149. Pregnancy Magic

149. Pregnancy Magic

“Who gave it to me? Freya did.”

I raised my left ring finger, showing the ring with its softly glowing green gem, and said. Perhaps because it was from my sister, the color was similar to my sister’s mana.

“Take it off.”

“Why?”

Claire made a very uncomfortable expression and tried to snatch the ring from my hand. I responded by pulling my hand back quickly, and Claire’s hand merely cut through the air. I said to her.

“My sister gave it to me. Why are you trying to take it?”

It’s wrong to steal someone else’s belongings carelessly. Isn’t that common sense? Claire put her forehead to her hand at my answer and then said with an exasperated voice.

“No… do you even know what a ring worn on that finger means?”

“Hmm… strengthening the bond between sisters?”

A ring worn on the left ring finger, what meaning could it possibly have? Such common sense quizzes were quite difficult for me.

Freya wouldn’t have given me this ring without thinking, and considering she was holed up in her room for a year, it probably means she wants to be close to me from now on.

It was a plausible deduction, but Claire’s reaction was cold.

“It’s a wedding ring?!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Why are you getting so angry? It’s okay not to know. Freya always kindly and meticulously taught me whenever I didn’t know something, but Claire is a bit impatient. Though I like that side of her too.

“So take it off. Or at least wear it on a different finger. You’re supposed to marry me, are you planning to marry your sister?”

“Hmm…”

I stroked Claire’s head. She would quickly calm down when I did that. However, this time, there seemed to be no sign of it. Claire was still huffing and looking at the ring on my left hand.

A wedding ring. So, does wearing a ring on this finger mean I have to get married?

Freya is a smart child. She wouldn’t not know the meaning of a ring worn on the left ring finger. Yet, Freya personally put the ring she made on my hand. She even put the same ring on her own finger. The meaning she conveys is clear.

But Freya knows that Claire and I are planning to get married. Even so, the reason Freya gave me this ring is…

She wants to marry me, doesn’t she? Overtaking Claire.

Freya wants to marry me, and Claire wants to marry me. And honestly, considering how she’s been subtly hinting lately, Priscilla definitely wants to marry me too.

All three of them want to marry me. They’re bound to fight.

… I don’t want the three of them to become estranged. I want Freya, Claire, and Priscilla to all be happy. If there’s a way to achieve that, I will do my best to make it happen.

And now, the way is clear. As I showed a look of realization, Claire interjected.

“What strange thing are you thinking about again?”

“We can just get married together!”

“… What?”

I just need to abandon the fixed idea that marriage must be one-on-one. Actually, if you think about it, taking multiple wives was quite common in the Middle Ages. Although my father only had one wife, my mother.

“You, Freya, and Priscilla can all marry me. Then everything will be resolved.”

“What will be resolved?! Are you an idiot?!”

Ah, that’s a word I heard a lot in my past life. It brings back nostalgic memories of the past.

“I can understand Priscilla, but not Freya. Are you planning to marry your own sister?”

“But if I don’t marry Freya, what about my children?”

If I don’t marry Freya, then on paper, Claire and Priscilla are mothers, but the actual blood relation is with my own sister, Freya. How unfortunate it is that the child cannot call their mother ‘Mom’.

If the family tree gets this tangled, it’s bad for the children’s emotional development.

And what does it matter if the marriage partner is your own sister? In a world where women can get pregnant and have sex.

Claire’s lips twitched as if she was about to say something, but after swallowing her words a few times, she finally uttered a short phrase.

“You’ll do it even if I tell you not to, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Sigh…”

I pulled Claire, who was sighing, up and hugged her tightly. If I wrap my tail around her too, it’s perfect.

We spent some time lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

“Claire, I’m bored.”

“Don’t touch my breasts like that.”

“What’s wrong with this?”

I would normally have gone out to hunt monsters today, but since I couldn’t and just rested, it was inevitable that I would be bored. I soothed my boredom by stroking Claire’s breasts.

… Actually, it’s more like a wall than breasts.

