Chapter 124 – 124. Ash Is Getting Fuller.

Ash’s stomach began to swell.
By the time 30 weeks have passed and 8 months have passed, it is ridiculous…

“Do you think it will explode?”
“What are you going to say to the woman who is carrying your baby?”

I threw out a word as a joke, but got scolded.
Even thinking about it, it was bullshit, so I listened to Ash’s nagging in silence.

Wouldn’t the baby in the belly hear it?
When shouting wasn’t enough, Ash urged me in a quiet voice.
So there was not much damage.

“A few weeks… There is no left.”

Every time I saw Ash, who became a full-fledged pregnant woman, I felt new.
It was the same with Bianca, and I started to realize that my baby was coming soon.

What kind of dad should I be
What more can be done in this situation.

Even when I was playing with Viole, I always thought of that.

Violet also grew up.
As much as Ash’s stomach swelled, Viole’s growth also accelerated.
I couldn’t keep up with the tempo of the young kids.

It would have been great if I had a camera.
This world regretted that.

Thanks to the novelistic permission, recording crystals developed, but it was difficult to feel emotions with them.
I really missed analog sensibility photos.

“Viole likes the warrior more than her mother.”

Bianca complained in a grudging tone.
I understand.
Violet liked Ash’s arms more than Bianca’s.

“It’s instinct.”

Ash is both a warrior and an angel.
Born as a human, Viole couldn’t help but be interested in Ash.
It was designed that way.

“Because even babies like pretty people.”

Ash never took offense at the baby.
Didn’t even scream.

From an adult’s point of view, Ash is a scary warrior and a madman, but from a baby’s point of view, she is a pretty, beautiful and kind older sister.
Any reason not to like it?

“It doesn’t come to me either.”
“… Anyone who sees it will know it’s Viole’s mother.”

Ash played with Viole in a full-term body.
Glen or Rachel’s only sibling.

Ash’s hand stroking Viole was full of motherly love.
It’s like she’s dealing with her son.

Bianca complained about that part.
It wasn’t serious, it was just whining.

She periodically plays with Viole.
Knowing that childhood is so important, she somehow made time for it.

Ash, Bianca, and me.
I did my best in my role as her parent.
Viole had two mothers for her.

The birth is slowly approaching.
It’s been 9 months since I heard the news of pregnancy.

Rachel would stomp on her toes now and then.
Whenever that happened, Ash called me.

“Look at this, can you feel it?”

She seemed to be bothering Glenn by saying she wanted to go out, and a smile bloomed on Ash’s lips as he muttered that.
I corrected my mistake.

“Because it’s Rachel.”
“Are you still not acknowledging it?”
“To have only two sons, that’s terrible.”

Son is good too
But if she’s a daughter, I think she’d be better off.

I don’t know why.
I have a son, so I wish I had a daughter.
It was a small wish as a father.

Ash did not listen to my wishes.
Because it was Ash’s wish that the baby in his belly be a son.
This part was non-negotiable.

The moment of decisive battle was approaching.

And one day, 9 months and exactly 22 days past.
Lying on the bed, reading a fairy tale about the legend of the hero to Rachel.
Suddenly Ash frowned.

“It hurts.”

As soon as I heard the voice, I instinctively recognized it.
Cold sweat broke out on her back.

“… I’ll call the midwife.”

Night, not morning.
While everyone was asleep, Ash complained of his pain.
The Countess of Glaros went to see the midwife staying at his mansion.

The midwife waiting for us stayed in a corner room on the same floor.
Even if it was a corner, I was using a room that was bigger and more spacious than the average room.

“Grandmother… ! Pain…”

As soon as I opened the door and entered, the midwife opened her eyes.
Even if you didn’t say anything, you noticed the situation.

“Come on, to the hero.”

The midwife, with her old body, walked almost as if flying.
I wouldn’t be able to run, but my walking speed was close to running.

“Whoa…”
“Hero, please be patient.”

Ash sat down on the bed and took a deep breath.
Some of the maids who manage the outbuilding were attached to help Ash.

The midwife approached the moon and carried Ash.
The maids helped Ash and walked to the room next to hers.
It wasn’t something I’d done once or twice.

They were skilled personnel who accepted the lady of Count Glaros.

“You need warm water, you need extra potions just in case, and ask the church for support.”

