Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Became a Mom. (7)
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With the creaking of the bed as background music, I dazedly counted the stains on the ceiling.
Why does a place called the Demon King's castle have so much dust?
I desperately ignored the sensation of my waist about to snap and casually entertained such thoughts.
It had been roughly written as about a million before, but now it was precisely one million.
What, does giving birth to a baby need a tutorial or something?
...What a ridiculous notion.
I forcibly swallowed the groan from the pain between my legs and tightly hugged the tiny presence in my arms.
"Hngh, hah, hngh, hng..."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."
The feeling of the Hero's cock passing through me was no different from the very first time.
The crashing waves of pain were on another level compared to when it happened while I was asleep, as if that had been a lie.
I'd worried that if I opened my eyes to pleasure and turned into a female beast, but that was all an illusion—my body fiercely rejected the Hero's dick inside it, showing intense revulsion.
'Sex with this bastard who spews curses all day...'
Maybe because I'd endured this pain once before, I wasn't panicking at the Hero's rough hip movements... I was somehow holding on.
In truth, it hurt like hell and I felt like I was dying, but it felt like I'd lose if I let out any moan, so I was stubbornly holding back.
I had no intention of making any sound easily during sex with a guy like this.
Not even if it was a scream of pain.
"Kuh, kuhaha..."
Cold sweat drenched my entire body, sticking unpleasantly to my skin.
How many hours had it been enduring the pain pounding my guts to a pulp?
Or maybe only a few dozen minutes had passed—it was hard to tell, but seeing the Hero's movements stop, it seemed like it was finally ending.
Relief washed over me at the thought that I'd survived, and words slipped out reflexively.
"...Is it over now?"
"...Hah, haa. Y-You fucking bitch..."
But at my question, the half-dead cock surged back to full size.
I had no idea how he'd interpreted my simple question, but it clearly pissed him off big time.
The angrier he got, the more his lust and stamina boiled over—who the hell came up with this shitty setting?
"...Th-That wasn't meant to provoke you. I was just... too exhausted, ugh..."
His actions were swift, his words slow.
His cock slammed back into my pussy, already battered and red-swollen from being pounded to its limit.
Far from going numb over time, the sensations sharpened, and now I truly couldn't endure it.
Take it out, take it out, please, get this thing out of me!
It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts hurts hurts hurts hurts!!!!
"Aaagh, ugh, hak..."
With a thud, my hips lifted before flopping pathetically back down.
Reaching my limit enduring the sensation of fists pummeling my insides, a raw scream tore roughly from my throat.
Not a moan of lust, but a scream of pain and despair.
Undeterred by that scream, the Hero rammed his cock into my pussy with enough force to pierce my womb and tear a huge hole through my body.
"Guh, heh... N-Now, st-"
"..."
"R-Really gonna di-"
—e...
With that final thought, my mind went pure white for a moment, then started flickering dimly soon after.
A danger signal from my brain.
A dire warning that if this sex continued, I might actually die.
"...Urgh, uuek..."
My stomach, unable to withstand the ongoing shocks, began spewing gastric acid wildly.
Vomiting, vomiting, and vomiting again.
Feeling the sensation of dying throughout my body, I desperately wished that if I died like this, all this would just become a nightmare.
Yeah, I've endured this much already.
It's okay to end it here.
...Right?
"Wah, wah, waaah...!!"
"..."
Just as I was about to close my eyes, the baby's cry pierced my ears, snapping my mind awake.
The baby's crying. Is it hungry? What do babies eat? Food? No food. No baby food either. What if there's no baby food? But it doesn't seem old enough for solids anyway. Oh, right—breast milk. Where's the breast milk? Just give it formula. No formula in sight. Can't move anyway—no strength left. Isn't there something I can feed right away? Oh yeah, I think I learned about this. So, like, that thing.
Feed the baby the breast.
"You..."
