Ch.612″Child, when you were born, the entire base……” (2)

But that dazed feeling didn’t last long.

Once I realized that I too was becoming a mama… no, a papa, I quickly pulled myself together and decided to help Marian with everything that needed to be done.

And along with this realization, a new event message appeared before my eyes······.

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<Important Event>

<Marian’s Childbirth!>

<Details>

<Marian, the one and only leader(?) and reigning Empress of the Pirate Alliance, has finally reached the time to give birth!>

<Of course, if this news were to spread within the Pirate Alliance, ill-intentioned individuals might target the weakened Empress and her child.>

<Therefore, Marian has chosen to temporarily take refuge at your base, her husband’s facility, to give birth and recover!>

<Results>

<After ‘Marian’ gives birth, she will experience performance debuffs for at least one week!>

<A child born between Marian and you will come into the world. Congratulations!>

<Additional linked events may occur.>

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‘What is this, Pocket-Monster? Writing it like that.’

At first glance, the message seemed to trivialize an extremely serious matter by treating it like a game, which almost made me feel intensely annoyed.

But instead of getting angry right away, I took a deep breath and read through the message carefully, realizing it was actually conveying important information in a relatively straightforward way.

Given those reasons, I decided to convince Marian—who was insisting she could return to her Empress duties immediately since she was a superhuman and wouldn’t be incapacitated by childbirth.

I told her that resting for at least a week would be good for her, good for the baby, good for me, good for everyone—creating a world of happiness for all involved.

“Ah, I understand. If my darling wants me that badly… hehehe.”

“Uh… hmm.”

Though some strange misunderstanding had developed, the result was “All’s well that ends well!” so I was satisfied with the outcome.

After finishing this conversation, I decided to immediately send the heavily pregnant Marian to the base’s medical room to prepare for any situation.

However, there was one problem that neither I nor anyone else present had anticipated…

“Now then, Mrs. Pregnant Lady, go rest your body and don’t try to move around yourself. If you need anything, just call for it, okay?”

“Hehehe, understood~”

-Swish… drip drip, splash!

“Huh…?”

“Um, darling… sorry, but I think it’s coming now.”

“Wha-wha-wha-wha-what?”

True to being the Empress’s child, it couldn’t wait even the brief moment it would take to reach the medical room, breaking the water and showing signs of arrival.

Everyone present, including myself, Leonard, Jessica, and the rest, all panicked and scrambled around in confusion.

Fortunately, the base’s medical staff were more capable and quick than I had imagined.

“Medic!!! No, doctor!!! Physician!!!”

Within less than a minute after my desperate cry, Marian was immediately surrounded by dozens of medical staff in surgical gowns.

She was then carried off to the operating room—or rather, the delivery room—to bring a crying baby into the world.

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A little while later.

Although it had begun in a rather awkward manner, while our Marian was in the delivery room giving birth, I set aside all my miscellaneous duties.

I spent my time pacing back and forth in front of the delivery room (temporarily converted from the medical room), filled with worry.

The reason I couldn’t help but act this way was because Griyanar, who had come to help with the baby’s delivery, had shared some extremely shocking news with me…

-“Ah Commander, I came because the Empress said she needed help with the delivery.”

-“Griyanar, is there some kind of problem?”

-“You bet there is. To be precise, the Empress Marian’s body is fine because she’s a superhuman, but… the baby is the problem!”

-“…The baby?”

-“Yes, I mean, think about it. Marian is a superhuman, and a physical type at that, so she has an incredibly strong body.”

-“…That’s right.”

-“But the baby in the womb, how can a newborn withstand a superhuman’s ‘vaginal pressure’?”

-“…!!!”

Yes, about 20 minutes before I started pacing around anxiously like this.

Griyanar had arrived after receiving the call, and shared with me a conversation that people occasionally had before I was transported to this world.

After hearing that my first-ever child might be turned into “mush,” I simply couldn’t sit still as a father-to-be.

Of course, with Griyanar and the top medical staff attending, it was unlikely that my first child would return to the stars immediately after birth, but…

‘Haaa, damn it, I’m so tense I can’t focus on anything.’

Even so, the terrifying possibility that “if something goes wrong, the baby could be crushed to death” might be happening just behind that door.

I could feel extreme mental fatigue rapidly building up, despite not doing anything in particular.

But thankfully, as I was pacing at the entrance and fiddling with Jessica’s ears or thighs to somehow preserve my mental state, at that moment…

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<Event>

<I Am Born!>

<Details>

<In fact, due to the powerful physical characteristics of superhumans, there was a risk that the baby could be horrifically crushed by the mother’s body during delivery.>

<Therefore, it is usually recommended to extract the fertilized egg and grow it in a separate incubator.>

<Unfortunately, in Marian’s case, she was so busy that such measures were impossible.>

<Beyond missing the timing, she had already reached full term.>

<Accordingly, the medical team led by Griyanar rushed to resolve this situation and somehow managed to devise an appropriate method.>

<Surprisingly, this method involved applying a bioprotective shield with appropriate shape-memory restoration capabilities over the baby’s entire body.>

<This allowed for natural childbirth while preventing the baby from being crushed by Marian’s powerful muscles.>

<Of course, being hastily created, this shield wouldn’t last very long…>

<But it was sufficient for its purpose of preventing the horrific outcome of the baby being crushed or suffocated by vaginal pressure, so the bioprotective shield fully served its purpose.>

<Results>

<The babies have been born! Congratulations!>

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“Uuuuu… waaah! Waaah!”

“Uwaaaaang!”

“Whoa?!”

“Commander, they must have been born at last!”

Hearing the powerful cries of babies coming through the thin, translucent glass door,

I could feel my mind, which had been filled with tension and anxiety until just moments ago, rapidly stabilizing like snow melting in summer.

And with those sounds, as Griyanar emerged through the door looking exhausted, I immediately approached her, grasping both her hands to express my gratitude.

“Ah, I’m exhausted. Anyway, the babies came out safely…”

“Thank you so much, Griyanar!”

“Wha?! W-well, o-of course! Who do you think I am!”

Griyanar, whose face was covered in sweat droplets from the apparent difficulty of the delivery, looked momentarily stunned at my expression of gratitude.

She quickly regained her composure and responded with her characteristic boastful manner, as she always did.

But as I was nodding my head in relief at Griyanar’s response, confirming that the baby was fine,

I suddenly heard a strange word and tilted my head in confusion before asking Griyanar another question.

“Wait, Griyanar, ‘babies’?”

“You didn’t know? Ah, thinking about it, I guess it makes sense you wouldn’t.”

And according to Professor Griyanar:

“Congratulations, Commander. You have twins—a boy and a girl—born simultaneously.”

“…!”

And just like that, I learned that I had impregnated her with twins in one shot.