Age 2
Yoshima decided to get her a bed. Her own bed, which ultimately means a bed that was previously occupied by a kid who graduated the Academy, which means he or she became an adult in the eyes of the village.
The bed was fine, but Tamako had to room with another three kids.
Can't win them all.
All were girls and were named Yukata, Matsuri, and Kaori. Four kids in tiny room was a terrible idea. Tamako was the youngest, just by a few of months, so the three had ultimately used an age-hierarchy system against the onyx eyed girl, and thankfully, they constantly babied her.
In Tamako's previous life, she was the youngest child. Her older sister had gotten all the attention so she was left to her own devices to grow up herself. All of this attention was new and quite honestly annoying.
She was average in looks in her previous life, but in this life? Guren was her mother, and her mom's genes was out of this world.
"Tamako-chan, you're hair is a mess..." Yoshino trailed off, grabbing a nearby comb before scraping it against the younger girl's skull
"Itai!" Tamako scrambled away from the brush and used a book she was attempting to read as a shield. "I'll do it myself!"
"Now now, I still can't get used to you speaking so well for your age! Now hurry along, Yukata, Matsuri and Kaori are waiting for you!" Yoshino chimed, putting away the comb before reaching for her embroidery kit.
"Hai hai..." Tamako muttered with grumpiness, slowly inching towards her awaited doom. Don't get her wrong, she loves kids, really. It's just, being treated as a kid by a kid, was incredibly infuriating. She was mentally older than them by over a decade, all things considered, she should be the one babying them!
The door slammed opened with no resistance and out came running a girl close to Tamako's age sporting a short dark hair and paired with chestnut eyes. "Tama-tan. Read!" Yukata shoved a book about princesses into her face. Now Yukata was absolutely adorable as a kid and if Tamako was her actual mental age, she would've showered the younger girl with candies and the like. The cherry on top was that Yukata, despite being nearly two years old, was probably the stupidest of the four kids sharing her room.
Quickly pushing the girl aside, she plopped on her bed, which was already occupied by both Matsuri and Kaori and spread eagle wide.
"PLEASE TAMA"
. . .
During those months, Matsuma deemed Tamako's age group ready for some intermediate vocabulary and light reading.
Tamako, on the other hand, didn't give a shit about her lessons, as her vocabulary already exceeded whatever Matsuma was teaching and instead wanted to foster a new skill, a lip-reading skill.
It's an important skill for collecting information from afar, any shinobi worth their salt should be able to, and as a self-proclaimed prodigy, she needs it now. She could also bullshit her way though by doing absolutely nothing, but as long as she trained her skills, it'll naturally raise her skill level. Which in Tamako's case, is extremely important.
Yoshima already taught her basic vocab, so she's technically, ahead of her age group. Not that it matters. As long as people see me as a prodigy, there would be less questioning
"Now everyone, can you say library? Lie-bray-e. Library." Matsuma repeated over and over.
Is there a mute in this game? Tamako could only think negatively, boredom enveloped her as she sighed.
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