Even as the Hero kept thrusting his hips, I pulled out my breast and put it in the baby's mouth.
What was I doing just now? No, what was I trying to do?
...Where even am I?
A chilling cold dragged my soul toward hell beyond, but slowly, I reached out and grabbed the person before me.
"...I, don't want to die. I don't want to die..."
"...You."
"If it's a baby... hah, I'll bear as many as you want. Don't kill me, please..."
I'd been too scared to die even alone, but now with a baby—what about now?
It was disgusting even to me, babbling about a guy who'd been male until recently needing to breastfeed, but then again, what did male or female matter for a baby born from my body?
So I don't want to die. So, so...
"Don't churn up my insides any mo-"
With those unfinished words, my vision went black.
If I lost consciousness like this, what would happen to me?
Would it just be falling asleep from accumulated fatigue and pain, or was I truly on the brink of death?
With the baby's pitiful cries as the last thing I heard, my consciousness cut off.
Looking down at the Demon King who'd passed out beneath him, the Hero pulled his cock out from inside her.
His gaze lingered briefly on the mound overflowing with pale, sticky fluid after countless ejaculations, then his body stiffened at her unfocused eyes.
Those eyes. Those pupils.
Lifeless pupils.
"...Ha."
The Hero let out a small, hollow laugh at the eyes one might see in a corpse.
Dead? For real?
When he placed a hand on her shoulder, her skin felt chillingly cold.
It was absurd.
The Demon King, dying from something like this?
"Why not drop the act?"
"..."
"Demon King."
No response came.
Her fingers, which had gripped the bedsheet to endure the pain, now hung limply after releasing it.
As he sorted his chaotic thoughts and slowly brought his hand to her nose, the Hero had no choice but to realize.
"No way, right?"
"..."
"Ha, haha, ha... Fuck, for real..."
Rage surged, but his groin didn't swell this time.
Because his anger was directed not at the Demon King, but at himself—only a thick self-loathing grew.
The Demon King was dead. Because of sex with him!
He'd spat curses wishing she'd just die, but he never thought she actually would.
Was the exhaustion from childbirth that severe?
Her body at its absolute limit, unable to hold on any longer?
"Ridiculous."
He roughly detached the baby sucking on her breast and set it aside on the bedsheet.
The baby wailed loudly from the half-tossing motion, but it didn't reach the Hero's ears.
Clasping his left and right hands together, he placed them on her solar plexus and pressed down hard.
Her unresponsive heart signaled her death, but he didn't stop his actions.
"..."
He pressed on her solar plexus, pressed again, and pressed once more.
The bed creaked under the heavy pressure, filling the room, but no voice from the Demon King came.
If she wasn't breathing, he'd force air into her lungs.
Recalling a story he'd heard once, he shifted his gaze to her pale lips, mangled from being chewed to endure the pain.
"Hoo— haa!"
There was a brief hesitation, but the Hero lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers, breathing deeply into her mouth.
You can't die like this, okay?
Her chest swelled slightly with the Hero's breath.
Confirming that, he clasped his hands again and began compressing her solar plexus once more.
"...Hah, haa—"
"..."
How much time passed like that?
At one moment, the Demon King's body twitched faintly as she exhaled weakly, and the Hero's movements stopped.
It was laughable. The Hero saving the Demon King!
If her dry coughs and pained breaths looked somewhat pitiful, would that be a lie?
'Pitiful for a Demon King like you? I've truly gone mad, completely insane.'
As that thought crossed his mind and he averted his gaze, his eyes met hers—her pupils faintly regaining focus for an instant.
In those eyes, which seemed to ask why he'd revived her after killing her with that murderous cock, a deep fear was thickly dyed.
Maybe he'll do the same thing again and kill me. Kill me, revive me, kill me, revive—
The Hero let out a deep sigh at her golden pupils growing wet.
Even though she was clearly the one in the wrong.
For some reason, he felt like the bad guy.