Reincarnated From Vanity

Chapter 20 • Godfathers | Reincarnated from Vanity

Am I here alone?

I mean....  am I to last here without anyone knowing who I was?
Does Kamisama ever reincarnated another earthling to this world?
What was my purpose of me being here?
Not exactly an existential crisis but....
A bit unsettling?

Perhaps as human?
Perhaps as what other creature?
For I turned out as a vampire afterall.
who knows what the next person could be.
A good reason not to judge a anyone; appearance wise too quickly.
But the slim probability....

Also....?
In what circumstances would that person be reincarnated?
Death like me?
Or..?
Also....?
Would that person will live a satisfying life as I did?
Living in the midst, among either the mixed blurry paths.
Their unfortunate or fortunate paths.
I hope.
I wish all but good days for them to come.

*Water fall....

As a bucket of water; drenched above my head.
A bit stingy to the eyes
But the warm water is welcoming,
Especially when my body is easily chilled like this.
Nose, cheek, ears and fingers....
Amelia-nee's surprise....

"C'mon your turn, clean up~"
"What are you day dreaming for?"

As Amelia-nee begins washing me with some sort of soap substance and a towel.

"Ah sorry"

The bath room is quite the soothing place...
But there's no need to stay here for too long
The maids had already warmed the water for us.
We were to enjoy the preparation on the go.

I guess much care was given to maintain a royal princesses image.
I mean she was to be potential wife afterall.
Political marriage?

After she washed her own body,
she place the same diligence upon me.
With every minute detail with care
Though this mix feeling that swell?
I can't help but get this feel of mixed baths.
Again mentally a man.

Since I was at that height, the sight of her hips swaying and moving left and right.
My line of sight just right at her slim stomach.
Helps to look straight while I can.

But there's... within this girl's body, and inevitably female hormones...
Not to mentions the increase pheromones I will produce when I get older
The quasi feeling of arousal, apathy, and just enjoyment of the bath itself.

I'm becoming more of a female by the day....
Ahh the mental conflict
Will I also be aroused by a man?
Perhaps an idea to antagonize latter.

....
Mental flashbacks...
When was I last pampered like this?
Ahhh when I was 5 years old perhaps?
I ever did took a shower with my mother.
At that time I think nothing of it
Absolute ignorance or innocence?

Anyway what I really took to memory from that time.
Is that after every shower,
my mother would dry my hair with a towel
The feeling of care her making sure I was not to be sick from the wet
The smell of the soft shampoo from my hair that permissible by the towel.
That sensation overwhelming my sensations.
Warmth.... Undescribable...

...
I'm blessed to be reminded of that experience now.
I'm reliving that experience this very instant...

*Slight tear

As I hug her as much as I could
Her legs were what I could hug so it was weird after

"Sorry.... I remember something"

"Nope no problem"
"Hug me whenever you want"
"It's easier to clean you because you're so still"

"...hwmn"

...
....
...

The sunlight that pierce through the windows.
increasing ever so slightly, shifted ever so marginally.
The painting that had always intrigued me, a philic affinity perhaps?
The slight gothic room that offered a couch and a soft carpet to the touch.
The coffee filled cups on the coffee table.