Chapter 6 - Chapter 6

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 6

Chapter Title: Plenty of Nutrients for Birthing a Good Skill (2)

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I mulled it over.

Honestly, if I saved up P and picked survival skills, I could go into dungeons too.

But that wouldn't be making proper use of my Reproduction ability.

The quests didn't give a damn about me going into dungeons—they were all about impregnating women, giving birth, that kind of bullshit.

No matter how I looked at it, strengthening pregnancy or reproduction abilities and leeching off women while knocking them up seemed like the right play when I summed up my gaming life.

The problem was my pregnant "wife"... had taken the seed and bolted.

It had already been over 40 hours.

I'd desperately liked her Huntergram SNS photos since I had no other way to contact her, but no reply came.

There was the surefire option of a DM, but I wasn't some clueless shut-in otaku without any social sense—I wasn't a total idiot.

It wasn't easy to pull the trigger on something that could get me blocked instantly and slapped with a lawsuit.

"At least I had that 200,000 won..."

I was killing time on the Hunter Gallery, happy as a clam, eating delicious food bought with the 200,000 won I'd wheedled out of Kang Hana the day before yesterday.

Honestly, there was no sweeter life than this.

No worrying about dungeons from my room, just gallery scrolling, endless content ocean on Nutube, eat, sleep.

The one fatal flaw was no sex—but now I'd fixed that.

If I tweaked things just a bit more, I could live a truly happy life.

Becoming famous as a hunter sounded nice too.

But my top priority was living easy with pretty girls and sex.

"Maybe I should DM her."

In the end, that's where my thoughts led.

I had to follow the Pregnancy Support Program quests.

P was essential to my path to happiness.

Whether making money or becoming a hunter.

I needed P for anything.

Time to man up and send that DM.

The moment I steeled myself.

Ding-dong—

The doorbell rang.

"Huh?"

Delivery had already come and I'd eaten.

No one visits during the day.

Kang Hana had left for a dungeon.

"Jehovah's Witnesses maybe."

Aside from church folks spreading the good word, no one would come, so I pretended not to be home.

Tromping out to the living room was unimaginable for a basement-dwelling NEET.

But the doorbell rang again.

Ding-dong—

Ding-dong—

Pressing it nonstop despite no one being home meant they knew someone was.

Goosebumps prickled my skin.

"What the fuck."

I tiptoed on the balls of my feet down the hall to the living room and checked the intercom.

"...Huh?"

A familiar face stood there shyly.

Black hair.

Big eyes.

Small face.

Im Hyeji, head bowed diagonally to avoid the camera, pressing the button with slender fingers.

"...Why's she here?"

I rushed over and flung open the door.

No mistake.

Im Hyeji stood there, bundled up tight despite the autumn weather.

She fidgeted in place.

"Come in."

This time, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.

There was a slight resistance unlike before, but she followed.

As she naturally headed for the bedroom, Im Hyeji grabbed me this time.

"In... in the living room... please."

"Oh yeah? Living room...kinky tastes, huh?"

"No! I mean... I came to talk."

"Ah... right. Living room it is then. No one's home."

She slipped off her long padding coat, revealing jeans and a knit sweater—Im Hyeji looked stunning.

The curves showing through the thick knit and the hip-hugging jeans made me swallow hard.

Clingy clothes were great, but there was something about this teasing allure that sparked the imagination.

Catching my blatant stare, she sat on the sofa and covered herself with the coat.

I sat beside her, leaving a little space.

I didn't know why she'd come, but no need to rush.

Plenty of time left, and her coming here first meant she wasn't totally uninterested in me.

Even if it wasn't purely sexual.

"You here to see me?"

"...Yes. Ever since... that day, my body's felt weird."

Im Hyeji spoke to me like a confession, her voice trembling.

Her mouth worked silently—she could barely get the words out.

"Because you're pregnant?"

"...Because of you, right, oppa?"

"Yeah, my ability."

"...Why..."

"Why?"

"Why me..."

Her hands shook.

I could see the fear—no one to tell about this first-time phenomenon.

