Chapter 21 – Chapter 21 – Flower Language of Roses (3)

When Hernán opened his eyes, Potty was sleeping soundly next to him.
She looked at him quietly and put her hand on her head.

Her headache was gone, her head was fresh she was herself but her mood wasn’t very clear.

Little did she think that the woman in her arms would not be her carine.
That’s how long she and herself have been together.

But lately, the number of days that are not like that has been frighteningly increasing.

“Hernan… ?”

Hernan’s embrace of Potty opened her eyes as if she felt the man holding her awake.
Hernan decided to focus on Potty instead of her Karine for a while.

“How do you feel?”

Potty has a slender body and even has injuries on her body.
I wondered if I had dealt with her too harshly yesterday.

“It’s a little sore.”

Potty burrowed into Hernán’s arms and spoke softly.

“But I still feel good, so I’m fine…”

It felt warm as her head touched her chest.
Her fluffy hair, as well as her hairy ears, whenever they brushed against her bare skin, was a tactile sensation that comforted her complicated mind.

“Are you still feeling good?”

Hernan asked in a more comfortable voice than immediately after waking up.
Certainly, the soft fur seemed to have a calming effect.

“Yes. I really… I like this situation now.”

It’s embarrassing to see her stammering and dragging her words.
She looked like this now, as cute as a small animal.

However, yesterday, when Hernan and her body were mixed, she seemed to be more lecherous than the dream horse Sharpie.

If Sharpie’s preference was purely for sex or lewd vibes, Potty’s lewdness seemed to focus more on the aspect of her reproduction.

As I thought about it, several thoughts started to come to my mind.

Could it be that Potty likes her so much because she is by her side when she is in heat?
Or did he really like the man named Hernán himself?

What kind of relationship will you have with Carine and Potty in the future?

Complex and unanswered thoughts strangely bit their tails and filled Hernán’s head.

Is this the time when those so-called men become wise?

Of course, Potty couldn’t figure out what was going on in her head, so she just kept putting her head on Hernan’s chest.

“Hey, Potty.”

Perhaps, at this rate, Potty will soon become pregnant.
Maybe he already did.

So Hernán hesitated but opened his mouth.
There was something they wanted to check before they got into a more complicated relationship.

“Yes.”

“Could you…”

I was worried about not asking until the end.
Especially seeing her twinkling eyes, she just wanted to spend this time without saying anything.

“Please keep talking.”

But when Potty whispered to her to speak, Hernán brought out what she was about to say.

“Do you like me?”

Silence fell over the bed for a while.

It must have been the time to become a fool rather than a time to become wise.

In that silence, Hernán put a new item at the top of his list of regrets and vowed never to ask this question again.

“Just forget what I said. I already have a lover, and it happened because the situation here is special… You said something stupid.”

Potty was silently listening to Hernán.

Hernán judged that she was increasingly unable to endure the unresponsiveness.
It was clear that if he opened his mouth any further, the words would be more like gibberish.

“Forties. Let’s get ready to leave now.”

Ernan got up first and put on the clothes he had brought after yesterday’s affair.
Forty also quietly ran a towel between her messy legs and packed her clothes.

It was time for people to come out.

“Shall we go out?”

“I… Hernan.”

At that time, Potty grabbed Hernán’s clothes.

“Why? Do you still have something else to do?”

“About the question…”

Hernan felt his face redden.
It was as if she was ashamed of everything that had happened yesterday.

“You don’t have to answer. It’s okay to just skip it.”

However, contrary to Hernán’s recommendation, she showed a clear will to answer.

“I like Hernan.”

It was a calm and clear answer.
Hernán asked more, puzzled by her uncharacteristic clarity.

“Hey, since I was imprisoned here? Could it be that you mix your body?”

Hernán poured out words that half-disturbed her, but Poti answered calmly.

“Ever since you first saved me.”

Hernán recalled when she discovered Potty.
She’s still in the party, she’s the one, she’s only herself and Carrie.
In the big city she passed by, she received a request to eradicate illegal magic experiments and visited the place.

It was a place where inhuman magic experiments were conducted, so Hernan and her Karine cleaned it up without hesitation.
And she was at the point where she tried to burn everything that was left with fire as requested.

“If Hernan hadn’t noticed where Sue was hiding, she would have been burned to death.”

“But we started the fire.”

“The fire was meant to, uh, destroy the laboratory, right? If the two of you didn’t come then, you were destined to die in the next experiment anyway.”

If it was cool, it was a great story.
But at the same time, it was an embarrassing confession.

The only woman in Hernán’s life was Carine, whom she had been with since childhood.
There was virtually no emotional interaction with other women.

But such a sudden confession.

So Hernán quietly changed his words.

“That… It’s embarrassing to hear that you fell in love at first sight after sleeping together.”

“I haven’t had a chance to speak in a while.”

