“Ah!” I made a noise of surprise.

“What is it?” Raissa asked worriedly.

“N-n-n-n-othing!” I said, my body shaking.

Raissa… Pregnant… Pregnant… Raissa… Pregnant… Daddy… Dad…

“Deek?”

“Ah! I’m fine! I’m fine! Definitely fine!”

We were just faking it! Things might have gotten a little messy there, but… but… I didn’t have Pervert and it’s Decreased Fertility equipped. In short, I was at full baby-making power. It’s only been a few hours though, yet magic has already confirmed she’s pregnant. Wait… maybe… just maybe…

“You haven’t by chance had sex in the last few weeks or months, right?”

Raissa blushed. “I-if you must know, you were my first… all the way… like that.”

Crap! Wait, Deek, let’s think about this. It only just happened. In the old world, they had a morning-after pill. She didn’t need to stay pregnant. I could just casually give her something and then it’d all be over.

No… that’s not the kind of man I am. I let out a sigh. I got her pregnant, so now I have to take responsibility. Actually, I planned to take responsibility anyway, since she was my slave, but now I had to take responsibility for two.

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I noticed Shao looking at me with narrowed eyes. I stiffened. I definitely couldn’t let her know. Shao wanted to have a baby for some reason. I took it as joking initially, but now that I was a father, everything was different! It was possible that Shao really wanted a family. Maybe it was a way of coping with her past. She had a shitty family, so she wanted to create a loving family to show she was worth it… or something. Either way, if she found out she wasn’t the first, I was afraid of what she might do!

“A-anyway… I think we should all get some shut-eye. We need to wait for the next part of my plan…”

“We should all stay up. Who knows when Lord Reign will make his move? We should be ready.”

“Let’s drink to celebrate Raissa coming!” Terra suggests.

“Mm… I could use a drink!” Raissa smiles, reaching for a glass.

“No!” I slap it down, spilling it, and causing all the girls to give me weird looks. “Ah… we have to stay alert! Who knows what Lord Reign might do!”

The girls accepted that story, and I breathed a little easier. Of course, I couldn’t let the woman pregnant with my child drink! Ah, I needed to get multivitamins too! Where did you get multivitamins in another world? Have they invented diapers yet? They are probably the cloth kind. How do you deal with those? Do you just throw out a lot of cloth?

The girls could tell that something was on my mind, so they gave me some space and spoke amongst themselves, sometimes giggling or laughing over the conversation they were having. Meanwhile, I suffered a nervous breakdown in silence.

What do I name them? Will they be nobles too? Should she breastfeed? Maybe I should get a cowgirl maid. Faeyna’s tits are pretty big, maybe I should milk her? Can you milk an elf? Would she get mad if I tried?

These thoughts and many stupider ones ran through my mind until the wee hours in the morning. That was when the thudding of armor was heard. Lord Reign had finally made his move.