“Somehow, I had a feeling that would happen.”
“…”
Was it a feeling or just instinct?
Lascilia recalled Lescale, who, for companions, had an unusually sensitive sense.
“I confirmed your return today.”
“I see.”
The sound of the closed door being touched softly was heard.
“I miss you.”
“…”
Instead of a reply, Lascilia swallowed dryly.
When she heard those words just now, she somehow felt that the marked area had become noticeably warm.
“But I’m not asking to see you. I know it’s not easy to see.”
“That… is correct.”
“If I see you, I’ll want to touch you. If I touch you, I’ll want to kiss you… So, it’s not allowed.”
The surroundings of the mark really heated up, not just her imagination.
With a bewildered expression, Lascilia covered her suddenly warm cheek with both hands.
This was the first time she felt such an awkward sensation.
“But I really want to see you. Desperately.”
It might be better to change the topic.
Lascilia chose her words carefully as she wiped her face with water.
“Ah… The shaman from Trinidad visited today.”
“What?”
Seeing the sharpened tone, it seemed he had no idea.
“Why? How? Why didn’t he call me?”
“There was nothing to worry Your Majesty about. He came as a guest, so I received him as a guest.”
“Suspicious person. Can he be trusted? If he came as a guest, he should have gone through Dekan or me rather than secretly finding you.”
“So, he came on his own. Horsed told me that he had left a tail. Now that he appeared on his own, he asked to retrieve the tail.”
“He must have promised to do that. You are a very lenient person… I don’t like it.”
Rather than sounding displeased, Lescale’s voice sounded more like a sulking tantrum. It seemed less about disliking what the shaman did and more about Lascilia not liking to fulfill others’ requests.
“Instead, he cast a divination spell for me.”
“What did you say?”
His voice became
“I said I would lead you to the answer I want.”
“I see.”
Swoosh.
The bathroom door shook lightly.
“Do you remember what you said? When you find the answer, you might feel the same way as me.”
It was a similar statement, but the tone was different. Lascilia smirked.
“When you find the answer, you might be able to have emotions like Her Majesty from that moment. It’s a bit different.”
“What’s different? It sounds exactly the same to my ears.”
“It meant that finding the answer is the starting point.”
“Why?”
Lescale grumbled.
“I knew from the beginning that you were my mate. Why should it be different for you?”
“Well… there must be a reason.”
“I feel like I’m waiting every day.”
Unfortunately, that statement might be true.
There was a significant time gap between him and his emotions.
However, Lascilia knew that her emotions were changing every moment.
She could only hope that the Emperor wouldn’t find out about this fact.
“If you find the answer, will I still look handsome today?”
Lescale asked a somewhat irrelevant question.
“… Why do you ask that?”
“To confirm. Ryan told me that it’s another measure of emotions. If I look good in your eyes, the waiting time might be reduced.”
“…”
Was the Emperor handsome today?
The answer felt a bit perplexing.
‘It seems I need to see your face.’
It meant things had changed. In the past, she might have casually evaded such a question.
But now, she wanted to check his face to give an answer.
In my eyes, you look quite handsome. So, it’s okay. Don’t worry. Your wait will be very short.
“I need to see to know.”
“Then look.”
“But I’m bathing.”
“… So what?”
“Wouldn’t it be better if you closed your eyes?”
“Ah… Fine, I’ll do that. They’re closed now.”
“Stay like that.”
Swoosh.
Lascilia stood up from the bathtub. The towel wrapped around her body was wet from soap. Lascilia, squeezing the lower end with her hand to remove moisture, walked to the bathroom door.
‘… Unbelievable. That I’m doing this.’
Why did she want to entertain such absurd remarks? Why did she even find joy in it to some extent?
“Now I’m going to open the door… I’ll close my eyes if you open them.”
“Okay. I won’t open them. Never.”
“Alright, I’ll open it.”
Creak.
The bathroom door opened with a somewhat shy sound.
The Emperor was sitting in front of the door. He slightly lowered his head towards this side, keeping his eyes tightly closed.
‘Now he listens very well.’
Lascilia began to scrutinize his distinct facial features.
With his eyes closed, the Emperor’s face looked like a painting. It felt absurd to say that he was a living, breathing person.
“Are you looking?”
“Yes. I want to think for a moment.”
The ends of the eyebrows drooped slightly.
“…Is it something to be concerned about?”
It wasn’t a concern; it was more of an appreciation.
“Well…”
Lascilia deliberately chose an ambiguous answer.
She didn’t know the reason. She just found this time enjoyable and wished it could last a little longer.
Ryan’s words might be correct.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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