The next day.
6:00 AM.
Wendy wakes up to the cries of Yuno and Asta.
Wendy is sleeping on the floor with only a thin sheet as a bed.
Getting up from the floor, Wendy walks towards the door, following the sound of the crying.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"It's good that you're awake, Wendy, could you take care of these little ones while I go get some cow's milk from the villagers?"
"Okay, Father, no problem, I'm big now and I can take care of Yuno and Asta all by myself," Wendy says with her hands on her hips and pride in her voice.
"That's my little Wendy, I can always count on you. Well, I'm off and I'll be right back," Father Orsi says, sitting on his flying broom.
"See you soon, Father, and be careful on the way," Wendy, with Asta and Yuno in each of her arms, enters the church.
Using magic, Wendy wraps the babies and places them in their baskets on top of the table.
'Well, these are Yuno and Asta, the only hope for the future,' Wendy thinks.
'Although for now they're just babies about two months old.'
Wendy looks at her reflection in the window and sighs.
'For some reason, when I feel a little proud, the muscles in my face take on an intense seriousness and a dominant look, like when Irene takes control of Wendy's body.'
'That reminds me of Shinra Kusakabe, who when he gets nervous, his muscles move on their own and he gets a nervous and sinister smile.'
'Well, that's not a problem for me, I don't feel very proud often.'
Crying, crying, crying.
Suddenly, Yuno started crying again, and Asta followed suit with his crying.
'Ah, what a nuisance, they're crying again, it'll be a hassle to get them to sleep,' Wendy thought indifferently.
Sniff, sniff, sniff.
Wendy covers her nose because of the intense smell.
"Ah, Yuno just pooped."
'And with my magnificent dragon sense of smell, the odor is amplified.' I put Asta in his basket and put Yuno in a chair to change his diaper.
For some reason, there are rudimentary diapers in this medieval age.
With my nose plugged, I begin to change Yuno's diaper.
I get water from a bucket outside the church and carefully clean his bottom with a towel.
'It's a relief that in my previous life I had two nephews, both under 3 years old; I'm already used to this.'
With great skill, I put on one of the few diapers I had left from when he was a baby.
For some reason, the diapers can be washed and reused after infusing them with a little magic, and they become like new.
Although they do wear out after 100 uses.
After dressing baby Yuno, I place him in the basket he came in.
Sniff, sniff, sniff.
"You too, Asta," Wendy sighs.
Without saying anything else, Wendy had no choice but to change Asta's diaper.
Using mana manipulation, I lift the two baskets and head outside the church.
With wind magic, I wrap the diaper in a sphere of water.
After removing the waste, I change the water, add soap, and move it back and forth like a washing machine.
Then I simply hang it on one of the clotheslines in the yard.
Crying, crying, crying.
"And now why are they both crying?" I say, looking back.
"Ah, it seems I didn't notice," I say as Yuno and Asta shiver slightly from the cold.
"They're cold, sorry, I didn't realize," I said as I ran with Asta and Yuno back to the church.
'My physique is slowly transforming into that of a dragon. I barely feel the slight morning chill.'
Upon entering the church, I placed Yuno and Asta in front of the fireplace.
After about 2 minutes, the babies warmed up but continued to cry.
"They're probably hungry." "When will Father Orsi return?"
4 months later.
"Asta, don't run, come here!"
Wendy ran after Asta, who was crawling under the pews throughout the church.
Goo, goo, goo, goo.
Asta, quite cheerful, ran without a care in the world.
"Father Orsi, help!!" Wendy shouted as she slid behind Asta.
"I can't help you right now, Wendy, I'm looking after Yuno," Father Orsi said resignedly.
Although Wendy's body was changing into that of a dragon, she was still a child who wasn't even 3 years old. Her body wasn't very strong yet.
"Asta, don't run!"
After 3 minutes, Wendy managed to catch Asta.
"I finally caught you, Asta, you always have so much energy," Wendy said with a tired expression.
Asta squirmed in Wendy's arms.
"Why can't you be less active once in a while?"
With Asta in her arms, Wendy put Asta in a small playpen in the corner of the church.
"Father Orsi, I finally caught Asta, how is Yuno?"
"Well, Yuno is already asleep, he fell asleep two minutes ago, so try to speak more quietly," Father Orsi whispered.
"Please, Father, with Asta causing trouble, it's hard to know if there will be any silence in the church until they both fall asleep," Wendy replied indifferently.
After all, Asta has almost inexhaustible energy sometimes.
"You're right, Wendy, I'd better take Yuno to my room. Meanwhile, keep an eye on Asta," Father Orsi walks towards his room.
Meanwhile, Wendy walks towards Asta's small playpen.
She sighs.
"You're so troublesome, Asta, can't you just stay still?"
She looks at Asta, who is crawling non-stop inside the playpen.
"Sigh, as if you could understand me."
"I wonder when you'll grow up enough so I don't have to look after you so closely."
She looks at herself in one of the windows, noticing the small dark circles under her eyes.
'I haven't been able to sleep well for the past 4 months, and my body is that of a small child.'
'Although Dragon Slayer magic changes my physique to that of a dragon, the Sky Dragon Grandeeney isn't known for her physical strength.'
'But after all, Grandeeney is a dragon and has considerable physical strength.'
'But right now I'm a 2-year-old girl and I haven't used my Dragon Slayer magic much.'
'After all, the physique of Dragon Slayers changes to that of a dragon the more they use Dragon Slayer magic.'
'But I'm not worried about Dragonization at the moment.'
'In this world, the mana output from the body is very limited at first. For example, at first I could only release a little air from my body, not even as strong as the air from a fan. But over time it increased the more I used the magic.'
'Now I can use Ram's wind slashes with ease, the Fura.'
'Although I can only use the simplest Fura, not the other variants.'
'Let's see, Ram's abilities are Fura, which fires supersonic wind slashes that act like blades.
The Fura: A more powerful version that releases an extreme burst of magical wind.
Ur Fura: Creates a circular wind storm that impacts and tears apart the target.
Al Fura: A devastating wind storm that unleashes powerful slashes in all directions, destroying everything in its path.' It's practically Fura (fast wind blades), El Fura (wind explosion), Ul Fura (cutting storm), and Al Fura (devastating torrent).
And without realizing it, I fell asleep on the floor.
About three hours later, I woke up in the same spot because Asta was crying.
Did you think I'd wake up in a bed? Well, let me tell you, the only bed in the church is Father Orsi's; everyone else sleeps on the floor.
I opened my eyes, still feeling tired.
I slowly got up from the floor and looked at Asta, who had started crying.
I looked up at the ceiling and thought, "I hope I don't have to take care of any more babies."
Although deep down, I know that will be impossible.
"This church is also an orphanage."