Reborn As Noble

The soft morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating Javier's nursery-turned-bedroom. Now three years old, Javier was no longer confined to the crib. Instead, he roamed his space freely, a cheeky grin plastered on his face as he plotted his day.

Yosh! Time to start my morning routine! Javier thought, flexing his tiny fingers. Step one: locate my future wives. Step two: ensure my daily dose of breastfeed! Ehehehe.

As he looked around, his thoughts shifted. He'd recently been sneaking peeks at books from the library. Though Junichi had been reborn in this body, his ability to read remained intact. He had been quietly studying, learning about mana and the basics of magic. He already suspected that his siblings' talents in the blessing ceremony might give his family a much-needed boost.

It had been three years since I was reborn into this world as Javier De Armand. Life as a noble child was far more entertaining than my previous life, and the perks? Oh, they were heavenly.

I sat up in bed, stretching my arms. My legs dangled off the edge as I tested the strength in them. "Yosh! I can walk now!" I said to myself with a grin. That meant I could now go looking for my maids—and more importantly, their divine treasures!

I brushed a hand through my tousled hair and gave myself a mental pat on the back. I wasn't just any three-year-old, after all. I was a three-year-old with refined tastes, thanks to Liana, Meira, and Lithia.

As I wandered the estate halls in search of them, I couldn't help but overhear some maids chatting nearby.

"Did you hear? Both Marcellus and Cedric passed their blessing ceremonies," one of them said.

"Yes, Marcellus as a wizard and Cedric as a swordmaster! Lord Garius must be so proud. He's been in a good mood lately," replied another.

I rolled my eyes. Good for them, I guess. But who cares about that when there's milk to drink?

Shaking my head at their priorities, I continued my mission.

"Good morning, young master," Meira chirped. "Hungry?"

Javier tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Where's Miss Liana?"

Meira chuckled. "She's helping Lady Francesca this morning. But I'm here, so come eat, young master."

Javier pouted, crossing his arms. No Liana? No Lithia? Fine, Meira. You're still at the top of my list!

After a hearty breakfast, Javier slipped away, heading toward his stash of books hidden beneath a loose floorboard in his room. He pulled out a tome on mana manipulation, flipping through the pages with practiced ease.

"Control mana like breathing, huh?" he muttered, his tiny hands glowing faintly with an unstable blue hue. "Easy for me!"

Before he could dive further into practice, the door opened again, and this time, Lithia stepped in, her dark complexion glowing softly in the sunlight. "Young master, Lady Francesca wishes to see you in the courtyard."

Javier's face lit up. Dark Elf Mama! Bless you, Lithia!

As Lithia scooped him up in her arms, Javier couldn't resist leaning into her breast. He gazed at her neckline mischievously, his inner thoughts racing. Hmm… after this, it's definitely time for my afternoon drink. Lithia, prepare yourself. Ehehehe!

When they arrived at the courtyard, Lady Francesca stood gracefully by a fountain, her aura radiating elegance. She turned to Javier, smiling.

"My dear Javier, even at three, you're as lively as ever," Francesca said, her tone amused. "Have you been practicing anything interesting, young one?"

Javier grinned innocently. "Just reading, Mama. And... can I have milk now?"

Francesca laughed softly. "Oh, Javier. Some things never change."

Javier's eyes darted between his mother and Lithia, wondering which of his future wives would indulge him next. As the afternoon sun shone brightly, the young master plotted his next move.

Breastfeed might be a must, but mastering mana comes next. Let's conquer one goal at a time, starting with my lovely mamas!

Javier sat with a mischievous grin, carefully concealing his true thoughts behind the mask of an innocent, clueless three-year-old.

Hehehe, no one will ever know I've already cracked the basics of magic. Reading heavy books, understanding mana flow, and even practicing spells in secret? That's for me and me alone. I'll keep pretending to be the useless third son. Less pressure, more freedom. Besides, I already did my time in school back in Japan.

"Javier, what are you thinking about?" Lady Francesca asked, noticing the slight smirk on her son's face.

Javier quickly switched to his best innocent look. "Oh, nothing, Mama. Just thinking how cool my brothers are with their wizard and swordmaster classes."

Francesca smiled warmly and stroked his hair. "You're special too, Javier. I'm sure you'll have your own incredible blessing when the time comes."

Inside, though, I'm staying far away from any noble school. Do you know how much effort that is? Kindergartens, high schools, universities—been there, done that. I don't need another round of lectures and rules. I've got better things to do, like nursing from my lovely mamas.

"I don't know, Mama," Javier said, feigning a downcast expression. "I don't have talent like my brothers."

Francesca frowned. "Javier, that's not true—"

Before she could continue, the butler entered the room, bowing politely. "Lady Francesca, Lord Garius requests your presence. He wishes to discuss the formal noble party you'll be attending."

"Ah, yes. Thank you," Francesca replied before turning back to Javier. "Javier, be a good boy and stay with Miss Liana, alright? If you need food or... anything else, just ask her."

Javier nodded obediently. "Okay, Mama."

As soon as Francesca left the room, Javier spun to face Liana, his small hands reaching up in a familiar gesture.

"Miss Liana... chu chu..." he said, making little kissing sounds to signal his intent for breastfeeding.

Liana's cheeks flushed as she stumbled back a step. "Ehh!? Young master, again?!"

Javier grinned widely. Hehehe, time for my sweet elven nectar. You can't resist me, Miss Liana!

Liana sighed, knowing the young master was unusually persistent. "Alright, alright. But this is the last time today, okay?"

"Okay!" Javier said cheerfully, though his inner thoughts betrayed his promise. Heh, yeah, sure, Miss Liana. Let's see how long that rule lasts.

As Liana gently picked him up, Javier couldn't help but chuckle inside. Stay under the radar, enjoy life, and bask in the care of these beautiful women. Life in this world really isn't so bad.

Liana sighed as she sat down, cradling Javier in her arms. "You're such a demanding little one, young master," she said softly, her voice filled with a mix of amusement and exasperation. Slowly, she adjusted her dress to let him nurse, her pointed ears twitching slightly.

"Ehehe, why should this be the last time?" Javier thought to himself as he latched on eagerly. If I can, I want this to continue until we're married! My precious Liana... you're already at the top of my list!

The sweet, nectar-like taste filled his mouth, a unique sensation that sent his mind reeling every time. It's better than milk. No, it's better than anything. And most importantly...

He paused for a moment in his thoughts, his tiny hands gripping her gently. Lithia doesn't have it, even if she's a dark elf. I already tried with other elves maid too, and none of them have this special sweetness. Liana, you're one of a kind.

Liana gazed at him, her expression softening. "You seem so happy whenever I feed you... but really, young master, what am I going to do with you? You're growing up, yet you cling to me like this."

Javier closed his eyes, savoring the moment. Growing up or not, I'll never let go. You'll see, Liana. One day, I'll make you mine. This world's rules about maids and masters don't mean anything to me.

Liana chuckled softly, brushing her fingers over his soft hair. "You're such a peculiar child... but I suppose it's not so bad. You're sweet, in your own way."

Javier's inner voice practically shouted with glee. Sweet? Oh, Liana, if only you knew... I'm going to make you my sweetest treasure. This bond we have? It's just the beginning. Ehehehe.

As the peaceful moment stretched on, Javier felt completely at ease. The warmth of her embrace, the unique taste that only she could provide—it was enough to make him forget everything else.

( End of Chapter )