Pregnancy Genius Min Chaeseul

Hmm. Not bad at all for only pulling two items.

“Honey, what are you doing? Why are you tapping on your phone with the screen off?”

“Ah, it’s just a habit. Don’t worry about it.”

I kneaded Min Chaeseul’s firm thighs and glanced back at my phone.

Virility Potion. With my Stamina Booster skill, I wasn’t sure how often I’d actually need it, but it was better than nothing.

What about Miscarriage Prevention… will I even have a chance to use it?

Pregnancy. It wasn’t something I had never thought about. Back in middle school, I had imagined Jo Minji carrying my child, her belly round and full. I pictured her cradling her lower belly with both hands, looking at me with playful yet affection-filled eyes.

That was the first time I came just from fantasizing.

The sight had filled me with such intense arousal and depravity that I’d climaxed from imagination alone.

But a fantasy is just a fantasy.

Impregnating someone wasn’t something you did just to satisfy a fleeting urge. It was the most important decision in life, one that affected my future, the woman’s future, and the life of the child who would be born.

If the day ever comes when I use this…

If I ended up marrying Jo Minji and building a life with her, we would have just one child. I would pour every ounce of my energy and love into her and that child alone.

…This feels like hitting the jackpot.

With a warm feeling in my chest, I looked at the item information floating on the app. At that moment—

The phone screen suddenly flooded with crimson red.

It began modifying the inner mind of target ‘Kim Junyoung.’ The screen turned black again. Not just the screen—the entire world.

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“…Honey…”

My vision returned.

“…Honey! Wake up!”

“…Yeah?”

When I opened my eyes, Min Chaeseul was shaking my shoulder.

“Why are you dozing off first thing in the morning? Hmm? Are you tired?”

“…Did I fall asleep?”

“Oh my, look at how bloodshot your eyes are…”

Min Chaeseul gently stroked my cheek with her soft hand.

“I’m sorry… You must be exhausted from work too, yet I keep you up every night…”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Should I brew you some herbal medicine…? Let’s have dinner at my place this weekend. I’ll make you lots of nourishing food.”

“…Should we?”

“Yes, yes. People need to take care of their health sometimes. Oh! This Friday is Christmas, right? Come over to my place on Friday! We can shop for ingredients together and cook something delicious. I learned how to make turkey from a friend recently. Okay? Got it?”

Min Chaeseul leaned her face against my shoulder. I could feel the heavy weight of her large breasts pressing against my arm. My gaze naturally drifted to her slim belly.

…Should I get her pregnant on Christmas?

With the perfect item in hand, it felt like the right time to start making her pregnant.

“Let’s go, honey. Work is about to start.”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

“Are you still tired? Let me hold your hand. Give me your hand, okay?”

“I’m not tired. …But yeah, hold my hand.”

“…Hehe~♡ You’re so cute.”

I held Min Chaeseul’s hand until we reached the quiet hallway, then let go before we entered the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠office.

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December 25th. Friday.

It was Christmas afternoon, and everyone was in a festive mood.

It’s Christmas. Maybe I should dress up a bit.

Before heading to Min Chaeseul’s, I stood in front of my closet, debating what to wear.

…What counts as well-dressed in winter?

I had never really tried to style winter clothes before. I had always just worn a puffer jacket. But now that I had the Cold Resistance skill, I no longer needed one. Winter fashion had suddenly become an option.

Should I wear what Jo Minji always told me to wear… something that shows off my body lines?

My fashion sense wasn’t great in any season, but I had always followed Jo Minji’s advice. Thanks to that, people around me had started saying I had decent style. I figured I should just wear what she had recommended before.

I pulled on a tight-fitting gray sweater and stood in front of the mirror. The thick fabric clung to my well-muscled frame, giving me a solid, dependable look.

Just as I grabbed my wallet and other things, ready to head out—

Ding-dong—

“Huh?”

The doorbell rang. Click—

“I came to hang out, you bastard!”

When I opened the door, Jo Minji slammed her head straight into my solar plexus.

“Ow, fuck. Why is your stomach so hard?”

She grumbled as she rubbed my abs.

“What’s up?”

“What do you mean, what’s up? Isn’t it tradition for singles to hang out together on Christmas?”

Even though she had shown up without warning, such things were never considered rude between us.

We even know each other’s door codes, after all.

And just as Jo Minji said, we had always used the excuse of a “singles gathering” to go on dates every Christmas. But this year was different.

“Can’t. I have dinner plans.”

Min Chaeseul had invited me over. It wasn’t an unbreakable promise since we were supposed to shop for ingredients first, but I had agreed to see her first.

“Huh? With who? Did your parents come up? I’ll come too!”

I couldn’t tell her it was with Min Chaeseul. To everyone else, this was simply an affair.

I thought for a moment and made something up.

“Um… Gong Jiyun.”

“…What?”

For a split second, Jo Minji’s voice turned icy.

Is it just my imagination?

“…Why the hell would you have dinner with her? On Christmas.”

“Well… we can eat together, can’t we?”

Was she suspicious? Hmm… maybe I had been too half-hearted with the lie. It did sound random for me and Gong Jiyun to suddenly be having a Christmas date.

“…So you two are hanging out a lot these days?”

“Huh?”

“You two have been stuck together like glue lately.”

It wasn’t my imagination. Her voice was definitely freezing cold.

…Is she upset?

