In the magic entrance exam, I summoned a baby! Forced to become a 13-year-old "witch mother", diapers and magic spells flew together, and the milk bottle was the same color as the wand.
But my cub is not simple - he smiles like a dead tree, and when he cries, the whole hospital calls the alarm. The empire wants to rob him, the cult wants to steal him, and even the best friend is jealous: "My son's first favorite must be me!"
Until one day, he looked up at his breasts and pointed at the sky and the earth: "Mom, those black things are so noisy, I will help you eat them -"
All the instructors' eyes were shaking: You call this a baby? ! This is the "Creation God Cub" in ancient mythology!
Not bad@