A few hours later, in the evening, the scene shifted to the lobby on the first floor of the Marquis of Kinnoa's residence.
As soon as Isaac returned from the mage tower, he found himself surrounded by Dominic and the demons.
'What the hell is going on?'
I scanned Dominic up and down as he stood at the head of the group. Something was stuffed in the front pocket of his suit, making his chest puff out more than usual. The demons were also holding various items in their hands.
'There's a lot of evidence that something has been prepared.'
I looked at the excited group, shaking my head. Isaac was no exception; he was staring at the group surrounding him with a look of confusion.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, Master. My wife. Isaac, I have some truly good news and some bad news. Do you want to hear it?"
Isaac glanced at Dominic and shook his head with a troubled expression. "I don't really want to hear it."
"Ha, ha. You'll regret it later!"
Dominic waved his hands as if to ask for help. ...No, let's decide how to say it. What if you just show all your front teeth and smile wide? It seems there is only good news. Isaac followed Dominic's gaze, leaned against the window, and turned his gaze toward me.
"Is that really the case, Mel?"
He winked and smiled at me. He seemed to know that I was being disarmed by that languid smile. Normally, I would have gone over there and confided everything in my heart, but today was different. This was very, very important news. I put my whole heart into it.
"Yes, if you don't listen, you'll regret it."
His expression suddenly became serious. After hearing my words, he seemed to realize that this was a truly important issue.
"Then I'll tell you the news."
Contrary to Dominic's trembling reaction, the Winter Moon Demon responded by shaking his head. "...Hmm, I don't think that's bad either!"
"Well, it's better than what I would say."
Dominic also responded surprisingly simply. 'You accept it so easily?' I cast a suspicious look at Dominic and the demons. They avoided my gaze as if they had been caught. In the meantime, Isaac walked up to me.
"Tell me, Mel."
It seemed a bit out of mood... I nodded briefly and then snapped my finger. Then, like a gentle large dog, Isaac bowed his head. I raised my hands so that Isaac's ears were close to my mouth and whispered.
"I'm pregnant."
At that moment, the demons began to play. As if announcing the birth of a baby angel, each of them blew a small harmonica. Why are they shedding tears while celebrating the birth of human life? Real devils, right?
And Isaac... He was staring blankly at me in disbelief. I was embarrassed and didn't show any expression.
"...Isaac?"
Even as Dominic and the demons cheered eagerly, he remained frighteningly calm. But I was surprised to see Isaac's hand. I've never seen his hands tremble like this, as he has always been rational. With trembling hands, he put his hand on my stomach, slowly, as if dealing with something fragile. His fingertips touched his round, swollen belly. The warmth from his hand made my body stiffen slightly. But it was Isaac who was more nervous than me. Anyone could see that his hands were trembling, and his breathing was even fast. After a while, he finally gathered his words and spat them out.
"Here... I have a child."
In fact, right now, it's just close to my belly fat... You just have to pretend that the baby has a bigger proportion. I'm sorry, baby. Forgive your mother for not having the courage to confess that she has a belly fat.
"...Yes, there's a baby in that belly, no, in that belly."
At my words, Isaac quietly hugged my shoulder, a little weaker than usual, but so that the warm warmth could be conveyed.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mel."
I haven't suffered at all, but still. I couldn't refute it. Strangely, his body seemed to have become damp, and I felt that his weak cry was transmitted to my ears. Moreover, when Isaac slowly pulled himself away, I saw that his eyes were red. I could even hear a small and emotional voice saying thank you to me. So I just nodded my head repeatedly without having time to say anything. It was the first time in my life that I had seen Isaac like that, so I didn't know how to react.
After finding out that I was pregnant, Isaac treated me like a glass doll. After learning that there was a high probability of miscarriage in the early stages of pregnancy, he seemed to have decided to pursue my absolute stability. Thanks to that, I didn't see anything but the canopy of the bed for a while.
But honestly, this is a bit good.
"Lying down is the best."
I happily enjoyed the feeling of being a lazy cat. Instead of me, who was lying down peacefully, Isaac read all kinds of books on prenatal education, parenting, and pregnancy, and invited lecturers to receive training. If there is one problem, the parenting and pregnancy-related classes he took added to his anxiety.
One day, while eating dinner, Isaac asked me with concern.
"I heard that there are cases where people die while giving birth."
"What's going on?"
I'm in good health, so it's okay, but before I could add that, the cutlery fell out of his hand.
"I think I was wrong."
"Yes? What is it?"
He muttered with a sullen expression.
"If I had known that pregnancy was such a dangerous thing, I should have used magic to get pregnant."
Aside from everything else, Isaac is pregnant, which is different. But not so much.
"...Still, I think it's better to do that next time. First of all, I'm pregnant now. I'm doing very well."
I shook him a few times and even smiled broadly to reassure him. Nevertheless, Isaac showed signs of restlessness.
"Still... I'm worried."
Considering the effects of pregnancy on a woman's body, it was something he could worry about. Moreover, it seemed clear that what he was worried about was 100% pure sincerity, because his complexion was too pale.
Of course, contrary to his concerns, I was living in an overly healthy and happy state.
"I don't have to worry about that. I gave you a potion that won't give you morning sickness today."
Thanks to Isaac, I'm enjoying my daily life peacefully without even knowing I'm pregnant. But even if I say this, Isaac will be worried! Before he could say any more words of concern, I raised my index finger and hushed him.
"I have something more important to say today."
I tapped the table and summoned Isaac, who was immersed in remorse, back to the real world.
"Isaac, let's just think about the birth of our baby."
Isaac, who neatly placed the tableware next to the bowl, rested his chin in his hand and looked at me.
"Do you have anything in mind? It is said that the birth name is usually made of something like 'strong' and 'mugwort'."
After all, Isaac was showing the appearance of a parenting expert as I thought. But 'sturdy' and 'sturdy' are too common! I held out the birth name I had been thinking about.
"How about 'Fat Land'?"
I narrowed my eyes and looked at Isaac. His expression aroused curiosity.
"...Is a person's name 'Fat'?"
"Yes!"
It was a gaze that judged whether my words were true or not. I grabbed the wine glass with one hand and said as if to declare seriously.
"You don't have to live too hard, but you have to live well!"
Mom and Dad have property, so as long as the baby is happy, that's enough! It was conceived in the sense that people don't have to live so hard. At first, he was skeptical, but then Isaac nodded lightly as if agreeing with my opinion.
"I hope our 'Fat Land' is happy."
That's how our baby's birth name became "Fat Land." We looked at each other and smiled brightly. I felt like a fat man was kicking my stomach. I can't wait to see our 'Fat Land.'