Chapter 8

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 8

Chapter Title: Preventing Morning Sickness with a Mouthful

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Im Hyeji's eyes were dead serious.

Not the look of someone in love ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with me or anything like that. It was pure determination—she'd gladly handle my dick if it meant escaping this agony.

"Hurry... cum, please cum."

That's why Im Hyeji, who had zero experience with guys besides me, squeezed her eyes shut and awkwardly stroked my cock, servicing me with all she had.

I got greedy.

It was right there.

I wanted to press my dick right up against her lips while she stroked me on the bed, eyes locked on it.

Pre-cum was drooling out, and her hand was gliding so softly along the shaft, slurping it up with those slick sounds.

The greed escalated to wanting her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to take it in her mouth.

But I glanced at Im Hyeji's face.

Eyes clenched shut, not from pleasure.

No pheromones this time, so it made sense.

I decided not to push my luck.

This could backfire on me.

Hell, I probably could shove it in her mouth if I really tried.

But this had to stay strictly as my "help to prevent morning sickness." Mixing in my own desires would ruin it.

She wouldn't come to me next time she was suffering.

Who knows what situations would pop up after the skill was born? I'd just scare myself thinking ahead.

"Haa."

What weighed heaviest was that I didn't even think, Screw it, I need that blowjob.

Her clumsy touch only made my cock throb harder.

I was about to blow any second.

No video, no audio.

Guys don't usually cum from a girl's hand that easily.

Even with my lack of experience, I'd trained it my whole life with rough strokes, so weak, uncontrolled touches couldn't get me off.

But the sight in front of me.

A frail beauty on her knees, forcing herself through the disgust, carefully working my cock with both hands. How could that not turn me on?

How could I coax her into taking it in her mouth for a proper suck?

Regrettably, that was beyond my current level.

The tension built up, ready to burst.

I'd warned Im Hyeji ahead of time.

"I'm gonna cum. You have ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to swallow every last drop. That's the only way the morning sickness... ugh."

She flinched in surprise, but when she saw my cock swelling, she brought her mouth to the tip without a second thought.

She couldn't bring herself to deepthroat it.

Still, she engulfed the head completely and pulled her tongue back as far as it would go, just in case.

Didn't matter.

The second her soft lips touched the head, the cum I'd been holding back exploded out.

"Mmgh!"

Instinctively blocking the load pouring down her throat, a bit leaked from the corner of her mouth. Im Hyeji puffed her cheeks and forced it down.

The cum kept coming.

Her warm mouth sucked it out like she was milking me, drawing every pent-up spurt down her throat.

Thinking even one drop wasted meant more suffering, she swallowed it all dutifully.

"Haa..."

Refreshing.

Felt like I pissed myself in relief.

So I went further.

Im Hyeji as my mouth-toilet.

"Lick the head with your tongue and get every last bit. The stuff that dripped on your lips too."

I commanded her while she was dazed.

She obeyed without hesitation.

Hell, walking into this ridiculous situation on her own meant she'd braced for it to some degree.

Her small, soft tongue lapped at the sensitive head.

"Paha."

Finally pulling my cock from her mouth, Im Hyeji wiped the dribble from her lips and licked it off her fingers.

"Ugh..."

She grimaced at the fishy smell.

Even after swallowing, the lingering taste must've been too much.

I couldn't believe it.

Last time, at least pheromones helped.

This time, sure, the system's morning sickness gimmick played a part, but for her to come here voluntarily...

"How bad is the morning sickness to go this far...?"

I asked out of genuine curiosity.

Im Hyeji's face crumpled like she might cry.

"Cold sweats non-stop, no strength in my body at all. Constant dry-heaving so I couldn't eat... chest tight, stomach churning, couldn't even sleep."

"Damn..."

"This'll really fix it, right?"

Her eyes flashed with a hint of venom, so I nodded.

"Yeah, should hold you till delivery."

It might not, but saying that now would've earned me a Holy Arrow to the face.

"Um..."

Im Hyeji, feeling a bit better, sat on the edge of the bed and spoke to me as I lay there with my dick out.

Her gaze averted in embarrassment.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry."

"...For what?"

No matter how I thought about it, she had nothing to apologize for.

She hadn't done anything wrong to me.

If anything, she'd come to my place, let me fuck her, gotten pregnant, and now dealt with morning sickness—all so I could enjoy 30 years' worth of luxury in these past few days.

"Like you said... I was acting weird that day. Feels like I blamed you unfairly."

Im Hyeji was too damn nice.

She didn't know about the pheromones, but still—being able to reflect on herself like that made her a rare gem among modern women.

"But... I don't want to get more involved. Sorry. Once the pregnancy's over, I won't come back."

"Ah..."

So that's what the apology was about.

Embarrassing words from a 23-year-old girl's mouth, but after the chaos of the last few days, even reserved Im Hyeji said it plainly.

I took it in stride.

"Yeah, of course. Told you I enjoyed it too. But I'm not like those simp losers thinking marriage and responsibility now."

"...Thank you."

"Just make good use of the skill. Sounds weird, but... it was my first time too. Think of it as a gift for popping my cherry. Hope it's a good one."

We wrapped it up on a warm note.

Even when I offered her a shower, she refused flat-out, grabbed her clothes, and bolted.

Not without adding that she'd return if the nutrient didn't work.

That last bit soured the warmth.

"...If it doesn't work, I'm fucked."

Next time, even nice Im Hyeji would show up with a Holy Arrow.

Here's hoping it lasted till delivery.

"Whoa... did that really happen?"

Alone in the house now.

I lay on the bed, cock still messy with her saliva, eyes closed, reliving it.

Two jerk-off memories etched in my mind.

Her eyes half-lidded from pheromones as she took me.

Eyes shut tight, reluctantly gulping down my cum.

Hard to believe this all happened in just days.

That's why I let Im Hyeji go easily.

Not like I could force her anyway.

"She's bound to come back."

The pheromone fuck had me worried at first.

Would it work?

But when she showed up with that ridiculous elementary-school-level morning sickness system hook, I knew.

Of course, I'd need to use the system smartly and invest P points too.

Soon enough, I'd see Im Hyeji again, despite her claims otherwise.

Probably after delivery.

SS-grade healing skill.

Even Im Hyeji, who seemed uninterested in the birth skill, couldn't ignore that.

"What hunter wouldn't want an SS-grade skill?"

Hell, I was following an SSS-grade one despite its stupid name, now practically worshipping the rank alone.

＊ Time until birth: 20 hours 22 minutes

20 hours later had me curious.

"...It won't really end there, right?"

If it did...

"Should've just gotten the blowjob."

A twinge of anxiety lingered.

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As delivery time approached.

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"Oh! Finally?"

I got the news that Im Hyeji had given birth too.

Not like a real baby came out—just a skill—but the words stirred some paternal instinct, making my chest twinge anyway.

What skill was it?

SS-grade at minimum, so a healing one would be jackpot.

Attack skills were fine, but for a healer like Im Hyeji, a top-tier healing skill could promote her to SS-grade healer.

And my wish came true.

By birthing the genius SSS-grade skill, Resurrection.