Eung-ae

The Bedroom, which I thought Limey would be guarding, surprisingly had someone else waiting.

…Not an unexpected person, though.

Rather, she was one of the most natural people to be in the Bedroom right now.

Yes, it was Claire, with her breasts exposed, feeding milk.

Seeing that her exposed breasts were more ample than I remembered, it seemed she had taken the Breast-enlargement Potion she had asked me for.

‘…How strange.’

Breast milk naturally came from my chest, which was originally male, yet Claire, a woman, had to take a potion to breastfeed.

If I told someone I just met, they’d point fingers and call it crazy talk.

Anyway.

Claire, while breastfeeding, looked… no less than the very image of a benevolent Saint.

‘That’s true.’

However, her image in my mind was more of a nagging person with superhuman strength and a strong libido, which is why it felt that way.

…Though she was indeed a true Saint, acknowledged by the goddess who appeared in my vague dreams.

Perhaps sensing my presence as I entered the room, Claire turned to look at me.

Her brown eyes, which had held benevolence, sharpened slightly.

“Where have you been, only just returning now?”

“Di-didn’t you hear?”

“When I came in last night, all I heard was that you weren’t here.”

Claire’s gestures while holding the child were gentle, but her eyes, looking at me, were sharp.

It was the same look I saw when we met again in the Capital and she split the desk in front of me in half with an axe.

‘Di-didn’t the others tell her?’

Anyway, I had to clear up Claire’s misunderstanding.

“I-I just briefly visited Her Highness the Princess.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes. I had something to give to those connected to the goddess-nim.”

“I see.”

At that, Claire’s eyes softened again. As I approached with a faint sigh, Claire smiled faintly.

“Still, with the children here…”

Claire, who had been saying something, trailed off and shook her head.

“Anyway, you came at just the right time. Ria seemed to want Mom’s milk too.”

“…Your words are a bit…”

I chuckled at Claire’s peculiar choice of words and lifted the child who was mouthing. It was Ria, whose silver hair was striking.

Her mother… or father? I don’t know.

Anyway, as if she had inherited Cecil’s strength, she was incredibly strong for a child.

Carefully, I held Ria, sat next to Claire, and put Ria’s mouth to my breast.

Ria giggled and began to suckle vigorously.

…To the point where it hurt a little.

When I looked at Claire with a sulky face, she looked back at me with eyes that asked, ‘What’s the problem?’

Then she smiled sweetly and said,

“Will you need treatment?”

“…No, there’s no need for that.”

Her ulterior motive was obvious.

As I sighed, Claire chuckled and moved closer to me.

Feeling Claire’s body heat next to me, I continued to breastfeed.

Since there was no particular conversation, only the sounds of Limey squirming and the two children feeding echoed in the room.

Glancing to the side, I saw Claire gently patting Lea’s back.

Her half-open eyes were emerald, just like mine.

…It’s a fresh realization, but it makes me think, ‘This really is my and Claire’s child.’

I patted Ria’s back, who had finished her meal quickly due to her strong suckling, and gently placed her on the bed.

At that, both children quickly fell asleep.

They say that at this age, all they do is eat and sleep, and it seemed to be true.

As I stroked her soft forehead and turned my body, Claire looked at me.

“Asha.”

“Hm?”

Claire, who had called my name, awkwardly scratched her cheek and opened her mouth.

“Could you… help me a little?”

“With what?”

Claire pointed to her chest and said,

“…The breast milk won’t stop, as if there’s still Ria’s share left.”

“Pfft.”

The suddenness of the topic made me cough.

Wiping my mouth, I looked over, and Claire, sitting on the bed, beckoned to me.

As I slowly approached, Claire supported my neck.

From my backside, I felt her firm thighs.

“…Seriously?”

“Then who else would I ask?”

“That’s… true.”

Though there were many people in this house, I was the only one who maintained ‘that kind of relationship’ with Claire.

…Well, it’s not like it would be any different with others, but still.

Claire exposed her breast as if it were obvious. Then she offered me the other breast, the one Lea hadn’t suckled from.

“Uhm…”

“What are you shy about now?”

“That’s not the issue…”

“Hehe… You’re cute.”

I sighed inwardly and opened my mouth, and Claire’s now-ample breast touched my face.

“Mmm…”

As the protruding nipple touched my tongue, a strange moan escaped Claire’s lips.

Feeling a peculiar sensation, I slowly… slowly suckled Claire’s milk.

