I think I might've done something bad.
The lady that planted the oddly shaped seeds has a name. 
She’s actually called Julia. 

I might’ve repeated the magical housewife nickname to myself a few too many times…
Or maybe it’s because I spent so much time coming up with it?

(M- maybe I just guessed the title she already had…)

(Y- yeah that’s probably it.)
I decide to stop thinking about why Julia had the magical housewife title in her status.

It's been a few hours now since I found out how to look at my status.

My health is not regenerating and the same information keeps appearing in my head when I focus on the shed and the garden in my field of view.

The only new thing I’ve had to look at has been Julia.
Julia isn't actually a kinky middle-aged woman that likes wearing chains. 
Apparently, she's an actual slave.
(I guess she's been tasked with taking care of the gardening.)

Julia stood up and began watering the garden with her open palm and outstretched arm.
(Oh. Julia is watering the garden with her watering beam~)

She hasn't noticed my missing “arm” yet.
(Maybe she could get me a new one?)

I wonder if I can get her attention somehow?

Julia has her back turned to me right now.
I make a decision in my head and begin to gather my confidence.
I start staring at Julia's ass like I'm trying to burn a hole through it.

(Oh- her private information appeared again…)

Hmm? I think she reacted? But she appears to be deliberately ignoring me now.
I can somewhat tell these things because I've got a lot of experience in being ignored.

(Julia~ I'm going to start mentally undressing you now~ Julia~)

(Ah-)

(Please come back-)
Julia is hurriedly walking away from the garden.

She didn't even finish watering all the herbs though. Odd.

(Did she forget something? Did she leave the stove on?)

◇◆◇

Julia still hasn’t come back after what feels like a couple of hours.

Whilst she was away, it dawned on me that Julia has most likely been using real magic to water the garden.

I hadn’t stopped to think about the existence of magic since I wasn’t feeling particularly envious of the magic she was using.
After all, I used to be able to do the same thing from a different part of my body after drinking enough water.

(I wonder if I could learn how to use magic by studying Julia’s watering technique?)

As I was thinking about how to learn magic, 2 black birds landed in the garden.

(…)

The slightly larger level 4 bird looked at me for a brief moment.
(Did it just smirk at me?)
That made me feel surprisingly irritated.

(Go away…)
Absorbed in my childish frustration, I briefly forgot the previous incident and somewhat timidly glared at the 2 birds.

The level 4 bird cawed at the smaller level 1 bird, prompting the smaller bird to turn around and begin aggressively flapping its wings at me.

(…)
It’s loudly cawing at me now.

(Uwah… It’s like a bully pretending to punch you…)

The smaller bird begins approaching me.

(P- please leave…)

It suddenly flies up to my other arm.

(Oh no.)

I feel the bird struggling to rip my arm out.

(JULIA HELP ME!)

(C-… CARROT MAN- ANYONE PLEASE!)

A now familiar sharp pain shoots through me again for a brief moment.

The small bird lands back in front of me with a crooked twig in its talons.

It picks up the twig in its beak and snaps it in half.

(…)

(I want to go home…)

◇◆◇

The birds have been casually ripping seeds out of the garden for a few minutes now. All I can do is watch…

As I’m busy languishing in my defeat, I suddenly hear a woman’s voice shouting something nearby in a foreign language outside of my field of view.

“NE! VO EAH!” (???)
The 2 birds hurriedly fly away as a figure appears rushing towards the garden.

(It's Julia… you came to save me…)