Potty gripped Hernán’s clothes tightly and met his eyes.
It was an eye that had no intention of changing the subject.

“There was always a hero next to Hernán, and unlike me, the hero is a very high-ranking person.”

Forti’s mention of Hernán’s lover wasn’t a very nice move.

Hernan hardened her expression when Karine was mentioned.
It’s not that I don’t like Potty.
On the contrary, she liked her latest time with Potty to the point of embarrassing herself.

However, he and Karine had already promised to marry, and the time the two had accumulated was too long.
The more Potty digs into the relationship between the two, the more painful it will be for everyone as much as that long period of time.

Wasn’t it difficult just because the sharpie was already involved?

She opened her mouth again with regret at the question she had brought up on her bed.

“Forties. As you said, I am Carine’s lover. If you intervene.”

Hernan pointed to where she was hit by her carine.

“There will be scars like this again.”

At that time, the scars will remain deep in the heart, not on the body.

He thought that Potty might cry at what he said, and Hernán hardened his heart.

As Karine said, if you’re going to leave here, it’s only right that you don’t give your heart too much to other women.
The kingdom does not recognize concubines or mistresses, and even less so does illegitimate children.

Like the hero, she can be active only when she is the illegitimate daughter of the highest power.

Hernán silently waited for Potty to cry or say that he was too much, but Potty did not shed a tear or utter a word of criticism.

“I understand.”

“It doesn’t matter what will happen if you understand.”

On the contrary, saying that she understood made her even more distraught.
Hernán grabbed the doorknob to signify that he should leave.

“Hernan.”

Potty grabbed Hernán again and opened her mouth.

“As long as I am here…”

“Only while you’re here?”

“Here, in this room, you can have sex with Hernán as you like, and you can whisper your love to her. If I don’t go against the hero’s wishes…”

Hernan answered, remembering Carine’s cold expression.

“If you do this, it will only hurt each other more when you go out.”

“Don’t do it because of Hernan, if your heart hurts…”

Potty seemed a little resigned but spoke firmly.

“I like that too.”

As Hernan stood awkwardly, unable to find anything more to say, someone knocked on the door.
Thinking that he would appreciate it even if there was a monster standing outside, Hernán opened the door.

“Come out. Everyone is in the living room.”

It was Carine.
Looking back, everyone else was sitting in their usual seats.
Except for Sharpie, all of them had strangely hard faces.

When Hernan and Potty came out to the living room, the rice was not served, contrary to expectations.
While Hernan was puzzled, thinking that it was definitely the right time for breakfast, Sharpie put something on the table.

“Ah.”

Seeing this, Potty exclaimed.

“The cervix… No, it’s a pattern for confirming pregnancy.”

Hernán tried to put the word womb tattoo on her lips, but she saw Sharpie’s eyebrows raise and she quickly changed her words.
No matter how much I thought about it, the term Sharpie taught me was too vulgar.

“Come on, try it.”

The saintess recommended Potty to use it.

“Isn’t the saintess pregnant by any chance?”

Hernán asked if she saw Marina nor that she could be pregnant.
She did it too, though she did it once.

“Not Marina.”

The warrior replied coldly.
As soon as she finished speaking, her elf also opened her mouth.

“The saintess smells like blood.”

The saintess’ face turned bright red.
Hernán quickly turned her head to be considerate of Marina, who had her period come.

“Then it will be forty.”

The first time I slept with Forty, it made perfect sense considering I had successfully conceived her.

“Ji, can I try it now?”

“Write.”

The warrior immediately ordered.

Forty stood up cautiously and lifted her clothes.
When the brown bruises were visible through her clothes, Saint Shaphina gave her eyes of sympathy.

“Just put the embossed side on her belly.”

As Sharpie kindly explained, Potty rubbed the pattern on her belly.
Soon, the colorful womb tattoo was transferred to the belly and glowed.

Everyone paid attention to Potty’s belly with nervous faces.
In particular, Potty himself and the hero even had a spleen beauty.

Soon the light faded and the pattern was revealed.
The heart was full and unbroken.

“I am pregnant.”

The hero muttered dryly.

“Pregnancy…”

Hernán had prepared his mind.
But she was also shocked, though not as much as when Sharpie was pregnant.

She’s a child to herself again.
Also, the mother is different…

She didn’t realize it, but reality relentlessly pushed the facts.
The display of the number of people in the life guide opened by the demon king has changed.

[Current headcount: 6(2)]

Hernán made eye contact with Potty across from him with a complicated state of mind.
Potty had a happy face, but at the same time he was watching the hero.

Judging from the timing, this child was created on the day the hero left his anger on Potty’s body.

“Good.”

The expressionless warrior pointed backward, leaving only a brief impression.

“Let’s take a look at what the wizard’s special room is like.”

As soon as he finished, there was the sound of a lock breaking, just like a Sharpie.
As if they had promised, everyone stood up and passed the hallway.