BABY MAFIA - [comedy]

What...is this?

A girl stood in front of a full-body mirror. She stared at her reflection with wide eyes. Her hands were trembling. Disbelief washed her soft face.

Is this...me?

No.

"This...isn't my real body!" The girl cried, and her soft, coy voice echoed in the medieval-styled room.

Strangely, the room was decorated with many baby toys, and the interior was so childish that an adult would be embarrassed to enter.

That's right. It was a room for a baby.

"This can't be. Is this..." The girl bit her lips. Tears started to fill her eyes as snots dripped down her nose.

Is this the famous transmigration....isekai-ed?

The girl had a chill down her spine at the thought. She wanted to slap her cheek, yet she couldn't bear to harm the plump cheek of the girl's face in front of the mirror.

No, it's not a girl. It's not even a little girl.

It's a toddler.

"I am...isekai-ed?" The girl– the toddler, gasped. The tears accumulated at the edge of her eyes increased. Her body shook hard, and her eyes reddened.

If someone were here, they would see the image of a toddler who was about to cry.

"F– " the girl was about to say a word.

F*ck? Frick? Fuh– fck you mothercker?

"F– " the girl took a deep breath as she prepared her heaven-shattering shout.

"FANTASTIC!!"

....

If anyone were here, they would shout at the sight of a toddler screaming with her face flushing red. The toddler jumped lightly as a blossoming smile filled her face.

"Yes, yes, I did it! I'm isekai-ed! I'm transmigrated! Ah, ah! That shabby, suspicious magic scroll I buy for $200 is working!" The girl suddenly collapsed to the floor and rolled back and forth, not caring about her dignity.

What's dignity? Can it be eaten? Bah!

"Ah, ah. Finally. Finally!" The girl giggled as if she was possessed.

She tried to calm her beating heart, yet it was hard. She was panting hard while hugging her body, treating it as if it was the most important thing in the world.

"Uh, my body. My new body! Ahhh, you are so cute!"

The girl drooled over her own appearance as she approached the mirror. She put her small hand on the mirror and slowly stroked her silky hair.

"Light purple bob hair? Owaaa it's sparkling. Wow, wow, so soft!"

The girl admired her hair yet stopped touching her hair that only reached the back of her neck. She then dragged her small hands to touch the edge of her eyes instead.

A pair of large blue eyes resembling the colour of the sea, deep yet pure without sin was staring at the mirror.

"Are these really my eyes? Surely it's not a jewel...."

The girl was impressed as she moved her chubby fingers to touch her nose.

"Small nose...but why does it look so haughty? Ugh, this can't be a villainess, right?"

The girl grumbled and started to move to touch her face and cheeks.

Snow white skin, plump and soft just like a mochi. She tried to pinch her cheek, and it bounced lightly.

Owaaa so puffy! Fluffy! This is really my body?

The girl still couldn't believe her eyes. She kept trying to touch her face, and this time– her short fingers touched her lips.

Small pink lips like a scattered sakura petal. Plump and fresh, reminding people of the warm spring.

Beautiful. Cute. Charming.

These three words couldn't fully describe the girl shorter than an adult's knees.

Anyone would be thrilled having such a beautiful and charming face–

If only it's not a baby.

Yet the girl didn't care.

"Hum...hum...this...is..." The girl mumbled for the second time. Her voice and pronunciation were clear, unfitting to the body's characteristic.

I have become a baby.

The girl gulped.

But, so what?

Even if this body is a baby, it doesn't matter. I have succeeded!

Now, I'll be treated like those cute protagonists in manhwas. I'll have a doting hot daddy, a few overprotective handsome brothers and the male lead will fawn over me.

Yes. This is it. I finally escaped those dull days studying online in college.

The girl curled her lips. She was so excited that she almost kissed her reflection on the mirror.

"You, this body's original soul. Don't worry! I'll take care of your body and be happy for your sake. You can rest in peace. I'll revenge those who harm you and lead you to a new world!"

