I dropped Rupetta off, and now I'm about to go home and a soldier called me.
He looked familiar on his face, so he's probably a person in a position of office.
"Young lady, I need to talk to you about an example baby."
"What?
There are eight babies Rupetta picked up.
They range from babies who can turn around to babies who can get high and grasp.
Yesterday, they took full advantage of the connections of soldiers serving in the military to find a woman with breast milk. The debilitating babies were able to drink breast milk and said they were feeling a little better.
I tried scouting the women who gathered me as nannies, and they said half of them turned me down.
The reason is simple: you don't want to come to a military base.
He was also consulted by the remaining half of the women who were able to hire them, if possible, whether they could work anywhere other than in a military base.
"It's outside the castle town, and we're gathering soldiers..."
Some people are far from going because the military base where the baby is currently located is located outside the castle town. Besides, it's a place filled with a lot of military personnel. They say it's not a very close place for women.
"I see."
It will take some time to decide how to treat the baby in the future, and we need to take care of it here for a while.
Sometimes there is no mother, and without a nanny, the baby is in a straight line of starvation. You'll also need to think about your nanny's working environment. As things stand, recruiting doesn't necessarily mean getting together.
Even when we think about the military, it would be a burden to leave the baby here.
"Hmm. Then take me to a separate mansion. It'll be easier for nannies to get by than here."
Since the apartment is in Castle Town, there is no need to go out of your way to cross the castle gate for a nanny part-time job, nor is it full of military personnel. Even if you're going to stay, it's much easier than here.
The baby would be happier to be abandoned by a beautiful maid in a separate residence than to be abandoned by a sweaty male soldier. I'd love to.
"That would be very helpful. May I ask you something?
"Oh, let me explain to my father"
When I wrote a letter about the treatment of the baby, I entrusted it to the soldiers of the missionary order.
Afterwards, when I went through the festive city to the Pioneering Order, I had only a few managerial positions with company livestock guts.
I was going to make a baby with Mimon this afternoon, but unfortunately it looks like I'm off today.
It was evening while we were making arrangements for liquor to be served to the city square or reconfirming instructions prior to the departure of Nambonan.
As I walked back into the hallway to the separate mansion, I heard a baby crying from afar.
Apparently the baby has just been moved.
The servants of the apartment will have more work to do with babies, but they will no longer take care of me tomorrow, so let's have patience.
When I hear the word nanny, Haruhi Bureau, the nanny of Tokugawa Jiakuo, comes to mind the most.
When I speak of Haruhi Station, I have the image of the old lady, so in my brain, the nanny and the old lady are tied with equals. Because of this, I can't really pin on the presence of a young woman's nanny.
But if you think calmly, this time the nanny is expected to act as a breast milk tank. That means becoming a woman who recently gave birth.
Given the age of childbirth on the Elo continent, it is very likely that a young mom is coming to a separate residence as a nanny.
"Hmm."
This would require confirmation of the nanny as one of the administrators of the baby. If I was a beautiful young mom, I would also like to check the taste of breast milk in bed.
Proceed down the hallway towards the cries of the baby, and let them catch the servant who was walking and guide him.
"Welcome back, young lady"
The slightly larger empty room was nicely maintained as a room for babies.
When the servants who were waiting for me in the room saw me, I saluted them.
"Thank you for your sudden response."
I'll take a look around the room looking at the hardships of the servants.
Maids in separate mansions, women who looked like nanny part-time workers, and Eve took care of the baby.
For some reason, there are not about eight babies, which is about twice as many.
"Why are there so many more babies?
"Because some babies brought more nannies"
One of the maids who looked after the baby answered my question.
I see, it's the women who have children who get breast milk, so some of their children.
You can't just leave the baby at home, and I guess you're bringing him here because you need to breastfeed him.
"I see."
He seemed to notice that this one was a "young lady," and a few nanny part-timers got on their knees and laid their hands on the floor. I move my hands sideways to encourage them to ease their posture.
Unfortunately, there was no part-time nanny with the appearance to come on my bump. If you look only at the age, there are women with the appearance of middle school girls downstairs and college girls upstairs, which is really good.
"Which are the eight babies?
"This way. He's got a red string around his leg."
I'd know a magical baby in one shot, but a servant just has to tell it apart with his face.
In case you can't go wrong, so they marked it.
"Hmm. Speaking of which, what's your gender?
"Half. There are four boys and four girls."
As the maid says, some of the baby's feet were wrapped in red strings. Even the wheel rubber is wrapped around it, and the munchkin's leg is really like a baby.
I'll look in the face to check out the girl who's going to grow up to be a beauty, but unfortunately I didn't even see the future forecast map.
"Ta!
Then the biggest baby of the eight with red strings came over to me.
And, and, and, and, and, and, it's like taking every step of the way. You look like you've grown a lot compared to a baby who stays asleep all the time.
Because I was so close, I tried to touch and cuddle my plump, swollen cheeks with my fingers as squirrels cheeked. Because of the high temperature, it looks like a hot tub.
She has cute crisp eyes. This baby could be beautiful.
"Right."
I'll try to mess with the other seven babies in order, but I don't know if they're sleepy, in a bad mood, or tired, but they're very unresponsive.
The most energetic was the first baby to stop by. If this one does something, the baby will react properly, and I want to keep you covered.
"This kid's the cutest."
I felt my gaze from nowhere when I casually said puffy meat on my feet.
Apparently Eve was glimpsing this one with a flickering peek.
"What?
He seemed surprised that I noticed him, and Eve shook his shoulders and lay down on his face.
There is a half-naked stripped baby in front of Eve. I guess he was also trying to exchange the amulet.
"Yes, no..."
Eve shut up, so I decided to play with the baby again.
When I held him up and did the tearing, the baby rejoiced.
I hadn't even married a child in my previous life, so I never had a baby in my life.
I don't have the hobby of beating a baby to the floor, but I want to reassure you that the maid is looking at it while it's obvious next to me.
Eve still looked surprised and watched how this one went.
"So what? Eve."
"Uh, that.... Your husband likes babies..."
When Eve tells me that, it's strange because it sounds like he's being treated like a pervert.
If you compare my women's preferences in a baseball strike zone, infants and toddlers are a level wild pitch that strikes directly behind the backnet. I'm not perverted enough to get my hands on a baby.
"Is Eve the one you like? Seems like you're used to taking care of him."
With a brilliant hand, Eve wrapped a hand-tuffed cloth around the baby.
And she hugs that baby, as if to calm her upset own mind.
"... the village also took care of the neighborhood's babies"
Besides the Great Northern Expedition by the Royal Army, the villages inhabited by Eve were destroyed. Eve was abducted with her mother and started her second life as a sex slave.
It may also be natural for Eve, who was originally a village daughter, to be used to taking care of the baby.
"... I want to! Come on, you can't. Sister, you're not my mom. I won't give you boobs ~"
Looks like the baby I was holding onto grabbed Eve's chest without reading the air.
He probably wanted to suck on it when he saw Eve's well-developed chest. I know exactly how you feel.
Eve's appearance of paying cute attention to the baby was indescribable goodness.
You can smile like this...
Before heading to Nambonan, the desire to taste Eve full only once more sprang up in two ways.
Let's make him plenty cute in bed this evening.