Chapter 4

I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed with myself.

I took out the [Recovery Potion (God)] with high hopes of helping my father, but I spilled it all...

Is there such a thing as this kind of despair?

I just ended up soaking my father and increasing my mother’s workload...

But I’m not discouraged.

Because in games, this kind of thing happens all the time. You can’t let a single failure discourage you from advancing the main story. If there’s a boss you can’t beat, you just level up and try again.

And from this result, I was able to make an interesting observation.

"Yesterday you surprised me, but today you seem to be feeling better."

"Yeah. I can’t have Reni drench me again."

To my surprise, my father, who had been bedridden until yesterday, was now sitting up in bed and talking to my mother.

How long has it been since he could sit up like this? I think I can see tears in my mother’s eyes.

As I watched the two of them, I pondered, hmm.

What does this mean?

The correct conclusion is that the [Recovery Potion (God)] must have worked.

In other words, while the potion is effective when taken orally, it also works to some extent when applied to the skin, I thought.

However, the effect is still reduced, so even though it should have fully recovered him instantly, it only had this much of an effect.

"Recovery."

This is useful.

I had planned to secretly give the potion to my father while he was sleeping, but on second thought, it would be difficult to make him drink it while he was asleep.

I can’t drench him, but if I apply it to his skin little by little, maybe I can secretly heal him...

I couldn’t help but giggle at my own brilliant idea.

"Ren, did something good happen?"

My always beautiful mother. She looks a bit tired lately.

She gently patted my head as she looked at me.

Don’t worry. Leave it to me! I’ll cheer up my father and relieve my mother’s fatigue!

...or so I thought.

In the end, I ended up drenching my father about five more times.

The lack of strength at one year old was inevitable. There was nothing I could do about it.

My parents placed all the water out of my reach and kept a close eye on me whenever I drank water.

But my father still got wet. Every time, drenched.

"Where does Reni get the water from...?"

"It’s a mystery..."

I once saw my parents scratching their heads after I drenched my father.

They probably don’t understand the concept of an item box. They didn’t seem to know where I was getting the [Recovery Potion (God)] from.

I accidentally opened my status in front of my mother once, but she didn’t seem to see the status display and didn’t say anything to me. I also opened the item box, but she didn’t seem to see that either.

It seems that this status and item box are concepts that only I, as a reincarnated person, possess, like a unique skill.

From the perspective of being able to use them in front of others, it’s very convenient.

"Maybe she’s a water mage, but she only drenches me because she hates me..."

My father, who had fully recovered and was now able to eat breakfast at the table, said wistfully. My mother laughed at him.

"Maybe she likes you and is just being mischievous."

"…Is that so?"

"Yes, that’s it."

My father seemed to regain his confidence from my mother’s words and nodded.

Then he picked me up from the chair and onto his lap.

"Ren, you’ve grown so much."

"Already two years old."

Two years old, two years old.

While I was continuously drenching my father with the [Recovery Potion (God)], I turned two.

Still, my difficulty with the 's' sound persists. Compared to when I was one and said things like 'chu-te-ta chu,' I’ve made significant progress, but even at two, I still can’t pronounce it properly. The 's' sound is formidable.

"Let’s go then."

My father said this, then stood up from the chair while firmly holding me on his lap. Yes! My father had recovered enough to work.

"Be careful."

My mother followed my father, who was carrying me to the front door, with a worried look. Although my father had recovered, the root cause was a failed monster hunt, which led to his illness, so my mother was especially worried.

However, it was more profitable for my father to return to his job as a hunter rather than for my mother to work from morning till night, so my father returned to his job as a hunter.

"Ren, take care of Mom."

"Don’t worry, leave it to me."

My father handed me over to my mother and spoke to me. I nodded strongly in response. With the strongest two-year-old around, there’s no need to worry.

"Mom, Dad will be fine."

I also reassured my mother, who was holding me.

Actually, I had secretly given my father accessories that make him immune to status effects and constantly regenerate his health. He doesn’t know, but the decorative ribbon on his left arm is doing the job. I also placed a wooden figurine in his jacket pocket that can take a hit for him once if he becomes incapacitated in battle.

I did both secretly, so he doesn’t know about their effects. I don’t think he will end up in the same state or be in danger from monster attacks again.

"That’s right. Ren, let’s wait for Dad together, okay?"

"Okay."

My mother and I waved to my father as he left for work. She gently patted my head and set me down, then immediately started with the housework.

My mother’s current life involves working at a bakery in the early morning, then doing all the housework and field work, and even doing sewing work at home, which she was introduced to through connections.

It might be a bit easier than walking to the city and working at an inn, but she still seems to be working tirelessly.

My father also leaves early in the morning and doesn’t return until late at night, not because he’s out playing but because he’s hunting monsters from morning till night.

--- Poverty is not easily improved.

I had hoped that if my father recovered, things would get better, but perhaps in this world, it just costs a lot to live.

I thought I knew everything about this world from my previous life, but I hadn’t considered the cost of living and food, so this is a new discovery.

So, here’s what I’m doing.

"Mom, Ren, let’s go to the field."

"Going to the field?"

"Okay."

"Mom will come as soon as I finish this, so can Ren wait nicely?"

"Okay."

"Keep the door open so you can call Mom if anything happens."

"Don’t worry, leave it to me."

I nodded with a smile at my busy mother and headed for the front door. I left the door open as she asked, so she could sense my presence inside the house. However, while she can sense my presence, she can’t see what I’m actually doing.

"Chance."

This is my chance.

To implement the second phase of my plan to help our poor and busy family!

"Mom is working hard too..."

Right outside the front door is a small field.

It’s our family’s field, but the plants all look a bit weak. The land has probably become depleted from continuous vegetable cultivation.

If I could get S-grade materials to grow abundantly, and have a bountiful harvest of potatoes and carrots, our family’s poverty would be alleviated.

Leave it to the strongest two-year-old!

--- I’m going to spread [Fertilizer (God)] on the field!