Problem.

    Calculate the feelings of a man who thought he had 100% accuracy, only to learn he hit two targets like a shotgun. (100 points)

    “Wait, seriously?”

    “It’s true, go in and see for yourself.”

    How could one night of sex result in two babies at once?

    Despite knowing Griyanar wouldn’t joke about something like this, my mental state tried to dismiss it as a joke as I entered the delivery room.

    And then immediately after.

    “Waah! Waah!”

    “Waaah!”

    “Ah, Commander, you’re here?”

    “Are those… them?”

    “Yes, they’re our children…!”

    Seeing Marian with an expression half joy and half awkwardness, holding two crying newborns in her arms.

    I felt an incredibly strange emotion unlike anything I’d experienced before.

    And perhaps because they were just born, watching the babies crying desperately to breathe…

    I recalled a famous scene from long ago, before I was possessed.

    “Marian, may I hold them too?”

    “Of course, they’re your children after all.”

    After taking both babies in my arms, I gently lowered my head to the boy.

    “Child, the day you were born… all the space pirates in the universe whispered your name.”

    “Huh?”

    “Um… that hasn’t actually happened yet.”

    “Shh, just go with it in moments like these.”

    After whispering that he would naturally inherit his mother Marian’s throne, allowing Marian to enjoy a happy retirement life.

    I also lowered my head to the baby girl who was wailing beside him, and carefully whispered.

    “Queen Never cry.”

    -Silence.

    “Commander, babies actually need to cry, you know.”

    “I just always wanted to say that line.”

    Making an appropriate joke to suppress the emotions welling up inside me, I turned to Marian who was awkwardly lying in bed.

    “Marian, are you feeling alright? Nothing wrong?”

    “Yes, I’d heard giving birth is supposed to be really bad… but I just feel a bit tired and lethargic? Nothing else really.”

    ‘So that’s how the debuff applies.’

    And as expected of an SS to SSS-rank superhuman, she showed no issues despite having given birth to twins as a first-time mother.

    I suddenly realized why Marian was lying in bed with that “awkward” feeling, and was reminded once again why superhumans are called superhumans.

    After exchanging some pleasantries and suggesting she should take it easy for at least a month to recover.

    “Oh right, Commander?”

    “Yes?”

    “What will you name the children?”

    “…Hmm, that’s an extremely important question.”

    After much deliberation about naming our newborn children…

    “Alright, I’ve decided.”

    “What are they?”

    “The boy will be Arthur, and the girl will be Mari.”

    “Arthur and Mari… Arthur, Mari… those are nice names!”

    Since giving children joke names they’d have to live with forever was one of the most detestable things one could do.

    I chose names that were problem-free and pleasant to hear.

    And just as I was about to enjoy the warm atmosphere after deciding on the names.

    “Now the baby and mother need to rest, so Commander, please leave now.”

    “Aww.”

    After being kicked out of the delivery room for the sake of Marian and the babies’ stability, a strange question suddenly occurred to me.

    “By the way, Jessica, I’m curious about something.”

    “What is it, Commander?”

    “Despite my impressive accuracy that resulted in dual-core implantation in one go, why didn’t you get pregnant?”

    “…Commander, you do realize that’s extremely rude, right?”

    Of course, Jessica looked at me with a fierce yet prim expression after hearing my question…

    But only for a moment.

    “Well, I used perfect contraception when I was with you, Commander.”

    “What? I never wore any protection.”

    “There are ways, you know? Hehehe.”

    As she lightly wiggled her blunt black rabbit tail while speaking as if it were nothing, ending with that strange laugh.

    Despite having filled her with enough white fluid to make her insides thick, I felt a different kind of strange appreciation for her steel-like womb that had withstood it all.

    Meanwhile, as Icarus and his subordinates were chatting about various trivial matters and celebrating the successful birth of twins.

    Within the Pirate Alliance, those who had hacked into the base communications of “Icarus,” who was considered the Empress’s biological toy, were delivering shocking news to their leader.

    “Holy shit, Captain! Have you heard this?”

    “What’s all this commotion about?”

    “That damn woman gave birth to children! Right there in her dildo’s base!”

    “…Is that true?”

    “Yes! We found out by hacking the Commander’s communications!”

    “Kuhuk, I loved you, you fucking bitch…”

    And the captain who received this news.

    No, the pirate admiral of the “Anti-Empress Faction” that kept growing like mold within the Pirate Alliance no matter how many times they were eliminated, upon realizing his first love was actually a pregnant woman.

    Recalling the ancient saying that a boy is reborn as a man after overcoming sorrow, the bushy-bearded man immediately decided to put their plan into action.

    “Gather all available pirate ships immediately! Now that woman is weakened from pushing out brats, this is our chance!”

    “Yeah!”

    “Yeah!”

    “Ah!”

    At the same time.

    —————————————–

    <Emergency Quest>

    <Stop the Assassination Plot Against the Pirate Empress!>

    <Details>

    <We have extremely critical news!>

    <Somehow, the base’s communications were tapped by pirates, and information about ‘Marian’s’ childbirth was leaked.>

    <Consequently, the Anti-Empress Faction within the Pirate Alliance, judging that Marian is defenseless after giving birth, is rushing toward the Commander’s base en masse!>

    <The problem is that the Anti-Empress Faction, believing this to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, has mobilized all available forces.>

    <The Anti-Empress Faction’s fleet size is estimated to be at least equivalent to the Xenovia Empire’s Punishment Fleet or larger!>

    <Objective>

    <Repel the Anti-Empress Faction’s large-scale invasion fleet>

    <Notes>

    <Unlike typical pirate fleets, the Anti-Empress Faction’s fleet primarily consists of relatively large, slow capital ships.>

    <Despite the dramatic description in the text, the actual fleet coming will be proportional to the Commander’s total fleet power.>

    <The Anti-Empress Faction’s fleet will not engage with fleets other than the Commander’s own fleet and hired mercenary units.>

    <Additionally, the Anti-Empress Faction’s fleet does not include ‘Armada’ ships.>

    <As this involves internal conflict within the ‘Pirate Alliance,’ unlimited mercenary units cannot be used!>

    <Time remaining until the Anti-Empress Faction fleet reaches the base: 1 hour 5 minutes 11 seconds>

    —————————————–

    “I can’t believe these crazy bastards.”

    “Wow.”

    It was truly absurd that such an event would pop up less than an hour after the birth of Icarus and Marian’s children.

    I finally understood why the event message about the babies’ birth mentioned a “linked event” at the end, and I was absolutely flabbergasted.

    Moreover, looking carefully at the quest now… surprisingly, there was only about an hour left until the invasion.

    And despite the message saying things like “Punishment Fleet level, but actually different,” Jessica tilted her head in thought for a moment…

    “Commander, it doesn’t specify exactly how it’s proportional, does it?”

    “…Oh no.”

    “It might be proportional at twice our power, or it might include the defensive fleet of Daedalus that’s currently docked at our base.”

    “Now that you mention it, you’re right.”

    When she suggested it might include the defensive fleet of our docked base.

    After doing some quick mental calculations, I realized something shocking.

    ‘Wait a minute, isn’t that more ships than the Punishment Fleet?’


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