Chapter 1008 – [Abduction] How Master Chuck Cheok Lives (1)
“Nor. I am pregnant.”
One day when Elisabeth, who became queen, received more lands, and her life began to stabilize.
One morning, about three months after returning to the [Middle branch] Of another world, Fran said that to me while eating breakfast.
“Wow, Lily?”
For a moment, in a daze, I answered stupidly, water dripping from my mouth.
My stupid elite haggard, as if I had lost my intelligence, did not understand the unexpected good news that Fran had delivered.
But even that is only for a moment.
“Pregnant?”
The harmonious Norse family gathered at the table chewed on that word instead of the breakfast they were chewing——
“… Pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
He banged his back drum and ran out of the table.
“You’re pregnant?! Really?! Fran, really?!”
“Yes. I wondered if my body was in a strange state. So I checked… Ehehe.”
Fran happily displays a pregnancy test machine.
Since modern magic in this world mainly develops around the aristocratic class—there are many magics that are directly related to the lives of the common people—there is a technique to confirm pregnancy. It’s because a little bit of money is broken.
I hung the pregnancy test I received from Fran into the sky like a treasure map.
“Ehee Ee Ee Ee -e -Ee Eh !!!!! Fran!!!!! My baby——!!!!! I’m pregnant ahhhhh !!!!! “
Bung-Bung-Bung-Bung-Bung-!!!!!
After seeing Imtegi, I became a typhoon and rotated in the living room.
I wanted to grab the Franc and play Ganggangsullae at 400 km/h, but the minimum reason that I couldn’t do that against a pregnant woman held me back.
“Me too!! Show me too, senpai!!”
“Keuhehehehe, hehe!!”
Even Ralilu, who had a piece of bread attached to his cheek, rushed at me while looking at something good, but I spread my authority and evaded it with a continuous back tumble and waved my finger.
“How could you intervene while watching the result of the sky-like West getting your sister pregnant? How the world is going to go, tsk tsk.”
“Are you going to keep pissing me off? If you keep fucking up, you might not show your fertility flag when we’re pregnant.”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
I dedicated myself to Dana, sliding like Jordan who scored the penalty shootout in the World Cup final. Receiving her invitation, her hands were politely raised above her head, and she opened her eyes.
“… It’s real. You’re so damn fast Hasn’t it been less than a month since you decided to take off your birth control?”
“It’s the 23rd day since we talked about it, Dana.”
“Wow, it’s a little creepy to answer right away.”
“… It’s Tyrsia. Did you wait that long for your turn?”
“Aww.”
Tirsi, who casually said a word and received it back, buried her face on her table.
“Only? It will be late on the 23rd.”
I speak with the attitude of a young monk seated in front of a Buddha.
It was last month that we made plans for children.
Returning to a safe life 23 days ago with Tyrsificial, having ruled out most of the threats we faced, we were the first to make up our minds to see our children.
We stopped taking birth control and tried to conceive, but it can be said that our efforts paid off after 23 days.
“It’s too late… That’s right. I feel late…”
It was Fran who smiled dryly, as if recalling the last night in the past few weeks.
The past few days have been a bit intense. Thanks to Fran, who seduced me with all of her body, I couldn’t stand it and ended up swearing at me every night. I repented a little belatedly.
Still, when others are trying to increase the number of implementations at the baby seed factory, where it is difficult to expand the production line, I am the one who makes the wives’ baby bags full of ready-to-use ready-mixed concrete.
If you look at the results compared to the amount of ejaculation, there is even a sense of delay. The name of the self-made sperm conglomerate must cry.
Do you have any resentment from the sperm sent to Niflheim in your balls?
But I didn’t throw it away after being a daughter, I sent it directly to the front of the headquarters, but isn’t it karma that I couldn’t pierce the contraceptive gacha? Even if I had stayed in the balls in the first place, it would have been a wet dream ending.
Honestly, even if I were a sperm, I would have been happy to die swimming in the fallopian tubes of beauties rather than living in a boy’s vas deferens and getting beaten up in boxer shorts. This is a part that Mendel also agrees with.
“Anyway… You did a great job, Fran. Thanks.”
While expressing gratitude, I stroked Fran’s stomach.
Her soft, pliable belly didn’t show the slightest hint of pregnancy yet, but she somehow knew that Franc had a precious life inside her.
“Ehehe. Don’t say thank you I am more grateful.”
As I stroked her belly and listened to her, Fran hugged my head.
“Ugh… Fran Maman… I love you… “
“Yeah~ Now, Fran has become a real mama. I love you too, Nor.”