The girl swore dramatically in front of the mirror. She clenched her fists, and her blue eyes shone.

Those days studying manhwas and its strategies are finally not in vain. I'll stand on top of the world and be the loved protagonist!

The girl opened her small mouth and lifted her head. Bell-like laughter rang throughout the room.

"MWAHAHAHA! All of you, just wait! This me, the great me, will be at the top of this world. I'll conquer everyone and be the best!"

The girl was laughing like she's crazy. She covered her left eye and winced in pain–

Artificial pain.

"Ahhh, the power sealed in my left eye. Don't worry. Soon, your existence will be revealed to the world. It's time. Yes, the time has come for a protagonist of the world."

The toddler had a dark smile on her face as she slowly uncovered her blue eyes while enduring her illness.

Yes, she's terminally ill. It's a curse that can't be lifted.

The curse of a chuunibyou*.

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*Chūnibyō is a colloquial term typically used to describe early teens who have delusions of grandeur, who so desperately want to stand out that they have convinced themselves they have hidden knowledge or secret powers.

But the girl didn't realise her illness as a last stage of a chuunibyou.

Instead, she took a deep breath and slowly plopped down in front of the mirror.

She couldn't be rash in this new world. She had to be careful to be the protagonist.

Now, let's see the first rule of transmigration.

The girl closed her eyes.

I have to retrieve the memory of the original body.

The girl was already experienced dealing with bizarre things like what she experienced now. She quickly used her knowledge of manhwas to anticipate her next action.

Yes, come. Give me the memories of this body. I'll have to know what novel or manhwa I entered. Or maybe it's a brand new world– ah, no. Protagonists usually enter a novel or a manhwa they have read.

Which one is it then? What genre? I read both male and female lead books. Surely this should be the doting dad troupe judging from this body's baby appearance, right?

The girl excitedly waited for the throbbing pain to assault her head. She then would endure it while organising this body's memory. After that, she would know which novel or manhwa she transmigrated into.

Once she knew, the knowledge of the book would naturally be her biggest strength. Her effort to jot down all the novel and manhwa plots she knew would come in handy.

"Hm, good. This is good. Well-planned." The girl was proud of herself. Her smile reached her ears as she waited for the memories to come.

1 minute.

Her eyes felt heavy.

2 minutes.

She wanted to snooze off, but she endured.

5 minutes.

Her head was fine. There's no assaulting pain whatsoever. But the sleepiness was such a great force grabbing her mind.

10 minutes.

She already sprawled on the white marble floor, drooling.

"Oh, my, the young miss is sleeping." The voice of a woman suddenly sounded as someone in a maid uniform approached the baby on the floor. She quickly lifted the toddler and placed her on a cradle.

There was a pained smile on her face.

"Young miss...what to do..." The maid sobbed, yet she lowered her voice in fear of the baby waking up. She held her breath and slowly left the room with one last whisper.

"Young miss, we will protect you. Even if the boss abandoned us. Please...be happy."

Clack.

The wooden door was closed.

Silence filled the room. The only sound existing was the sound of the baby's weak breath.

Fuh...fuh...

I'm screwed.

The girl broke in a cold sweat as she slowly opened her eyes. She immediately turned around and looked over at the door direction.

Fck. Fck. Fck. What's going on? What went wrong? Why didn't I receive any memories?

The girl sat down on the cradle and hit her own bed with her short legs.

What is this?! I don't even know this body's name! Is it the same as my name, Ainsworth? Or is it something different? Where is this? What novel did I enter? Or is it a manhwa?

Why– why don't I get any memories from this body?!

"Ah!!" The little baby with purple bob-cut hair kicked the air. She crumpled her tiny pink uniform and even had the urge to pee on her diaper.

Is it a bug? Is this a mistake? Why don't I even know anything about this world? Where's the promised memory and knowledge of the world? Where's the superior cheat called the memory of the world inside a novel?

Ainsworth had the urge to roll down the cradle and chased after the maid.

What to do?!

