Chapter 45 : Interlude – Planning for the child

Chirp chirp.

Opening my eyes, I woke up greeted by birdsong and bright morning sunlight.

-Throb.

“Ah…”

Letting out a natural groan, I caressed my lower back.
My lower body was damp, covered in a smooth liquid.

The bed wasn’t dirtied.
Because I slept on the floor.

It wasn’t unusual.
Neither engaging in intense relations with Caspar, nor sleeping on the floor without cleaning up afterwards.

But, today was different.

“…Pregnant. I am Pregnant.”

An intuition struck me.
That soon, life would stir within my womb.

It’s a joyous occasion.
The child of the sole master of my life, my beloved.
Thinking that the fruit of our love had finally formed filled my heart with overwhelming emotion.

I crawled towards the still-sleeping Caspar.
Then I tidied my somewhat disheveled hair, brushing it aside.

Smooch.

“Hehe. Haa… Thank you, truly. My dear husband. I love you.”

Gently kissing the still-sleeping Caspar’s face, I smiled.

How happy a person I am. And how fortunate.

These days are perfect beyond compare.
Since I can see Enhen soon too, there’s nothing weighing on my mind anymore.

“Mmm. Need to tidy everything up before Caspar wakes. Haaam.”

Stretching, I yawned slightly.
My body ached all over, but chores must be done.

The room was quite messy, lots of things to tidy up.
Restraints that bound my body, objects modeled after male genitalia, various tools and clothes were scattered about.

If Caspar saw this, he’d surely regret it.
Was this called ‘post-nut clarity’?

Though Caspar was the one who used them wildly in fun, and I was the one subjected to it, a small part of me wondered why I was the one cleaning up…

Yes. I can’t possibly ask my husband to do such trivial housework.

***

Tap tap.

I looked at Caspar with sparkling eyes.

Right now, I wore a crop top and dolphin shorts, clearly revealing my belly.
It was a belly with slight definition and softness.

Tap tap.

“Yes. Caspar. How do you feel?”

A mischievous smile bloomed on my lips.
I kept tapping my belly as if emphasizing it, looking at Caspar.

“…Nice.”

At his simple response, I pressed him further.

“Don’t be like that. Tell me in more detail. So… how does it feel, having gotten me pregnant?”

‘I am your wife.’

‘Your possession alone, your female alone.’

Asserting that, I showed off my body more.
Stretching fully, revealing smooth limbs and pertly raised breasts.

“Heehee, nice, right? Huh? You too, are really lucky. You get to use a pretty and submissive woman like me freely.”

Eventually, Caspar couldn’t resist and lifted me into his arms.
The posture commonly called the princess carry.

“Right. Feels damn good. Agathe. Though I don’t particularly agree that you’re submissive, I am indeed lucky.”

Then, calmly stroking my body, Caspar looked at my belly with a strange gaze.

“But. Pregnancy isn’t confirmed yet, is it? I don’t know much about that side, but I heard it’s difficult to be certain of pregnancy after just one night.”

Hmph.

‘I’ve prepared for something like that. I don’t remember exactly when, but probably around the time I lost my mind and played with dolls.’

“…Just. A woman’s intuition.”

But I couldn’t possibly say that to Caspar.
Smiling ambiguously, I entrusted my body to him.

Caspar didn’t say anything else and accepted my words.

“Right. If you say so. Well, considering how much I put in, pregnancy is probably natural. Anyway, really…”

He hesitated for a moment.
As if reluctant to utter the word.

“I’ve become, a father. To be responsible for a child. Feels strange. Or maybe two.”

Twins. Unfortunately, that’s not it.

“I will give birth to twins too, but not right now. Because I set it that way. Ah, I didn’t specifically decide the gender though.”

‘Preferably, I’d like the firstborn to be a son to clarify the succession. Still, that felt like crossing a line. Isn’t it? Deciding a life according to my whims.’

“It sounds like… magic bordering on the forbidden.”

As if thinking the same thing as me, Caspar looked slightly uncomfortable.
I smiled wryly and replied.

“Already. Crossed the taboo long ago. Went far beyond, then came back.”

What happens when a completely mad human gains power can be seen from the deeds I committed in the past.

“…What on earth did you do back then?”

