Reincarnated as the Only Human

Kalia PoV

”So this is supposed to help you... focus or something, right?”

Twirling my wand around like it was a toy, the Hawkkin in front of me nodded a few times to herself before throwing herself back into the bed when I used my magic to pluck it from her grasp.

”Yes, and I would like to focus a little right now, Inik. Don’t you have some stretches and workouts to be doing right now?”

She just chuckled and sprawled out beside me as she said ”Well, I could, but honestly why bother when I could use a few more minutes to rest, relax, and watch my sexy wife do her magic thing for a little bit! Maybe jerk off while I do so~?”

I rolled my eyes and waved my hand over towards her again, sending out some thick threads of mana to wrap her up in the blankets of our bed lest she begin doing what she said she would, which would be more than distracting.

”Don’t even think about it. I need to do this, and you need to be quiet.”

”Yes honey~!”

Again I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t hide my smile as I turned away from her and took a deep breath, centering my mind and focusing on all of the threads inside of me as I retried something I had done before.

Taking one of those threads and bathing it in the mana inside of me to empower it, slowly increasing the potency of said threads and increasing the quality of my base level mana at an incremental pace so that my overall strength continued to climb.

The reason I felt the spur to increase my strength was obvious if I looked lower; already my belly had a little bump, and while I would have normally been going crazy trying to find a way to smooth it back out and return it to its toned glory so that I could maintain the immaculate body shape that made me so desirable.

But that bump was there because my baby was growing inside of my womb, so I was proud of the bump that was forming and therefore felt the need to get stronger so that I could protect said bump; Inik swore she was all I needed, but after the first time I smacked her with an ’invisible’ attack using threads she quickly gave that idea up.

So I was going to be doing this ’cultivation’ of my powers as much as I could going forwards, strengthening myself and ensuring that I was going to be able to protect not only myself but also my baby in the near future.

I knew little about the world, be it about the people around us in Birchan or the people in the neighboring countries, and I could admit that I was likely to remain ’uneducated’ in that regard for a little while longer, but the other thing I could admit was that I was going to get strong enough that that didn’t matter at all.

It was a privilege that I was ever grateful to Mama for giving me, and it was a privilege that I wanted to give to my own child whenever she was born, but until then I needed to work towards that goal and take the things that Mama had given me and truly make them my own.

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Rhefia PoV

”Alright, now you need to swing it that way... yes, like that!”

Watching as Ipoala swung her tiny arm to the side and sunk her dagger into the side of the straw training dummy, I grinned at the pink Robinkin before ruffling her hair, making her beam at me while her little wings flapped eagerly behind her.

Beside us, Ehretia hacked away at the dummy and dismembered it rather efficiently all things considered, so I reached over to ruffle her hair as well, loving how both my daughters almost shook with how happy they were to receive praise.

On the opposite side of the sandpit was Sari and her kit, but I was ignoring them for now since I was focused on my own two daughters, all while another one watched from the side holding my granddaughter.

An odd feeling, that, but a welcome one indeed even if it made me feel far older than I was...

Anyways, the two were soaking everything up like a sponge, even more so when I told them to start focusing more on the control of their limbs instead of the blade itself; when they were told they could fight by dancing they both had gotten excited far more than I had anticipated.

Perhaps it was my old fashioned ways, perhaps it was because I had been a futanari raised by a futanari, but I was treading very unfamiliar waters right now since both Camara and Aethisia had took to learning how to fight rather well by simply treating it as fighting.

Ehretia and Ipoala had little interest in it, and as children they made that abundantly clear with the lack of effort and reluctance to do what I asked of them, but that was part of being a parent; learning how to get them excited to do something that I wanted them to do.

”Good job! You too Ehretia! Keep it up for a few more minutes now, alright?”

Patting them both on the head once more, I let them bash the dummies with those blunted training blades to help build and strengthen the muscles they would need to fight in the future as I took a step back, just observing for now.

”Why are you training them to fight as well?”

Camara spoke quietly as she got closer, and I didn’t turn towards her as I whispered back ”Because what Astra said worries me, and the idea of them not knowing how to defend themselves if a Goddess or some freak cultist comes for them... that would kill me inside.”

My daughter nodded, and I didn’t need to look back to know she was looking down at Melia now, her own thoughts as a parent coming to the surface and joining my own as she began to think of the future as well.