Chapter 2 The second shot at life

I don`t want to open my eyes. I am scared. 'Please let it not be tomorrow yet. Please still be night.' I pray to myself. I slowly open my eyes, but to my horror, I see light. 'Fuck!!!!' I scream. Or at least I think I did. And I feel like I did. But what came out is baby noises. "Gigigaga~" I freeze as my mind processes everything around me. The ceiling, the small body, the diapers, and the lack of teeth. My mind, with all its processing power, put together 2+2 and came up with a possible scenario. A theory that becomes a fact when I feel my fragile vessel, which is my body. Then I remember my prayer... 'Oh shit.' My eyes adjust to the light, I can finally see now. My vision is clear, clearer than it ever a; it feels like a new pair of eyes. We have a new pair of eyes. I look around and observe the room I am in with vivid detail. I'm lying inside a crib, nd prison-like surroundings me, preventing me from falling. A crib mobile hangs above me, it consists of small toys and stars. It sways slightly and draws my attention. I shake my head and divert my attention elsewhere. The room is dark blue, like outer space. Stars, planets, and even blackholes are painted on the walls in a cartoonish style, giving the room an otherworldly feeling. The lights are turned off as the sunlight which peeks inside from the window is enough to light up the whole room. The room is big, but not to the extent that it becomes unnecessary. The only thing I can gather from all these is that my possible new family is comfortable. 'A new family?' That sounded rather odd, even when it is only in my thoughts. Do I even know whether what is happening is real or not? For all I know, this could be a lucid dream. Also, I notice that I am eerily calm. Calmly. Is it because I still haven`t accepted that what is happening is real? Or am I insane? 'What is happening to me?' [Two days later] 'I reincarnated....' I had come to accept this after a while. It was an unbelievable situation, and I had a short existential crisis, but I quickly came to terms with it. 'Like I always do.' I mean, what can I do? Refuse to accept the reality that I was a baby again? Lying here helplessly and hoping to wake up again in my real body? Those are not my me. One thing I was always good at was accepting whatever life threw my way. I do not have the will or the talent not thrive. But I always survive. It has been two days since I woke up in this baby`s body, and from what I have gathered so far, I am still in the modern era. That was quite obvious when I first saw the roof, but I confirmed it. I am still in the modern times. 'Which is a win in my opinion.' The question is whether I am still in my world or a completely different world. I still have no answer to that question. That would require mobility. What I have gathered so far is that I am currently in Japan, or at least my mother is Japanese. I have seen my mother, and I instantly recognized when she spoke to me that she was speaking Japanese. A weeb can never mistake the language of God (Japanese). I have not seen my father, er, and I concluded that either my father er dipped or he had gone to get milk. I came to such a conclusion not only because I had not seen him, but also because my mother would cry as she held me. "Gomen ne." She would say to me when she put me to sleep. Pretty fucking sad if you ask me especially since my mother is rather charming. She would talk to me, alone in that room. I listened even though I did not have a clue what she was saying. The only thing I know is that the woman is in trouble and she is suffering. Life knocked her down. Hard. Like it always does. I don`t exactly know what problem looms over her. Maybe it has something to do with my father, or maybe it is a financial issue? I can only guess. Another thing I realized is that I am not a newborn. I am exactly 2 months and 15 days old. How do I know? Here is the interesting part.... I have a System. Because you use, of course, I do. I am the generic weeb guy who died and got reincarnated in Japan. It would've been weird didn't have the System. 'Status.' I thought in m,y mind, and a blue translucent appeared appeart of me. [Status :- Name : Yuito Fujita HP : 10 Race : Human Title: The cute baby ------------------------ Stats- Charm : 18 (Ask and you will be given) Vitality : 1 (You won`t survive Covid) Endurance: 0.1 (Breathe air) Strength : 0.1 (A feather is heavy) Agility : 0 (The speed of a tree) Intelligence: 5 (Uranus) ----------------------- Skills - [None] Close] I still don`t know what type of system I have, but I am not worried. Through years and years of reading, I know some systems activate only when the MC reaches a certain age or achieves certain conditions. I carefully look at my status. Everything is self-explanatory, and I understand exactly what was what. My system also seems to have a certain amount of intelligence. 'Breathe air`, `You won`t survive Covid`. These comments make me suspect that maybe the system is sentient, like almost all the other systems I read about. Or are these comments written by the being who gave it to me? Are the comments programmed beforehand? Another question that popped up was what the comment in my intelligence meant? 'Uranus?' I tried to think of what it means, but I couldn`t. 'Hahaha Ur-anus.' I laugh out. *baby giggle noises* 'Oh, I get it now.' I think to myself as the realization dawns on me. I am at the level of intelligence when I still find 'Uranus' funny. *ting!!* [+1 Intelligence.] '...' Somehow, I feel like it's mocking me. But this discovery. I confirm that my stats can improve and will be improved. I look at my system with newfound curiosity. The first thing that caught my attention when I looked at my system status was the race. This means that the world I am in might be supernatural. That is a huge assumption and a jump in logic, but it is more than possible. I reincarnated after all; everything is possible. I can already think of many worlds with supernatural and modern settings. But the fact that I have no makes me a little hopeful that I am indeed in a normal world. Yes, I was hopeful that this was a normal world. Sure, a supernatural or even a magical world will be interesting from a reader's point of viewwbut when you are living in it, you will hope that you are in a normal world. Because shit is real. This is real. And I will be damned if I let go of this chance. The world doesn`t have to be supernatural or be magical for me to have fun. This is my second life, and I still have all my memories as an advantage. I can invest in companies or something, and with my memories, I have a head start compared to everyone. There are many regrets and mistakes I made in my past life, and now I have the chance to do it all over again. Only this time, I will do well. Maybe I can buy a Bugatti. My past life hadn't been kind to me. But in this life, I can make it all right. Yes. This time. I will make it right.