Although I wondered if I really needed to drink it, being held in her warm embrace and drinking the sweet milk made such thoughts vanish.

Just as I was feeling the comfort of wanting to become a child like this.

“Ah… Asha, if you suckle like that, it feels strange.”

Claire’s voice brought me back to my senses, and I realized I had been swirling my tongue around without realizing it.

I thought, ‘Habits are truly terrifying.’

But… once I became aware of it, it felt difficult to go back to how it was.

‘Hmm… How did I suckle before?’

I couldn’t quite remember.

The more I became conscious of it, the more Claire’s strange voice came from above my head.

A peculiar voice, as if heavily suppressed, as if she was holding something back.

…I’m sorry to Claire, but.

Somehow, it was an exciting voice.

Come to think of it, wasn’t it always the voice I used to make?

Thanks to ‘that medicine’ or their special constitution… they rarely had a reason to make such sounds.

‘I don’t know anymore.’

It’ll work out somehow.

I continued to suckle Claire’s breast, drawing, drawing until no more liquid came out.

When no more milk came, Claire moved my face away and placed it on her thigh.

Claire’s face, which had been hidden by her breast, became visible.

It was quite red. Her breathing seemed a little ragged too.

Claire, who had been looking down at me with a flushed face, sighed.

“You seemed to have a lot on your mind, so I did it hoping it would cheer you up, but…”

…It seems my worries were obvious on my face.

Claire stroked my hair and continued.

“…Didn’t you get a little too into it?”

“Uhm… Th-that, sorry.”

“It’s fine. I did it because I wanted to.”

Claire, with my head resting on her thigh, said.

“So, what exactly is bothering you that makes you make such a face?”

After a moment of thought, I confessed about sending a letter home with Her Highness the Princess. Claire, who listened to my story, looked at me with surprise and then opened her mouth.

“If it’s about that, should I help too?”

“Huh? With what?”

“If I send a letter stating that you are still indeed Asha, wouldn’t that help a little? Just like with the Alchemy Association.”

“It would help, wouldn’t it…?”

If Her Highness Selina and Claire say so, I wonder if they could make me Asha even if I wasn’t.

“Then, I’ll send it.”

“There’s no particular need for that, though.”

Claire chuckled at my muttering and replied.

“For someone who says that, your face looks quite desperate.”

“…”

Claire says such strange things too.

If you say that, it makes it sound like I’m hoping for it.

“Well.”

I turned my body and hid my face towards Claire’s stomach so she couldn’t see it.

Her strong body scent tickled my nose.

Claire silently patted my back.

…Was it because I drank so much breast milk?

It hadn’t been long since I woke up, but sleepiness kept washing over me.

I eventually fell asleep slowly to the rhythmic strokes on my body. When I came to my senses, Claire was already gone.

Next to me, Ria and Lea, still asleep, were breathing softly.

Somehow, I felt like a baby.

I let out a deep sigh and went down to the Workshop.

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Days passed, and before I knew it, the day came for the modest Wedding ceremony as planned.

…Although it was called a Wedding ceremony, it was closer to a formality since we had already had a shotgun wedding.

And it was also the day a formal Title/Rank was bestowed.

They said there was no need to feel burdened, but it would be a lie to say I wasn’t nervous.

Since I hadn’t specifically invited anyone, it wouldn’t be bustling, but….

“Hoo.”

With a faint sigh, I looked into the mirror.

I saw myself with my hair tied in what is commonly called a ponytail. Perhaps because I was wearing a suit for the ceremony, I looked more solemn than usual, but…

Due to my appearance, no matter how much I dressed up, I couldn’t shake off the awkward feeling.

‘The two of them said they’d come in Dresses, right?’

Still, I was looking forward to seeing Cecil and Claire in their Dresses.

…Given that they were already pregnant again, a first night or a Honeymoon would be difficult, though.

‘Should I say it’s a relief we did it before my belly swelled?’

As I stroked my belly with a strange thought, I felt a very slightly swollen abdomen.

Whose child would it be this time?

…Or perhaps whose children. No, that seemed more likely.

Thinking about feeling that pain again made me sigh, but.

Seeing my Companions rejoice at the sight of the children to be born, it wasn’t entirely unwelcome.

“Aigoo.”

What can I do? It’s all because I’m too charming.

Cooling my face, which had somehow grown a little hot, it was about time, so I opened the door and headed to where my Companions would be waiting.

To become the new groom and new bride.