I had been so busy targeting woman after woman with the app lately that I hadn’t paid as much attention to her. But I didn’t think it was enough to make her this mad.

“Well… we are senior and junior at work, after all.”

“So a senior and junior are having dinner together on Christmas?”

“It’s possible… isn’t it?”

“…”

Jo Minji stared at me with a terrifying glare, silent.

“…Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t you know?”

“Know what?”

“The way that bitch looks at you is seriously weird.”

For a moment, I almost jumped up to deny it. I knew exactly what she was talking about. Gong Jiyun often looked at me with ecstatic eyes full of anticipation and satisfaction whenever I gave her “lessons” involving oral or sex. But those were just the eyes of a girl with fresh, budding sexual desire—not romantic feelings.

Also, what did she mean by “that bitch”?

“You’re imagining things.”

But I couldn’t exactly explain the truth to Jo Minji.

Even if Gong Jiyun did like me, what does that have to do with her?

If some guy started clinging to Jo Minji, I would lose my mind. She was my first love, and I still had dark feelings for her. But Jo Minji didn’t see me as a man. Even if I got a girlfriend, she had no reason to get angry.

“Ha. You’re saying it’s not like that? When you’re having dinner with her on Christmas night?”

“No, that’s not… Anyway, it’s really not what you think.”

Jo Minji glared at me as if she wanted to pierce right through me. Her fierce eyes gradually grew wet with tears.

Whoa, is she about to cry?

What the hell was going on? Why was she angry, and why were there tears? She had always been emotional, but she had never cried because of me before.

“…Fuck, you dense fucking idiot. You stupid bastard.”

“Hey, hey… Why are you talking like that?”

I was Jo Minji’s only friend. So whenever she cried, it had always been an opportunity for me. I would comfort her like I was grooming her, badmouth the other person with her, and solidify my position in her heart.

This was the first time it had ever gone like this.

Why the hell was she mad at me?

A single hot tear rolled down from Jo Minji’s eyes.

“Just go, fucker. Go to that bitch… I… I’m going home…”

She spun around and stormed off.

“Hey, hey! Where are you going?!”

Jo Minji had always been extremely wary of strangers and had a terrible personality. She wasn’t the type to get along with others easily. But her face was prettier than most celebrities, so the boys would drool over her no matter how nasty she acted.

That ended up being poison for her. Ever since middle school, she had been the public enemy of the girls. She was ostracized by them, and no boys could get close to her. I had intentionally stayed by her side and guarded her so no other guys could approach.

Thanks to that, I had made her dependent on me as her only male friend. I had tamed this fierce cat so she would only be obedient to me.

As a result, she had become a house cat that only rubbed her face ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠against me.

It had been going so well until now.

Yet for some strange reason, it felt like her untamed personality from before was coming out. She had never acted like this toward me.

This won’t do.

If she kept acting this way, it would become a problem. Until now, while taming her, I had made sure no other women were around her. But things were different now. I had a truckload of women I was targeting with the app. For some reason, if she kept rejecting every woman around me, it was going to get very difficult moving forward.

I didn’t want to use convenient modifications on her outside of proper targeting…

I hurriedly picked up my phone.

Yes.

The scenery turned pitch black.

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A jet-black space containing only me and the mind map. This was my first time entering Jo Minji’s inner world.

“Keyword search… There it is.”

I didn’t even need to search. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Far in the distance, I could see the massive sphere labeled [Kim Junyoung].

“Whoa…”

It was the largest sphere I had ever seen. It looked even bigger than Park Seoyun’s mental illness sphere.

Three hundred meters? Four hundred?

It was so enormous that it was hard to even estimate its size. I was about to create an appropriate subconscious concept when—

“…Huh?”

It was heavy. A massive weight pressed down on me as if a giant lead weight had been placed in my hands. An overwhelming pressure bore down.

…It’s this heavy?

The heaviness I felt in my hands represented the burden that would be placed on the target’s brain. The stronger the target’s resistance to the modification, the greater the burden.

The concept I had been trying to create was: [Kim Junyoung getting involved with other women and having sex doesn’t bother me.]

Jo Minji was currently feeling enormous resistance toward that concept.

…It wasn’t this bad even with Gong Jiyun.

When I had first obtained the app and modified Gong Jiyun, I had tried to slam in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠concept [I want to have sex with Kim Junyoung] without any groundwork and failed. This pressure was even heavier than what I had felt back then.

…This is definitely not going to work.

If I forced it, Jo Minji would end up a vegetable.

Then… how about this instead.

I created a new concept.

[Kim Junyoung getting involved with other women doesn’t bother me.]

Ugh… Still no.

I softened the wording even more.

[Kim Junyoung becoming friends with other women doesn’t bother me.]

Even this?

I could do it, but it would leave some aftereffects on Jo Minji.

If I lower it any further, it’ll basically be meaningless.

After several more attempts—

[I can overlook Kim Junyoung having private conversations with other women.]

…What the hell is this.

It wasn’t even a subconscious concept. It was a surface one. I needed to have sex with all kinds of women starting now, and this was practically useless.

She… was this obsessed with me?

I thought about taking a quick look around Jo Minji’s inner mind, but—

…There’s no need to peek.

I stopped myself. I had known her for years and spent years taming her. There was nothing about her that I didn’t already know.

She really does cherish me in a special way.

I didn’t think too deeply about it. I ended modification mode and stepped back out.