But I had to handle this right.

The moment responsibility shifted to me, I was screwed.

"I thought you seduced me. You stuck your tongue in first, grabbed my dick first, begged me to put it in."

"..."

She hadn't begged exactly.

But in that moment, no one was rational enough to remember details.

"And it's not a real baby, it's a skill, so no big worry. Actually, it's good for you, right? You're the first, but pregnancy gives a skill—at least SS-rank, so I should be thanking you."

"..."

I went full confident.

Not wrong anyway.

I'd prayed every night before bed, begging to awaken.

Of the 5 million awakened hunters, the remaining 47.5 million normals were desperate for it.

And awakened hunters?

If they got trash skills, they prayed for additional awakenings for something better.

In that sense, my skill-impregnating ability was straight SSS-grade by rank.

Hell, SS at least.

No telling what it'd be, but higher than Im Hyeji's current skills.

"Th-that's not what I wanted!"

"I know. You were just in heat and came onto me. But what can ya do? Turns out I have that ability."

"...What... do I do?"

Im Hyeji asked in a trembling voice.

I gave her a clear answer.

"Just give birth. It's not a real kid anyway. Pop it out and use it well. I won't ask you to marry me or anything."

"It's not that... I have morning sickness. My chest feels queasy."

"Oh?"

That's when I realized why she'd come.

I vaguely recalled skimming that random tip.

Tip 5 or whatever.

Sounded ridiculous, but it was real.

Why morning sickness for a skill pregnancy, not a baby? But maybe it was a good thing.

Because Im Hyeji had come to me on her own two feet.

I smiled.

I closed the gap I'd left and scooted right up beside her.

Snatched her long coat and dropped it on the floor.

She flinched cutely, but I gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into my embrace.

"..."

"How's it now?"

"...Now... it's okay, but..."

Of course it was.

No clue on the mechanics, but the tip said it'd be fine next to me.

"It's my ability. You'll need to stay by my side until the skill's born to avoid morning sickness."

"..."

She looked incredulous, but didn't deny it felt better now.

She wasn't pushing me away—that was victory enough.

Her chest pressed against mine through the knit.

Side-hug meant no lower contact, a shame, but I wasn't impatient enough to scare off fish that swam in on its own.

Had to cook it slow.

I'd tamed her once via pheromones—not true domestication.

Pheromones again wouldn't cut it.

From now on, make her come to me willingly.

"Haa..."

A soft sigh brushed my ear.

Not dissatisfaction—a long exhale of relief as discomfort faded.

"Better, right?"

"...Yes."

She hated admitting it, but it really felt good.

At first, she'd tensed up when I hugged her, twisting away slightly, but soon her face rested on my neck, weight on my chest.

Sigh... sigh...

Her breaths evened out, growing deeper.

Languor spread to me too.

"Tired?"

"...Couldn't sleep. Chest felt tight, kept dry-heaving..."

"Severe morning sickness type, huh. Gonna be rough when you have a real kid later."

"..."

No idea if that linked to real pregnancy, but I toed the line, narrowing the emotional distance bit by bit.

I took her hand, awkwardly on my thigh, and stood.

"Let's go to the bedroom."

"...!"

Her eyes shook with unease.

Smiling at her obvious reluctance, I said,

"Don't make me feel bad. What's with that look? No matter how pretty you are, you were the one who fucked me. Just gonna hold you so you sleep well, no worries."

"..."

Her seated resistance melted as she stood.

Did I have a talent for this?

She hesitated at my bedroom door, recalling days ago, but entered.

My room, dim even in daylight.

I lay on the bed first, arms spread.

Im Hyeji lay awkwardly beside me.

I pulled her neck onto my arm, cradling her close.

"Eung..."

She nestled perfectly into my chest, crown of her head visible.

I hugged tight, leg over her hip, pelvises pressed.

Perfect lovers' pose.

But true to my word, nothing more.

No dick-rubbing, no major contact.

Her rigid body soon melted, soft breaths escaping.

"...She's pretty, damn."

Even sleeping with eyes closed, she was beautiful.

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