Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

contemporary romance

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Knock, knock.

As we were cleaning the kids and giving them new clothes to change into, the girl that attended the Inn brought us the dinner for four that we bought for two copper coins.

The whole night cost one copper coin per person, but if we all stayed in the same room, it was reduced to half. She also offered a dinner for four for two copper coins and a bath token, which can be exchanged to an old woman near the bath for a pass inside for another copper coin. So in total, the whole night cost like four copper coins, including these meals and the bath.

I didn’t need a bath at all. After all, I was a ghost, and my body doesn’t get dirty. Oh well, there’s this soot that accumulates around my phantasmal body, which is like a dried-out shadow and dark mana, but I can clean it off by shaping my body around. Nonetheless! I materialized my body and enjoyed the warm water, and it felt like I had a fleshy body… It was a nice and relaxing bath.

We also washed the two kids who were very stinky and covered in dirt. Emeraldine healed the terrible wounds they had under their little feet, which were all infected with dirt. It hurt them a bit when we washed them with a lot of soap, but it was the only way to disinfect them properly.

After that, Emeraldine once more proved her usefulness as she healed them, something I wouldn’t be able to do with my [Undead Healing]. Having a Live Healer like her around is very useful in this situation.

We bought them some simple clothes on the way to the Inn, it was nothing too much, just a dress for the girl, pants and shirt for the boy, and their underwear, alongside socks and shoes.

We only guessed their shoe size, but it fit in the end, so I was relieved.

“Huh?”

Partner lightly opened the door as the girl greeted her.

“Ah, hello, here’s your dinner for four. This is our secret recipe, boar stew, some slices of bread, boiled potatoes, and coffee,” She said.

“Thank you,” Said Partner rather awkwardly, as she grabbed the large tray and closed the door right away in order to not let the girl see the kids inside.

After taking such a relaxing bath and having their wounds attended to, the sleepy and tired kids sensed the smell of the soup and the boiled potatoes and quickly woke up from their daze.

“Here you go, we already ate plenty before, so eat to your heart’s content!” I said.

“Uwaa… N-Nee-sama… Thank you so much…” Said the girl.

“Thank you!” Cried the boy as he began to drink the soup.

This stew was made most likely of boar bones as it had some small pieces of meat here and there, but it mostly had carrots and potatoes to fill one’s belly. It also had a bit of a creaminess to it, which was most likely due to them adding milk and cheese.

I tasted it a bit, and it was indeed creamy, with a bit of cheese and boar taste. The carrots and potatoes were what filled the belly the most, but it was a decent meal for the poor, and four plates of it for two copper coins was pretty cheap.

There were also four boiled potatoes if you ended up still hungry. They were recently boiled and were emanating some vapor. They had a generous topping of butter on top, and so the kids devoured each one and then drank the bitter yet comforting coffee without much difficulty.

This coffee was probably made out of a cheap one, so it wasn’t the best quality. I drank a cup myself; it wasn’t anything special compared to my beloved Earth’s authentic, delicious Cuban coffee, but it was okay as a warm drink to fill you with energy.

The bread was hard, but not too hard, so it was decent, and they included another block of butter on the side in order to eat it with the bread. Overall, it was a decent meal, although I only tasted the things here and there and let the kids eat most of it.

When the kids finished eating, they ended up exhausted and immediately fell asleep next to each other. We covered them in blankets and let them sleep peacefully.

I feel like I am playing mother simulator now!

Well, secretly, I’ve always wanted to be a mother, but in my previous life, I died way too young to get to it!

I-I know that being over 30 is not young, but I was waiting for the chosen one!

…Which never came. I was ugly and a nerd. Perhaps if I were pretty and a nerd, all the guys would be crazy for me, but I wasn’t. I was skinny, ugly, had messy hair and big rat-like teeth…

I didn’t even have big “assets” to compensate for my ugly face. My breasts were almost flat, and I had no hips to talk about. I was the opposite of my sister, so I was like a skeleton while she was a gorilla.

Mother, our genes were fucked up… but I still love you.

I guess I’ve made my appearance what I’ve always wanted to look like…

In the Necromancer’s books, I read that ghosts can take the form of their true selves, of what they seem themselves as. This is why some ghosts remain with visible wounds in their phantasmal bodies because the trauma of their deaths makes them see themselves with such wounds on their bodies, despite not actually having physical bodies.

Of course, when we evolve, we lose those traits. And as a simple Lesser Ghost, I don’t remember having my head wandering around, so the trauma of being beheaded didn’t stick with me.

Anyways, the point is, unlike my sister, I always wanted to be a mother myself and have children…

Sniff… Now I don’t even have a physical body, so that’s impossible!

As the night continued, we looked over the area for anything suspicious, but thankfully, the night went on peacefully.

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