching his eyes gradually narrow, watching his breathing gradually become even.

Only after Norren slowly fell asleep did they carefully put him down.

Rudius wasn't thinking about anything; he was simply experiencing the feeling.

From being a curious child full of questions when he was in the thick of it all, to now being an observer from a third-person perspective, Rudius feels that he doesn't have as many questions anymore.

I just observed her, and then touched her.

Try to feel the other person's presence.

Extending a finger, I gently stroked the back of Norren's hand. The skin beneath my finger was warm, soft, and so thin it was almost transparent, revealing tiny veins.

The hand was so small that Rudius felt he could only extend one finger to touch it.

Suddenly, Aisha cried out from the side, and Rudeus busied himself again—out of the corner of his eye, Rudeus noticed that Senis seemed to be looking at him.

Go through the same process again.

After carefully placing Aisha down, Rudius followed the glimpse he had just received and turned to look at the dining table. Sure enough, Senis was staring intently at him.

After the family crisis ended, Senis, who was always cheerful and outgoing, slowly returned to her usual self.

But at this moment, Senis simply watched Rudeus quietly.

It was as if they were watching something precious, something worth remembering forever.

There was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes, making it impossible for Rudeus to understand what Senis was thinking.

Rudius tilted his head and looked back at Senis.

I don't know what Senis is thinking, but she's looking at me, isn't she?

Rudius walked toward Senis and stood before her.

"Mother?"

Senis reached out and gently stroked Rudeus's head.

"Rudy, thank you for being my child," Senis said, looking at Rudyus with a smile.

Rudeus, who was staring at Senis, froze on the spot.

His pupils dilated slightly in a moment of realization.

Rudius felt that time had slowed down.

Senis's eyes and smile were like something out of a dream.

Rudius felt as if a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone into his heart.

The light completely enveloped me, like a gentle breeze on a warm spring afternoon, bringing a sense of peace and contentment, yet also making me feel so—panicked.

"Huh?" After a brief moment of stunned silence, Rudeus uttered a questioning sound.

Rudius felt a surge of shame, which instinctively gave him the urge to flee.

But his remaining rationality told him that running away at this point was bad and wrong.

Rudius's toes were already exerting force as he reacted to the stress.

Rudius lowered his head, avoiding Senis's gaze, and then his eyes fell on Senis's embrace, as if a raging flood had finally found an outlet.

Rudeus snuggled into Senis's arms.

He didn't care whether the position was comfortable or not, or whether it would disturb Senis.

Rudius just wanted to hide his face at that moment.

Although, after crawling inside, Rudius felt that this was also a form of escapism—his behavior was just like that of an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Senis looked at Rudeus, who had snuggled into her arms, with slight surprise.

"Rudy?" Senis asked, touching Rudyus's head.

"————" Rudius didn't know how to respond.

Seeing no response, Senesh leaned down and pulled Rudeus into her arms, letting him sit comfortably on her lap. Then, Senesh rested her head on Rudeus's head and whispered, "Are you shy?"

Rudyus remained silent, holding Senis tightly as he breathed in her reassuring air.

Is it shyness?

It seems so, but it doesn't feel like it.

Rudius's thoughts were shattered by Senis's words, and he didn't understand how to handle the current situation.

I could only frantically hide myself in the safest place.

After calming down, Rudius began to think again.

What should I do?

How should you respond if a mother says to her child, "Thank you for being my child"?

Hearing a mother say, "Thank you for being my child," carries profound love and recognition.

This sentence is a pure affirmation of your existence by your mother; it is the gentlest expression of her emotions.

Regardless of how you choose to respond, that moment of sincere eye contact and emotional connection is itself the most beautiful answer.

After reading the AI's answer, Rudius immediately had an answer in his mind.

Thank you for being my mother—that's probably how I should say it, saying that first is the standard answer, right?

Rudius thought to himself.

No, that would be lying to Senis. The real Rudeus couldn't look Senis in the eye and reciprocate her love.

The real Rudeus would only flee in panic, like a vampire exposed to sunlight.

Even now, Rudius could only hold Senis tightly. He couldn't lift his head, couldn't look Senis in the eye, and couldn't open his mouth to say the standard answer that he immediately thought of: "Thank you for being my mother."

But is that all?

Am I just running away like this?

Didn't I not respond to Senis?

Rudius dared not raise his head any further.

Of course, it's okay to snuggle in your mother's arms.

This is not only acceptable, but also an extremely sincere and trusting response.

When you feel too ashamed to express your emotions, or even want to run away, your body instinctively chooses to "flee" to your mother, rather than "escape" from her.

This is precisely the most primal and genuine expression of love and trust.

The act of "nestling in one's mother's arms" is itself the most complete answer.

Please understand your "sense of shame":

This feeling of "shame" or "wanting to run away" is likely not true shame, but rather a sense of awe and helplessness when faced with "love that is too pure and profound."

Rudius's heart gradually calmed down, didn't it?

That's right, that's right.

Even if I run away, my mother will forgive me.

It doesn't matter.

I did panic and try to run away just now.

Thankfully, I hesitated for a moment, then instinctively ran into Senis's arms.

Does this mean that, among the escape options, Senis's embrace is the most important thing?

If I absolutely had to run away, and if I had to run to somewhere, it would definitely be to my mother's embrace.

Rudius convinced himself.

This is a haven that Rudius deeply experienced and that is deeply rooted in his heart.

It seems that as long as we escape to this place, no matter how fierce the storm is outside, it's not so scary.

However, communicating with AI is very time-consuming.

At first, Senis thought Rudius's reaction was quite cute.

I saw another side of this child that I don't often see.

However, as time went on, Rudeus remained motionless, huddled in her arms, which made Senis begin to worry.

Although this child is easy to take care of, he always causes worry in some strange ways.

And this child seems to dislike the smell of baby food.

"Rudy?" Senis called again, looking down to see Rudyus's face, but his head was buried too deep and she couldn't see anything.

"Hmm—" Rudeus responded with a muffled sound.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Senis asked worriedly.

No.

It was still Rudeus's muffled voice, but it sounded a bit like he was—being difficult?

Conversely, Rudius, who was conversing with the AI, was unaware of the passage of time.

He was immersed in his conversation with the AI, reading through the analyses one by one and digesting them one by one.

Rudius felt as if he had finally found the answer.

Turn back again.

That door is now closed.

It's as if you've got your train ticket, and all you can do is watch the train drive away.

Unlike his earlier urgency, Rudeus now felt a different, even more unsettling anxiety.

How did the question jump to this point?

I haven't answered that question yet.

An impulse arose within Rudius, an impulse that had not been considered.

"Mom," Rudeus whispered, burying his face in Senis's arms.

"What's wrong, Rudy?" Senis asked softly.

"I love you too, Mom."

Rudius realized what he had said only after the words had left his mouth.

Another wave of intense shame washed over him, and a torrent of blood rushed to his face, blurring Rudeus's already dark vision.

That urge to escape and hide returned, but fortunately, Rudius had already hidden himself away.

Senis paused for a moment, then laughed happily.

"I love you too, Rudy."

Senis wrapped her arms around Rudeus and lowered her head to rub her cheek against the top of Rudeus's head.

Hearing the laughter coming from Senis's chest, Rudeus gradually calmed down.

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