She was shaken. The only trump card she held, the memories of this body, wasn't here. She was left alone without prior knowledge of the world she would live from now on.

Go to hell with trying to go back to her world. It's not worthy. But...but...

"Without the host body's memories...how can I know which novel I enter? How can I reign over this world as the protagonist? What if I'm the villainess or even worse– "

The mob character?

Ainsworth felt like dying.

No. No. My effort to be isekai-ed can't end like this. I can't give up just because I don't know anything.

Ainsworth clenched her fists. Her face showed the determination of someone who wasn't a toddler at all. It was a strange sight of an adult's eyes over a toddler's body.

"Yes, calm down. I can do this. If I don't know anything, I have to know something. Time to find out." Ainsworth climbed the cradle and slowly slid down. Once her butt touched the ground, she sighed in relief.

I am adapting fast to this toddler's body. It's not that difficult. Is it because this body can walk? The difference is just the change in view and strength.

Ainsworth tugged her lips. She trotted to the door with her small legs. The distance to the door was just three steps using an adult's legs.

It's tripled for a toddler.

"Haa...ha...fah. Why is it so far?!" Ainsworth almost bit her tongue as she clung to the bottom of the door. The baby plopped down again and sighed.

I need to recover my strength. But this is a toddler. It's impossible. In the first place, I should have a local maid that I can rely on and order around.

Remembering the basics of most transmigrated protagonists, Ainsworth vowed to get a loyal maid that would be her hand and feet. After that, gaining basic information would be easy.

"But..." Ainsworth paused as she peeked over the small hole between the door gap.

She was annoyed by one thing.

Apparently, the door wasn't closed entirely.

If someone was malicious, they could easily infiltrate the room and assassinate her.

"Tch. Why is the security so lacking? This house is clearly the house of a wealthy family." Ainsworth judged this from the interior of the room.

The ceiling was painted in gold while the wall was pink.

Every single item inside the room belonged to a toddler, and it looked expensive. Even though there were a few gun toys instead of dolls, it's still not a strange thing.

"Ha. A toy gun instead of dolls? What kind of family is this? Assassins?" Ainsworth harrumphed as she pulled the door with all of her might. Still, she could only open the door to make a gap enough for her body.

Let's venture out.

The moment Ainsworth came out of the room, the sight she saw was a long black and white corridor decorated with modern furniture. The red carpet stretched from one side to the other side looked like one used in Grammy Awards.

"Hmm, a rich family." Ainsworth deducted. The interior of the corridor might be simple, but the gold paint coating the furniture looked lavish.

The few chandeliers hanging on the white ceiling were extravagant. The shining marble black wall only imposed a sense of 'dominance' to the overall image.

Is this a mafia or a yakuza hideout?

It did seem that way.

Thinking like this, Ainsworth finally knew that this world she visited wasn't a medieval era. Then, this world shouldn't be one with magic and fantasy.

"Ah....I'm disappointed." Ainsworth trotted slowly, crossing the long corridor as she grumbled. She thought that she would encounter the hot daddy troupe in a fantasy or a medieval era.

It turned out that this world was a modern world, just like her previous world.

The disappointment bore deep in the toddler's heart. Ainsworth had a low motivation because of this realisation, yet she didn't give up on exploring the house.

She trotted and walked for quite a long time because of her small legs.

"Why is there no one here?" Ainsworth was slightly annoyed after noticing that she didn't find anyone around, yet she still marched forward.

After 15 minutes not encountering anyone, she finally went out of the corridor area and arrived at another corridor dyed in red.

The wall was painted in red and gold while the floor was black with some silver glitter. The similarly black ceiling only made the new corridor seem like a vampire castle.

"Will there be no one– " Ainsworth had just said so when she spotted a few people.

The toddler flinched. She hurriedly hid behind the pillar to observe a few men in black who were guarding a particular door.

A few men? They look like gangsters from the tattoo on their exposed neck.