“Teeeng… “
A bitter sadness that spreads through the heart with joy.
That’s probably because she’s no longer my only dream.
But a person becomes an adult when she leaves her mother’s arms.
A child will one day become an adult. Since no god can stop the flow of time, graduating from life as a child must be a wonderful inevitable human experience.
“… In other words, if my offspring later becomes independent and leaves Fran’s arms, Fran will become my own demon again!”
It also means that I will live the rest of my life as a baby, since I have no plans to leave Fran Maman’s arms for the rest of my life. Mmm.
“Ugh. What is this? Are you the husband? Disgusting.”
“Mr. Don’t poke your toe in the back of your husband. And give me the impetus. I’ll hang it in my room from decorations to frames.”
“Why don’t you make it a fucking heirloom, you crazy bastard.”
“Why should I pass on such a precious thing to my children? All I have to give to my children is delicious food, daddy’s love, overflowing money, aristocratic status, and personal connections.”
“What a true father.”
Anyway, it’s a very happy day. Tears just cover my face
“But Sval, what do I do with my authority? Shouldn’t such good news be foreseen at least a month in advance?”
Prophetess can’t foretell the future.
It’s like an idiot-like future prediction. Why isn’t this good news told in advance?
“Isn’t it because life becomes boring if you foresee all future happiness?”
“That too.”
Veronica who helps out with a word. I understand right away.
Being spoiled for life all the time? What kind of crap is that? Since it’s passive, it’s hard to dispel, so it’s pretty damn fucked up.
If that happens, I too will become a spoiled bitch who has fallen into madness, open a stall in front of the station, and flip the tarot cards to the tune of the eighteenth year’s mulberry trot.
‘In broad terms, not being able to predict a happy future would be good for my mental health.’
Wouldn’t it be absurd to eat the candy for one’s authority?
So, it’s only natural that the prophet always sees only a fucking future.
I nodded and looked at Veronica.
“But why are you reading other people’s thoughts like it’s natural for our attendant?”
“Whoops. Ever since I fell in love with you, I’ve been living with only you, so I can’t even guess at this much.”
Veronica smiled and leaned on me.
These days, when the curse of the clan has been lifted and the other bicorns have also melted into society and are living energetically, they seem at a loss for what to do with each day.
My husband, who went down to the bottom of the sea to break the curse and suffered a stroke, also warms a part of his heart. I chuckled and let out a big laugh.
“Heh. It’s a big deal. Our attendant will prophesy in a few more years.”
“Veronica. Your husband denies your identity?”
“From the beginning, my value is defined by my master.”
“Hey, you’ve blossomed on a bean pod. Every day, Lord Lord, Lord Lord, did you grow a flower garden on your head?”
Dana hates them as if they are feeding each other in pairs.
But my sister is in no position to say anything to Veronica. Humans were truly ugly creatures who did not know how to look back on themselves.
“I don’t think so. Anyway, even if you give some nutrients to the bean pods, they will shine more than dog hair.”
It was Veronica who pouted and picked up the dessert. Of course she is, but she is the only one who eats dessert in the morning.
Dana nodded her head willingly, as if that was also true.
“That’s right, envy. My hair, like yours, doesn’t get oily even if I haven’t washed it for a few days.”
“No, I told you! I’ll tell you what happened back then! Wasn’t it you who asked us to work all day and night for four days and nights, saying that it would be okay if we got a little less sleep!”
Hit by her counterattack, Veronica jumped out of her seat like a sore throat patient reading a collection of black history.
“At most, I met the master in a few days, but I couldn’t bear to see him face to face because my hair was so messy. … !”
“Isn’t that the problem with Mr. Eclipsis, who didn’t even take a shower in the middle of the day?”
“Yeah, you said you did! I showered every day, but I just didn’t wash my hair! If you have long hair, what’s the point of drying it for a year! I didn’t like the tempo of the research being disturbed!”
“Breaking News) Concept collapsed.”
“Aaaaa!!”
Aha. When I asked when, it was when Dana called me from the research center a few days ago.
From the perspective of the owner, who was a former slave in graduate school, I wonder what’s wrong with it because it’s only a few days. When I was a slave, I didn’t even take a bath for over 4 days.
Even as I thought so, I smiled heartily, like a dog owner watching puppies play.
“It’s fortunate that our idiot goddess duo seems to have gotten along even better.”
“That… It’s getting better, right?”
“Chinchins used to play like that, Tyrsi.”
