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I was just trying to make a white rabbit doll, but I ended up making a baby wearing white baby clothes and diapers with triangles, squares, and circles on them, and with rabbit ears separate from human ears.

First, I placed Free, who looked like a younger Brin, next to Brynn and made the rabbit dolls I had originally planned to make out of various colored fabrics. White, pink, yellow, light blue… Bryn just watched happily as the number of dolls in my hands increased, and Free was happy that there was a being with rabbit ears like him.

As a finishing touch, I made fur pajamas with a rabbit ear hood and put them on Bryn, and Free’s reaction was very enthusiastic.

“How about it? Priya? Sister, do you contribute?”

As Bryn got used to the fact that she had a new sister, she asked if she looked cute in her new pajamas.

“Aaaah!”

Free put her hands on both cheeks and made a fuss, and then hugged her so tightly that Bryn, who couldn’t breathe easily, came to me for help.

“Kek… Keek… Uh, Mom… Stir… Breathe… Breathe… ”

I understand that she is happy that her sister has rabbit ears and a rabbit tail just like her, but I don’t think she will understand if I give her a long sermon about how she shouldn’t strangle her. The only thing I can do is pull her into my arms and let her naturally relax her arms.

By the way, the other dolls don’t transform like Free was originally a rabbit doll and then absorbed a strange heart and became a baby. It looks like there was only one heart. If the other dolls had been transformed into babies, I would have been able to serve as both a military cadet and a daycare teacher, but in many ways, I am fortunate. Compared to being a daycare teacher, playing with two babies is easy.

A puppet show while making puppets? Playing house? I need to play around with something like that.

“Come on, princesses~ Shall we play house with mom?”

When I called them in a friendly tone, my eldest daughter, Bryn, responded first.

“Princess? Is Bryn a pretty princess from a fairy tale book now?”

Bryn’s eyes as he asked me a question were shining brighter than ever before. Oh, if you walk on the sea at night, the captains will think it’s a lighthouse and take their ships to the wrong place. We should have calculated how powerful the word ‘princess’ would be for children living in a world of childhood innocence… Well, it doesn’t really matter, right?

“Now that Bryn is not alone, I thought it would be better to call her ‘our princesses’ rather than ‘our cuties’, so I called her that, but she doesn’t like it~?”

“No! Wow, the princess is so pretty! I’m going to be a princess!”

Bryn quickly shook her head left and right to express that she preferred the title ‘our princesses’, and after seeing that, I decided to keep pushing for this title.

“Our princesses~ Is there a role you would like to play in playing house?”

“A childhood home worth having with mom! It’s so much fun! Bryn wants to play the role of a mother!”

“Brin takes on the role of a mother? Um~ So Mom takes on the role of Dad, and Free… Shall we take on the role of baby today?”

“Aww! Woo!”

Before starting playing house, the distribution of roles was about to end with Bryn taking on the role of mother and Free expressing unconditional agreement to what I said, but Bryn had to give roles to her doll friends and Hanna as well. I was only able to conclude this conversation after asking them to play the role of next-door family members or friends.

Elysia? He said he didn’t want to get involved in these childish pranks, so he had to just sit back and watch us play. When Winter comes out into the world, Elysia will also have to act as a father, but I’m already worried about whether someone who doesn’t like playing with already born children will play well with an unborn child.

The play house game, in which everyone except Elysia participated, went smoothly. In particular, Bryn is a baby who needs to be looked after by someone, and she quickly took care of the smaller baby, Free, which significantly reduced the amount of work I had to do myself.

“Our wonderful baby! The baby’s diaper… no, this mommy will take care of it!”

“Uhihihi…”

No matter how you look at it, it was an amazing scene to see a 1-year-old child change the diaper of his 0-year-old brother, who was wearing clothes long enough to cover his wrists and ankles, with his small hands. Even if we assume that the reason Free laughs when he is tickled while changing a diaper is because he is a baby, Bryn seems to be very dignified for her age.

As the mother of these two, I took on the role of father for this limited time. I pretended that I was going to work and earn money, and was chatting with Hannah a little away, and then ‘I got off work.’ Accordingly, Bryn, who was taking care of Free, welcomed me as a mother at home.

“Please come back~ Mom! No, honey?”

“Oh my, our Brin! Did you know the word ‘honey’?”

“Oh my, Mom! Are you playing house now? Mom, you have to tell Bryn honey too!”

It’s nice that she welcomes me, but it’s a bit burdensome to ask her to call me honey because she’s so absorbed in playing house. I know very well that this is just a game for the kids and that I don’t have to take it seriously, but the thought of saying something I’ve never used before, even in front of Elysia, makes me feel a physiological reluctance… Err, I don’t know!

“Woman, honey…? Were you taking good care of your baby while you were working?”