Ainsworth peeked at the few tall, bulky men wearing a neat suit. All of them wore black eyeglasses, and they pocketed a handgun.

'This is bad. Are they dangerous? They bring guns!'

Ainsworth couldn't move away from her place. She wanted to walk out, but that would be foolish. She didn't know the identity of this body and couldn't act rashly.

What if she's actually a hostage? But that maid before called her 'young miss'.

I should be a somewhat important person here, right?

Ainsworth thought as she kept watching the four men guarding the golden door. From this scene alone, she knew that whoever was inside the door would be someone essential.

'Should I go there? I need to know some information....but I'm sure these people will just chase me out.'

Ainsworth bit her lips. She was thinking of entering the golden door when suddenly, her ears perked up. It twitched and somehow felt hot.

Ainsworth held her breath. She hurriedly touched her ears, thinking that it was strange.

What's going on?

The girl hadn't discovered the reason for her hot ears when she vaguely heard people shouting and arguing from a distance away.

"The boss is gone! He abandoned us!" The voice of a rough man sounded. He yelled on top of his lungs, sounding agitated.

"No, that can't be. Maybe he is kidnapped!" Another man refuted. He sounded confident, yet his voice was shaking.

"All of you, the most important thing to do now is to fill the vacant seat of the leader. We have dispatched our men to find the boss, so calm your tits." A different man spoke in a rather mild tone.

This person was the calmest one out of the others.

"That's right. We have to fill the vacant seat. If not, other families will attack our Sloan Family, and we will be done for." This time, the person speaking was a woman.

From her voice alone, she sounded wise.

Ainsworth was baffled once she heard these voices. She was sure that there was no one near her, yet how could she hear these people' conversation?

Are they the one behind the golden door? If so, how could she hear them when they were so far away?

Ainsworth was suspicious. She suddenly assumed that this body had a unique ability, but before thinking about that, there were a few clues she focused on.

The Sloan family. Other families will attack. Vacant seat. The boss. Kidnapped.

These...these words sound like a dangerous power struggle in a wealthy family. But why would other families attack this family? It's not like people can easily wage war, right?

The doubt deepened when Ainsworth heard the next conversation.

"I agree. But who will temporarily take the seat? The seven elders? The three guardians? The five buds?" The first person who shouted before had calmed down and asked rationally.

What...are those nicknames?

7 elders, 3 guardians and 5 buds? Sounds like an organisation name bestowed to a few elites.

Ainsworth gulped. She kept her ears perked up despite not understanding those nicknames.

'Anyway, Sloan Family, huh. So this body's family name is Sloan. But then...what kind of family is it?'

Actually, Ainsworth had a hunch about the identity of the family, but she was too scared to admit it.

Yes, there's no way it is true.

She denied it until she heard the calm man's voice inside the room.

"It can't be those three. They are not eligible to be the new boss. Shouldn't the new boss be the heiress, our young miss Ainsley?"

! Ainsley!

Ainsworth finally knew this body's name, which wasn't that different from her name. Thus, she hurriedly adopted the name to be her name from now on.

Ainsley, Ainsley Sloan. She's the heiress of this family.

Ainsworth, which was now Ainsley, smiled at the information she just got.

Hm, this body is around 3 years old, and she's already an heiress? Isn't this a good start?

Ainsley, who was leaning to the wall was giggling at the good news when the voice inside the room crushed her hope.

"Are you insane? When the family is on the brink of extinction, you want to place a 3-years-old toddler to be the family head?" The voice of the woman rang in the room.

Her voice sounded so cold and sarcastic that even Ainsley couldn't help but flinch.

What? The family is on the brink of extinction...? Is this a minority race or something? Why would a family fall just like that? Or maybe there will be a rebellion?! But I doubt this family is an aristocrat!

Ainsley bit her lower lips. Her rosy face slowly turned pale at the mention of her family.

Isn't this bad? I just transmigrated, and the family is going bankrupt or something? Heck! And they also said that the boss is gone.