If I slip my hand inside her clothes and playfully poke her slightly raised nipples, Claire soon lets out a moan.

“Heeek… Is this fair?”

“Why?”

“I’m deliberately not touching you because you’re pregnant, so what do you mean by touching me first?”

I see. Normally, when we start touching each other like this, it’s an unspoken start to sex, but it seems Claire is being considerate of me because I’m pregnant.

“It doesn’t matter. I had sex with Freya multiple times yesterday, even after getting pregnant.”

“What?”

“Well. So… Freya said it’s fine even if I get stabbed with a sword.”

She said it was because I got pregnant through magic. Of course, that didn’t mean I could engage in strenuous exercise even if I could withstand a sword stab, which is why I didn’t go hunting today.

I tapped Claire’s belly and said.

“Want to?”

“If we can…”

Claire shyly turned and overlapped her body with mine. Above the thin dress, the sounds of two different heartbeats began to overlap.

“Yeah, Ugh…”

“Mmph…”

As Claire lowered her head, our lips met softly, as they had many times before. We mingled our tongues, and as we heard the wet sounds, we opened our eyes and looked at each other.

I rubbed Claire’s belly and said.

“I like that you’re soft, Claire.”

“You’re soft too… You don’t have much muscle, so where does all that strength come from?”

“Heh, because I trained hard. You did too, right?”

Claire and Priscilla didn’t just laze around in the North. Priscilla practiced magic with her mother, and Claire trained with her father. As a result, Claire’s aura activation rate greatly increased. She could now maintain a golden aura around her body for tens of minutes without issue.

Claire, as if to return the favor of me stroking her belly, stroked my belly in return. It was the place where the white uterine tattoo was engraved, slowly pulsating.

“I’ll get you pregnant next time, even though I’m late this time.”

“You can do it now too?”

“Huh?”

I tightened my grip on my left hand, which was stroking Claire. In response to my will, the ring began to emit a bright light, and when the dazzling light finally subsided, a golden uterine tattoo was engraved on Claire’s belly.

“Huh? What’s this?”

“Preparation for pregnancy.”

I clearly remember how to use the ring Freya gave me, the so-called pregnancy ring. It’s a simple tool that even I can use.

First, engrave a tattoo on the other person. You can do this by touching their belly and activating the ring. Then, a slowly pulsating tattoo will be engraved on their uterus, just like Claire’s now.

And after this… I heard that mana needs to be collected. The method is simple.

“Let’s have sex.”

“Uh, w-wait a minute…”

I lunged at Claire. Our positions were reversed, and Claire ended up underneath me.

Claire tried to say something urgently, but when I covered her mouth with my lips, she couldn’t say anything. And not saying anything means consent. I began to caress Claire without hesitation.

——

Meanwhile, Priscilla was listening to Freya explain how to use the pregnancy ring.

“So… it’s a tool to make the other person pregnant? Not to get pregnant yourself?”

“Yeah, you saw it yourself, so you know it’s unavoidable due to the principle. But it’s not much different, is it? It’s just that whoever wants to get pregnant wears the ring.”

“That’s true, but won’t that lead to situations where anyone can get pregnant and run away? Like ‘shotgun’ pregnancies…”

“Good heavens, why would you imagine such a thing?”

For Freya, who had only ever looked at her sister, such an imagination was incomprehensible. Freya continued.

“Anyway, Mom is mass-producing the rings, so you don’t need to worry. I’ll tell you when the time comes, so please get out of my room now.”

“Yes, goodbye!”

Priscilla was kicked out of the room by Freya. With the marriage issue, which had been a source of worry for the past year, finally on the verge of being resolved, Priscilla couldn’t hide her smile, even while rubbing her sore backside.

Humming a tune, Priscilla arrived at Skadi’s room and heard a strange sound.

-Hiyat?!♡

It was Claire’s moan, a sound she had heard many times before and was now familiar with. Priscilla grumbled angrily.

“What, you’re having sex already because I’m not here? We agreed to share!”

Thump! She burst open the door, and Priscilla forcefully entered and shouted.

“Claire! The tail is mine!”