The Reincarnated Young Lady Decided to Change Common Sense

Eh, did I become a Baby?

Since a moment ago, I feel like I was suffocating…

Oh, no! I couldn’t breathe! I’m dying!!

I was struggling desperately, feeling like I was drowning in the water…

Suddenly, I felt someone’s hand supporting my body and scooping me up out of the water…

I rushed to pump a lot of air into my lungs…

I had an irresistible urge to scream out loud, and I was screaming as instinct dictated! 

“Ogya!!!”

Huh? That was weird.

As I would expect, “ogya” wouldn’t be a good choice. I mean, I was not a baby.

Even I, who had abandoned my precious feminine power in some developing country, thought it was a bad call.

At the very least, “waaaa” or “woo~” or even “wooah~” would be much more tolerable….

Anyway, “ogyaa” was not acceptable.

I would like to know where I was…. 

…I was not in the desert, right? 

Drowning in the desert…

Yeah, that would be possible that he plunged head first into a pile of sand.

My vision was blurred, and I couldn’t see my surroundings clearly…

Meanwhile, I was being held by a huge person, washed, wrapped in a clean cloth, and laid on a bed.

All the while, I was completely helpless.

Because my arms and legs were so heavy, I was unable to move them at all.

I felt like a person in need of assistance.

After a while, various people (all giants!) came to me. They looked at me closely and brushed me lightly.

From the sound of their voices, it sounded like some were men and some were women.

However, since they all seemed to be friendly toward me (I could somehow guess this from my long travel experience), there seemed to be no big problem at the moment.

Well, I have been trying my best to grip my hands, but I could hardly do anything with them, so I guess I would have to ask these people to protect me for now.

A few days passed (by sense) while I was bedridden like that, and my vision started to become gradually clear today.

It was about time to accept the reality.

Yes, it would appear that I had become a baby.

You know, not that “I’m a child with an adult brain” thing.

Though I have passed the child stage and reverted to being a baby.

I wondered if I had been snorting some kind of weird drug from an Arabic country.

Anyway, it seemed to be an undeniable fact that I was now a baby.

The people around me did not seem to want to harm me at all, which was a relief, at least.

Whatever the case may be, I couldn’t escape what I had become.

For now, I had nothing to do, I was sleepy, and I would think about it again when I woke up.