Is the boss...my dad? Since I'm the heiress...does this mean my father is gone? And they said he might be kidnapped?

Ainsley felt like the world was crumbling fast. She couldn't hear the rest of the conversation since her heartbeat was so loud that she couldn't hear anything.

Ha...isn't this the worst?

Just when Ainsley thought so, the people in the room debated again.

"Can't we get the mother to act as the young miss' guardian? Then, we can appoint her to be the family head without worrying about her age."

"Did you forget that her mother is just a surrogate mother? She's long gone! Young miss is alone now."

"Damn. So we have to appoint one of those elites to be the family head? But isn't that going against our tradition?"

"Can't we just appoint the elites as the young miss' guardian and raise her as the family head?"

"Oh, good. The authority will still belong to the heiress, but until she becomes an adult, the guardian will be doing the role of the family head."

"Yes, that seems plausible. If we don't appoint the head soon, the other mafia families will target us. This is the best solution."

"Good. Then, tomorrow, bring the 7 elders and the five buds. The three guardians can wait until the young miss can trigger their bloodline."

The voices inside the room gradually died down, and the sound of people' footsteps echoed. The people inside the room slowly approached the golden door.

Ainsley didn't have time to think too much about the last few conversations. She hurriedly ran back to the corridor where her room was located. Once she arrived, only then she managed to sigh in relief.

"Ah. This is a mess." Ainsley plopped down on the floor and sprawled. The girl looked up at the ceiling, which seemed so tall for her tiny body.

Let's organise the information. I heard too much.

First, strangely, I can hear people's voices inside a room even though it shouldn't be possible. Let's just assume that this is my innate ability.

Second, this family, the Sloan Family...is a mafia family. That man, in the end, said that they're a mafia family and it's in crisis.

Third. My father, the former boss, is missing. My mother is just a surrogate mother.

Fourth. Tomorrow, I'll be crowned as the heiress while getting someone to act as my guardian. This person will be the one leading the family instead of me.

In other words, I'm just an empty puppet until I'm an adult.

Ainsley closed her eyes and sighed. She had read a lot of novels and manhwas with the protagonist having a hard time when they just transmigrated in, but none was the same as her current situation.

It sounded ridiculous, especially when her body was only 3 years old.

Unlike other protagonists who got a teenager or an adult body, she got a toddler's body. In other cases, the protagonist entered a baby's body, but they were rarely in this situation.

There were only a few cases where the protagonist's father tried to kill them when they were a baby, but then it failed thanks to their cuteness.

'But for me...I am not in immediate danger. Still, it means that I'll live as a puppet if my guardian isn't a good person. There will be a lot of people coveting the place of my guardian.'

That will make them lead the family. Even though this family is in crisis, they still seem wealthy. The new guardian and the leader might be a corrupt one.

That will be bad.

The future looks bleak.

Ainsley just thought of the worst case possible. She had to do that if she didn't want to be in danger later. Being naive and too trusting would be a problem, especially when this family was a mafia family.

"Aish. Why is my fate so harsh? Is this a trial to be a protagonist?" Ainsley murmured sarcastically as she covered her left eye.

Her chuunibyou disease flared up again, but it didn't mean she couldn't think normally. In fact, she was one of the best students in her college.

Her IQ shouldn't be questioned. She's quite capable of solving her problem.

"Hm...anyway. I'll have to pick a good guardian tomorrow. That's the only thing I can do to ensure my safety in the long run." Ainsley rolled around and placed her face on the floor.

She will pick a guardian, but it doesn't mean she will let this person rule over the family without her knowing. At least, she should be a shadow leader while her guardian acts out her wish.

Ainsley tugged her lips, forming an evil smile.

Geheheh. It's time to show my effort all this time. If I can know more about this world and learn from my surroundings, I'm sure that I can lead my family out of this crisis.

Ainsley clenched her fist tightly. She cast aside her wish to be surrounded by a hot dad, kind brothers, and a destined male lead.

It's already a lucky thing that she doesn't have any brothers. Else, there might be a bloodbath to get the leader's seat.