If you spend all night studying and the filters in your frontal lobe and thinking center are cracked, and you work together, you’ll either become a duo of souls in the blink of an eye or become mortal enemies. Arm.
Nefertiti, who followed me and put her ear on Fran’s stomach, twisted her head as if she was suddenly curious.
“… A flower in a bean pod? Do beans even bloom?”
“Having bean pods in your eyes is an expression from the hometown of Norse, but beans do bloom. Oh? Come to think of it, it seems that among the bean flowers used for pension, there were some that nourished pregnant women… “
Tirsi puts her hand on her cheek and ponders while not answering.
Even though she’s an alchemist, isn’t she a potion major? She couldn’t even remember all the plants that weren’t used for potions. Because people don’t know knowledge that they have nothing to learn even if they spend their whole lives.
In that sense, the person who solved Tyrsi’s question was the most unexpected person in my family.
“Isn’t that Münnehar Bean? If that’s the case, Gorgalia is the country of origin♡!”
“Oh, right! It was such a name. The yellow petals were very pretty. Obviously used as paint or dye… But how do you know about such a rare reagent called Lalilura?”
Tirsi clapped her hands, as if recalling her school days, she tried to pretend to tend the plants, but she opened her eyes wide as if surprised by the lively answer.
Of course, so am I. Veronica and Dana, who were arguing and rolling around the living room, were also hesitant to stop, so it’s understandable how surprising it was.
“Aha♡! This is common sense. Münnehar Beans, Cliff Oats, Haeokcho and Hosik Bird’s Eggs! Aren’t they all famous foods that are good for pregnant women and their unborn babies?”
“I’ve never heard of it all.”
“Yes. Me too.”
It was a food ingredient that even mithril-class adventurers and cooking master Franc didn’t know about. I found a big point in Ralilura’s remarks and asked a question.
“So, why do you know all the foods that are good for pregnant women?”
“Yeah? That, that… “
Lalilura flinched as if her heart was pounding.
“What is that, Ro, it’s common knowledge in Romania even a 10-year-old child knows!”
“When little girls know what food is good for pregnant women, the country is in trouble, Lalilula.”
Tirsi, who is from the same country, shook her hand in a tone of ‘I don’t have that common sense’. Veronica, who was pulling Dana’s cheek, also made an admiring expression.
“Hmm. You are well-prepared too, Lalilura.”
“The Genius of Pregnancy.”
“Natural Pregnant Women.”
“Professor of Obstetrics and Gynecology.”
“… Sisters, aren’t the words a bit harsh? I want to shed some tears.”
It was a concentrated fire of affection that poured out to the junior who was preparing a white meal with kimchi soup. Larry Lura turned her head away pouting and rubbed her face against me.
“It’s fun~. What’s up? You might be able to recognize it if you care a little.”
“Whoops. I did find out. Even the plants of neighboring countries, which are difficult to know in general, are in-depth.”
“Yeah~ I’ve known a lot~. I searched for books or asked the primor madam with the mindset that someday I must give birth to her senior’s child. Her future hope is Countess Priscilla, the mother of her two sons and one daughter.”
As Tyrsi smiled as if she saw a hard-working student, Lalilura rolled her eyes and burrowed under her arm like a squirrel hiding in a hole in her tree.
“More than that, senior, shouldn’t this prepared attitude be praised? Is it okay to give extra points to such a lovely me♡?”
“You acted cute even though you were shy. A nasty guy.”
Patting her on the back for her unchanging foxy behavior, hostess Larry Lura gave her goofy dazed look, then raised her question mark and placed her hand on her chest.
Then she looked at me again and blinked her eyes.
“… There, old man. In the midst of this, what the hell is my heart doing when I am really happy that I have been praised? It’s my body, but IQ looks really bad.”
“You know that you talk about twice as much as usual, right?”
“A senior who points out such trivial things is minus 10 points. And when I saw him up close, he was handsome again, so I’ll give him a plus 200 points.”
“I’ve already earned 190 points, how do I use this?”
“With 100 points, you can purchase a one-time command ticket! Of course, if you want, you can pay in advance without interest♡”
“It’s like a children’s bank loan rate.”
As we do every day, after chatting with our stream of consciousness for a while, we decided what we would do for the day.
“Great. Frank, get dressed and get ready.”
“Ah, yes! You want to go to the temple?”
“Yes. You need to get checked out right away.”
I smiled as I kneaded Fran’s ear lobe.
A heavy-mouthed, competent specialist.
Because I already wanted a healer like that.