Since you can’t have a baby in the bedroom, a room set aside.
Washed cloth and bedding.
A place where Bianca disinfected the room with her own chemical method, and even purified all unclean energy with holy magic.
Ash’s heavenly spirit was also mobilized.

The midwife skillfully gave orders.
Her nanny and maids, who had been given the daughter of the count, eagerly followed her words.

“Men get in the way. Please wait outside in the hallway.”

Unknowingly, I tried to follow him.
But the midwife stopped me.

The only people who could help Ash were the midwife, her married maids and female priests.

Kik-. Thud-.

The door is closed.
She couldn’t even tell Ash what to say about her.

And screams were heard.
Ash’s moans of pain.
Similar to Bianca…

─ Aaaaa!

I waited at the door
Ash screamed.

Because it was Ash, that scream was horrifying.
It was Ash who would shake it off even if he was hit by a knife, as if nothing had happened.

─ Take a deep breath. You can’t be in a hurry.
─ What a deep breath! I’m dying of pain!

Despite her grandmother’s words, Ash managed to swallow her curse words.
In the past, she would have cut her throat with a holy sword.

‘You’ve grown a lot, Ash.’

It was exciting.

─ Ah, it hurts!
─ Slow down! Inhale, exhale!

The midwife led the birth.
He was leading the field based on his experience.
I couldn’t enter the room, but I could see the situation clearly.

However, the opponent was Ash.
Ash is fully charged with maternal love thanks to her baby.
Maybe it was because it was the moment the baby came out, so I screamed as if I was throwing away motherly love.

─ Aaaaa!
─ The baby is coming out. I can see the head. Little bit more!

It took quite a while for Bianca.
About 6 hours after the onset of labor.

Ash was in the mood to finish it quickly.
After entering the room for less than 30 minutes, he said that he could see his head, so it seemed like it would be over soon.

Lights were turned on all over the outbuilding.
In the main building beyond the hallway window, the lights were on one by one.
Ash’s scream was just as loud and awesome.

─ Aaaaa!

Maybe we should be proud?
Because I’m the only one in the world who pushed Ash this far.
Even the demon king who promised to conquer the world would not have been able to do this.

He turned his head away from guilt.
I rationalized it and somehow endured the time of endurance.
And not long after, I heard a voice I had never heard in the room.

─ Aaaaah! Aww!

The sound of crying because he hates the cold air.
Ash’s screams stopped abruptly, and words of congratulations exchanged inside.

Ash asked.

─ Is that your son?

There was urgency in his voice.
The urgency to be a son.

And the answer of the midwife that follows.

─ This is my daughter.
─ She is a very pretty princess who resembles a warrior.

The maids congratulated Ash.
In a situation where I couldn’t give birth to a son, I wondered if the atmosphere was too excited.
The maids tried to liven up the atmosphere.

I couldn’t hear other people very well.
Only one sentence kept ringing in my ears.

‘Daughter.’

It is a daughter.
It’s rachel
I beat ash

I burst open the door and went inside.

“Are you my daughter!?”

Even though they entered suddenly, the priests reacted immediately.
Holy magic poured into my body.
It doesn’t make any sense, but just in case.

Maids were washing the baby.
While pouring warm water on it.

My gaze was directed to one place.
Gender was confirmed without the slightest sense of guilt.
And clenched his fists.

‘Does not exist!’

There are things a son should have.
But the baby in front of me has nothing to do with it.
That means one thing.

Ash ripped her hair out.

“Ei-i-i-ik!”
“Oh, Rachel.”

Leaving behind the staggering Ash, I approached Rachel.
Even when Viole was born, his hair was missing a few strands.

Rachel had a lot of hair on her head.
It was her very black hair, as if she claimed to have inherited my blood.

Rachel mumbled, closing her eyes tightly.
He didn’t even cry and was calmly accepting the hand of the maids.

“…”

Emotions surged.
When she confirmed it was her daughter, she tried to make fun of Ash, but she couldn’t bear to let her words come out of her mouth.

“… You worked hard, Ash.”

Except for these words.
Ash, too, stretched out her hand to her with a satisfied smile.
It’s like she wants to hold on.

I held Ash’s hand.
The midwife hands Rachel over and hugs her.
I felt the joy of going crazy.