“I don’t particularly want to recall those times. I can’t tell you either. Even if you ordered me to.”

At my firm resolve, Caspar nodded.
Without saying anything, he just held me tight.

“…”

Feeling my chest being compressed, I squirmed uncomfortably.
Not used to this.

And. I’m not wearing a bra right now, so it’s touching a bit.
Um, the tip of my breast.

“Ca-Caspar. It’s okay. Now. Yes. There’s the baby too. Now.”

…Right. There’s the baby too, now.

Not a mere fantasy I imagined, but my real baby.
The fruit of love.

Though I mentioned the baby to comfort him, I think I was comforted more by my own words.

I smiled faintly.

“Mmm. When the baby is born. Should I use polite language again?”

‘Though I mix informal and polite speech now. Wouldn’t polite language be better for the child’s emotional development?’

‘Of course, I don’t want mutual honorifics. I can’t possibly receive polite speech from Caspar.’

“Hmm. I don’t really know, but. Wouldn’t using polite language actually be bad for emotional development? Maybe not for you, but I don’t want to instill patriarchal ideas even in our child.”

I tilted my head.

“Yes. Certainly, if it’s a girl, it might be a bit much. She shouldn’t be submissive even to strange men, so additional education would be needed in that aspect. But other than that, doesn’t it matter?”

‘First, having inherited my and Caspar’s genes, our child is bound to be born arrogant no matter how they’re educated. I act like a meek lamb towards Caspar now, but that’s because I went through something huge enough to change my fundamental nature, and remnants still remain. Even if I forcibly teach modesty by using polite language to my husband in front of the child, it probably won’t change that much. This is something I felt while raising Enhen too. Though I tried desperately to keep her away from Caspar, they eventually became friends at least.’
“Right. If it’s a girl, for suppressing tendencies, I can understand. Then what about a boy? Wouldn’t he become even more arrogant?”

I chuckled softly.

“That’s why it doesn’t matter. Men can be arrogant. They might date multiple women because of it. Might even build a harem.”

‘I’m serious. I don’t care if I’m criticized for saying one thing and doing another. If Caspar took a concubine, my heart would break, but if it’s my child, it doesn’t matter much. I feel a bit sorry for future daughters-in-law, but wouldn’t being my son’s concubine be better than marrying some mediocre man? So isn’t it beneficial from a utilitarian perspective?’

“…Well. We don’t know if it’s a son or daughter yet though.”

‘Not exactly Schrödinger’s cat. Except using a womb instead of a box, it’s similar.’

“It’s okay. I don’t mind son or daughter. Hmm. Still, your statement is a bit shocking. Reminds me of how you used to say men who seduce multiple women should all be impaled and killed.”

…Talking about my immature past, why keep bringing it up?

Turning my slightly flushed face away, I shrugged.
As if asking, ‘When did I ever do that?’ Brazenly.

“You said you wanted a large family? Then this way would be better. Faster than me giving birth one by one. If I have about 10, and each of those 10 has just 10, that’s already over 100.”

‘Though I don’t want to force my daughter to give birth to 10 like me, if the sons try hard, the average might be similar.’

“…I didn’t wish for that much though.”

Despite saying that. Caspar didn’t seem displeased.

No. Actually, he looked quite pleased.
Because ‘large family’ was a phrase that stimulated Caspar’s romance.

“More importantly. Agathe. Are you feeling okay?”

Changing the subject? Not bad.

“Heh. Why worry already? It’s probably not even a zygote yet. And besides, I’ll likely be pregnant continuously for the next 10 years anyway, so no need to go easy.”

I blatantly revealed my smooth abdomen and smiled suggestively.

But Caspar shook his head.
He looked slightly hesitant to speak.

“No. Not that. Um, last night.”

“Hm? Ah, aaah… That.”

I blinked. Ah, right. There was that too?

Hmm. Well, my body aches all over, especially my lower back and lower body, but. This much is whatever.

“Since the purpose was pregnancy, we didn’t do such peculiar plays. The backside is still fine. Want to use it now?”

“…No, thanks. Seeing you now, you seem even more eager.”

‘That’s a bit unfair.’

‘It’s not like I’m some succubus obsessed only with s*x.’