When I used the title ‘honey’ instead of my name, as Bryn had wanted, she responded with a satisfied expression.

“Yes! Take care of the baby and use this! Honey, don’t bother working today~”

Hmm… you actually put in a lot of effort today. Not at work, but at school.

After we finished playing house, we built an indoor playground in the house and played with the children. The baby slide and baby seesaw are much smaller than those for adults, so you could just place them in the living room and ride them, and the baby swing… It required a more complicated process of inserting a pole into the door frame and hanging a rope, but the children’s smiles It was a hardship that could have been done if one could see it.

Bryn, who had spent a lot of energy playing so hard, began to nod off as expected, so I took her to the bathroom, made her do her business, washed her, and laid her in the baby’s crib. Meanwhile, Free, who was younger than her sister and needed to sleep more, was sitting on the floor and keeping her eyes open while her older sister went into the baby crib attached to the mobile.

Free must go to dreamland so he can hold hands with Elysia and return to his dormitory inside the military academy… Are you having trouble sleeping after playing so hard today? I don’t think I’ll get a proper answer, but I have to ask.

“Free, can’t you sleep? Good children should go to bed early and wake up early~”

Free, who saw his mother coming closer to him, pursed his lips as if something occurred to him, then clenched his teeth like someone eating food, then a gray bead covered in saliva…? candy…? Anyway, he spoke after spitting out a round object.

“Woo!”

…If you say it in one syllable like that, there’s no way I can understand it.

Still, there was no information that could be helpful in interpreting this situation. Free is staring intently at me as if he wants me to accept his gift. As I carefully picked up the round object that had fallen on the floor and lifted it up just in case, the anticipation in Free’s eyes became even stronger. Based on this, I concluded that what I was holding was edible food.

“Are you giving this to mom to eat?”

“Woo, woo!”

Hmm… I’m not sure, but I think he said my guess was correct… If the baby that I was supposed to take care of with Brynn, not someone else, got dirty with some saliva, wouldn’t the baby get hurt? I don’t think such a cute baby would try to feed me poison… Just close your eyes and shoot it in your mouth!

As soon as the unidentified gray grains entered my mouth, they melted and disappeared like cotton candy, so I didn’t have time to feel the taste or anything… There was a clear difference between me before I ate the gray grains and me now.

This incredible power resides within the heart!

“This… This is…?!”

Although I have excellent memorization and understanding, to the point where I have memorized all the blueprints for land weapons used by Germany during World War II, there are limits as I am trapped in a human body. It would have taken a considerable amount of time to draw the blueprint in my head on paper and make it visible to others, but after eating the gray pellets and gaining new strength, I didn’t have to do that.

“The ability to levitate a 3D hologram blueprint in the air… I’m sure other craftsmen will be drooling when they see it.”

Besides the 3D hologram diagram composed of green lines, there was a lot I got after eating the gray pellets.

Guns, bombs, cannons, armored vehicles, tanks… Errors (misconceptions or limitations of the design itself) of land weapons that I already knew in my head were automatically corrected, and 3.5 generation main battle tanks and 5th generation fighters (examples) were automatically corrected. : Information about numerous weapons that I didn’t know about, such as F-22, Raptor, and F22, came to mind.

Not only does it come up with a blueprint, but it also has the ability to kindly tell you what materials you need to collect first and what machine tools you need to make in order to make this with the technology of the interwar period! This is a power so precious that money cannot price it.

“With this power… can you overcome Rasputica…? Can you defeat the Soviet Union… and even bring Britain and the United States into submission…?”

Having gained an opportunity from an unexpected place, I first devised a way to defeat the Soviet Union, the most powerful enemy ever fought against our country (Germany). It wasn’t long before I put all my troops on transport helicopters and replaced tanks with attack helicopters. The conclusion was drawn that an ‘airborne armored division’ was necessary.

Rasputitsa, which comes to mind when you think of Russia, is not a 3.5 generation main battle tank, so even a 3.5 generation main battle tank cannot overcome it (since a tank is basically a weapon that crawls on the ground), but if it flies in the sky instead of on the ground, you will end up with your ankles stuck in the mud. Wouldn’t it be possible to advance after advance without being caught?

Let’s build a transport helicopter that can easily transport tanks weighing tens of tons, and carry either tanks or infantry! Leave full-scale fire support missions to attack helicopters! We also made some combat helicopters in case Soviet aircraft interfered! An airborne armored division that supplies supplies not by horses or trucks, but by helicopters!

What if we added a combat drone that could be deployed before sending in troops to avoid pointless bloodshed in urban warfare?

“The Soviet Union is a rotten door that will collapse in an instant if you kick it in.”

At that moment, I was filled with a sense of omnipotence and my whole body trembled. I didn’t touch the lower part of my body, but it felt like I was just imagining it…