"Hm, hm. I also have a strange ability with my sensitive ears. I have to use this well to eavesdrop more!"

Ainsley took a deep breath and stood up. She hurriedly climbed her cradle and laid down. Eh, why did she lay down? Of course, it's to sleep!

She could just eavesdrop tomorrow when those people pick her up to get a guardian for her. At that time, there would be tons of information flooding in!

"But first, I'll have to act like a toddler. I think I'll have to change the way I speak." Ainsley had an evil smile on her face as she thought of various baby's language she could use.

Yes, she would pretend to be a typical toddler so that others wouldn't suspect her.

"One thing I think is good. I have actual power. Isn't this a fate? U think I'm really a protagonist!" Ainsley soothed her heart by remembering this fact.

Yes, I'll use this power properly and be the best protagonist!

That day, Ainsley slept well without having nannies or other people around her. She would occasionally cry, yet there was no one coming to get her.

From that incident, she vaguely felt that the position of an heiress wasn't that magnificent.

'Is it because I'm a girl? They might have prejudice. But to think no one comes here to change my diaper or something. Where's the maid I last saw?'

Ainsley rolled around on her bed while one maid changed her diaper when it's already 8 in the morning. The maid had a poker face and didn't look nice.

Not only that but...Ainsley didn't get her breakfast in time.

'This is a mess. Scum. Absolute worst.'

Ainsley endured hard not to frown or anything. Once more, the girl used the same uniform as the one she used yesterday. It's as if she didn't have any other uniform despite her family being wealthy.

Is this the common troupe 'girl haters' world? Ah, ah. No gender equality? Won't that be hard?

Ainsley grumbled as the poker-faced maid fed her a bowl of porridge. The porridge was cold, and it didn't taste that yummy.

Ainsley, who was in high motivation yesterday, gradually felt exhausted. Not only her body demanded her to sleep a lot, but the treatment of the people around her was also a factor.

There weren't a lot of people coming to see her and even if there was, they weren't friendly. The only kind one was that maid last time, yet she didn't come here until now.

"Done. Let's go."

While Ainsley was in deep thoughts, the poker-faced woman lifted her up and carried the toddler in her arms. She then walked out of the room and headed to the golden door which Ainsley visited last time.

'Is this time? I'll get to pick my guardian, right?'

Ainsley's heart beat faster as the maid brought her to the golden door. The toddler tried hard to look as innocent as possible, but once the door was open, she couldn't keep her calm.

The first thing she saw was a large wooden table. The table was a round one, and it could fit 20 or more people. At this moment, dozens of adults in a black suit were sitting around the table.

All of them had a solemn face as the maid brought Ainsley inside.

"The heiress is here." The maid slowly brought Ainsley to the centre of the table and just placed her down in the middle. She was left there just like an antique ready to be studied by these people.

'Fck. Why am I here? Can't they give me a baby chair instead of placing me on the table?!'

Ainsley broke in a cold sweat. She could feel the eyes of each adult here. Since her body was small, these adults' towering body put pressure on her.

If she were a normal baby, she would have cried. But who is she?

I'm the protagonist of this world! I won't back down!

Ainsley raised her head and slowly flashed the brightest smile she had.

First step. Show off my charm.

"Hwancle, hwauntie, mowningggg." Ainsley waved her front paw as she greeted the uncle and aunties in the room with the most innocent smile ever.

Her smile was so bright and pure that people seemed to see an angel's wings behind her back and a pure white halo above her head. Sunlight shone behind her, and the gloomy room brightened.

Ah....

The stern uncles and aunties, the people, holding a high position in the family, were stunned silly.

Who is this baby? How come she looked so different?

They had seen this baby before and knew that she was a coward.

The baby was neglected because others said that she didn't have any talent to lead the family. She was also gloomy in nature and couldn't even look at the adults' eyes.

Yet what is this? Not only she wasn't pressured when sitting at the centre of these people, but she could also even smile and greet others!

