Chapter 748

〈 Chapter 748 〉 Part 2, Chapter 6, Section 12

The hotel was pretty spacious.

“That’s the place, right?”

“Yeah.”

Yeouido Blue Wind Sect headquarters, Penthouse.

We refurbished a collapsed hotel and set it up as our base of operations, using the penthouse as my personal space.

Since we were in Seoul anyway, we tried to reserve that spot if possible.

Turns out some game company had already bought the whole building.

The building filled with memories of me and Shin-ra now belonged entirely to some guy, some company.

“Guess it can’t be helped, but there’s nothing we can do about it.”

So we found another hotel rumored to have delicious strawberry cake.

It happened to be vacant, and since money could get us anything, we entered the penthouse with top-tier service.

“I overheard people gossiping in the lounge. They were wondering if you’re some foreign princess or something.”

“Isn’t that just from watching too many movies and reading too many novels?”

“A couple dressed in hanbok walking into the penthouse? Hmph, it’s hard not to imagine all sorts of things.”

Shin-ra opened the curtains wide.

Though the view from Yeouido was completely different in direction, Seoul’s night scenery was beautiful in its own right.

“Um…you.”

Shin-ra uncharacteristically hesitated before speaking.

“We’ve seen enough of Seoul, and before resolving our differences, I want to use one cheat.”

“A cheat?”

“Yes. It’s a skill every heroine has…and at the same time, an ultimate technique that 99% of otome game protagonists can’t handle.”

Shin-ra placed both hands on her lower abdomen and smiled brightly.

“Pregnancy Attack.”

“…Is that even possible?”

“I’m a goddess; it’s possible. It’s always been possible.”

“You never mentioned it.”

“Isn’t it my style to withhold the most important information until it pisses you off?”

“…I’m getting really angry right now.”

Mostly downstairs.

“How can someone who’s never menstruated have a child?”

“If there’s no ovulation, there’s no need for menstruation. While I have the power of a goddess, my body is still human. But you know…even before we came here…”

Shin-ra drew circles on her abdomen with her hands.

As if something inside her organs was moving, she curled her lips.

“I ovulated before coming. Today is a dangerous day.”

“……”

I thought it was impossible, but apparently, it isn’t.

“…We’ve registered our marriage, so there’s no reason why registering a birth wouldn’t work.”

“Eh? You’re accepting this more easily than I expected?”

“It’ll help relieve the anger down there.”

“…Pfft.”

Step, step.

Holding the sides of her hanbok skirt, Shin-ra gave me a teasing smile right in front of the bed.

“Aren’t you curious? Whether a human can truly make a goddess pregnant.”

Just as Shin-ra said.

Since she came to reality, she’s never once been “pregnant.”

“There’s actually something I haven’t told you until now.”

“Whatever it is, I feel like I’ll regret knowing.”

“Pfft, consider it my consideration for not wanting to cause unnecessary pain in a young man’s life. Because…once we do this, our relationship will change drastically.”

Shin-ra slowly brought her hands holding the edges of her skirt towards the center.

Like Western nobles pulling their skirts to the side when greeting, she gradually lifted the front of her hanbok skirt, revealing her legs like a tease.

“Our financial situation has stabilized, and thanks to this contract, we’re in a stable position. So…I think it’s about time we start a real ‘family.'”

“Just the two of us should be enough, don’t you think?”

“The more, the merrier. More women would be good, more kids too. You’re not lacking in ability.”

“Starting a harem in real life would get you killed legally and socially.”

Games and reality are different.

“So what? We can take care of the kids ourselves.”

But Shin-ra just kept smiling.

Her skirt was already pulled up to her knees.

Her bare legs were as white and smooth as ever.

“Don’t worry. Nowadays, people even make money by turning parenting into content.”

“Didn’t all those monetization attempts fail eventually?”

“There’s always a way. Humans come up with all sorts of schemes to make money, sometimes even mocking the gods with their cleverness. Or you could call it human wisdom…”

Shin-ra’s skirt was now up to her thighs.

“Anyway, you can keep living like this. But how you address me will change. Not ‘me,’ but…someone calling you ‘Dad.'”

“Already decided on the baby’s name?”

“If it’s a boy, he’ll just be called ‘Taiyang.’ If it’s a girl, we’ll take it from Amun-Ra and call her ‘Ara.’ Pfft.”

“If your last name is Kim, it’d be ‘Kim Taiyang’?”

The name “Kim Taiyang” would fit perfectly in those “Worst Child Names Ever” lists floating around online communities.

“…So, you’re okay with being called Dad by Taiyang?”

“Would it even be possible?”

My mouth went dry.

Not just because Shin-ra’s hanbok kept rising, but because what she was saying seemed genuinely “possible.”

“It’s possible. I am a goddess, after all. How many gods in mythology married humans and had children?”

“That’s unrelated to you, isn’t it?”

“Mythologies are all the same anyway.”

Swoosh.

Shin-ra stopped.

The edge of her skirt barely covered her groin, and Shin-ra tilted her head back with a twisted smile.

“What will it be? If you want to stay as ‘you,’ I’ll lower it. If you want to become Taiyang’s dad, I’ll lift it.”

“…There’s no choice here. This isn’t something that should even be left to choice.”

Has the time finally come?

I pulled out something I’d hidden in my coat.

“Guh.”

A cube-shaped object.

An exact replica of an in-game item, the hexahedron cube made Shin-ra visibly wince.

“Why did you pull that out all of a sudden?”

“Just watch.”

I pressed the large eye embedded in the cube as if activating it.

With a ‘click,’ the seal on the cube was broken.

Sssshhh.

Something incredibly special, beyond modern technology.

After personally asking Ha Sun-tae, he managed to create one for me.

Swish.

The small hexagonal case opened like a mimic.

“I know you hate formal events, but if you’re on Earth, you should follow Earth’s rules.”

“…Who actually likes these kinds of things?”

Shin-ra extended her left hand while still holding her skirt.

“Don’t kneel. Stay as you are.”

“As you wish.”

I took a small ring from the case.

Perfectly sized for Shin-ra’s fourth finger, a very special piece adorned with a blue gem on silver.

“In the future, I’ll have to call you something different. Is that alright?”

“What will you call me?”

“Someone’s mom.”

“……That’s quite an exciting title.”

Swoosh.

I slipped the ring onto her finger.

“Pfft, why are you trembling so much?”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Of course it is.”

Shin-ra smiled knowingly and looked up at me.

“…Getting pregnant with a human child means giving up all the authority and power I have as a goddess.”

“What? Are we talking about some kind of sync rate here? If you lose magic power…will you be okay?”

“Ah, it’s just a metaphor. My actual magic won’t disappear, so don’t worry. It simply means…a goddess becoming one man’s wife. No longer an object of worship.”

“That seems like something we can figure out as we go along, doesn’t it?”

Shin-ra chuckled softly and half-closed her eyes.

The signal.

“…When we left, didn’t you ask me to pick out underwear for you?”

“I did.”

“And you told me to pick whatever turned me on the most?”

“I did.”

“…Do you want me to lift the rest?”

Shin-ra handed me the end of her skirt with her left hand.

Curious to see what awaited beneath, I lifted the skirt.

“…Wow.”

“Does it turn you on?”

“Extremely.”

Who knew lingerie could harmonize so well with hanbok like this?

The name of that lingerie? Apparently, it’s called “no panties.”

“Shin-ra.”

I lowered the skirt and took a deep breath.

“I can’t hold back anymore.”

And with that, I swept her into my arms and threw myself onto the bed.