Her lovely voice overwhelmed her pronunciations, making her way of speaking seem cute rather than crude. Her cheeks were rosy as she beamed a smile that looked like something belonging to heaven.

In other words, the toddler is godly cute.

Cough.

"Good morning, young miss." One of the elders inside the room coughed to ease the atmosphere. He realised that the people around him had been captivated by just one simple smile.

The baby is dangerous.

These people in the room were so charmed that they didn't look at the elder and just stared at the baby with eyes full of longing. Their gaze was gentle as if they wanted to protect the baby.

"Hmmm?" Ainsley looked toward the elder who greeted her. Since her eyesight wasn't that good yet, she couldn't see the elder's face.

Naturally, she would ignore the elder.

"Hwancle, hwantie, Ain wove hyou!" Ainsley formed a heart using her fingers and grinned innocently. She didn't forget to sweep the people around her with her lovely blue eyes.

The impact was enormous.

"Uwah! Young miss, you are an angel!"

"Oh, my, who suggested that we isolate the young miss? This cute creature has to be protected!"

"Come, come, Ain, this uncle will dote on you!"

"No, come to this Auntie. Auntie will give you a lot of food!"

The people dressed in neat suits lost control. Their eyes were filled with love and affection for Ainsley that they had thrown away the family's agenda to make the girl become their puppet.

At first, they wanted to be the guardian of the girl for the sake of power and position. Yet now, they genuinely coveted the lovely girl.

It doesn't matter if the girl is talentless. She's cute! She can just marry an influential figure in the future, and her fate will be the best.

"Young miss, do you want chocolate?"

"Hey, don't bribe her! How about dresses? Your clothes aren't good now."

"Che. Old foxes."

The burly, tough-looking people in the room didn't stop trying to fawn over Ainsley. Their enthusiasm threw the mood of the meeting to the faraway ocean.

The elder, who spoke to greet Ainsley, was ignored by both the baby and the people. His voice was drowned in the chaos.

Even though the elder was one of the seven great elders, none paid attention to him. Even the other great elders started to peek at Ainsley and secretly expressed a gentle look.

...insane.

The only sane elder was baffled. He glared at Ainsley as his white beard swayed. His black eyes expressed confusion and wariness.

This isn't normal. No matter how cute someone is, these people who had even killed children and babies won't suddenly act like this.

If they are easily swayed by cuteness, they won't kill those cute children and babies in the war between territories. Then why? Why are they suddenly acting like this?

The elder knew that Ainsley absolutely bewitched these people. It wasn't because these people wanted to be her guardian to gain an advantage.

They were purely fascinated by the baby.

And that's abnormal.

Even Ainsley realised it. She squinted her eyes as the uncles and aunties surrounded the table.

'Isn't this too effective? I thought they would only lower their guard against me and soften their heart. But what is this? It's as if they're under charm magic...'

Ainsley paused. Her eyes widened at the thought.

Charm magic?

The baby hurriedly looked down at her two tiny hands and vaguely saw a pink aura enveloping her hands. Even her legs and body were covered in this pink aura.

An ability?

As a chuunibyou who believed herself as someone higher than others thanks to a sealed ability, Ainsley instantly accepted the fact that she had another ability.

Just by looking at the pink aura that none could see, she was convinced.

I have the power to charm others!

Ainsley's blue eyes deepened. If one actually had a sane mind, they would shudder at the sight of the baby having such a penetrating gaze.

The baby, who looked like an innocent angel before, looked like a fallen angel now.

Unfortunately, no one saw this. Even the elder who wasn't enchanted didn't see it as he was deep in thoughts!

Ainsley slowly curled her lips. Her eyes swept the gaze of those people falling under her charm ability.

This world isn't the world of magic, but it seems that special abilities are common. Then, how strong is this body when she can enchant 20 people or more when she's just 3?

Ainsley felt her chest grow hot. Expectation and pride swelled in her heart.

Yes, she believed that she had become the true protagonist.