It's Easy to Take Care of a Live-in Hero!Ch31.1 - Under the God’s Tree 2 (Day 15)

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Before we began shoveling snow, we’d gone to give ‘Kacha’ a spin like usual.  RUfdiS

The ball that came out was red. Even before we could check the words floating on its surface, an invisible force pushed me, a scream tearing from my throat.

Sig caught me and held me up as he read the words “I don’t want to part with you” from the ball. 

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With that, we would do today’s activities without “parting.”  

Each time one of us tried to move more than a meter away from the other, an unfamiliar power would force us closer again. It was as if we were connected by an invisible rubber band. i5L qk

Rather than a gift, this was more like a curse from God.

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Sig pulled my by the hand, snow crunching beneath our feet as we walked through the eastern forest. I already knew where we were heading.

Eventually, I could see the “God’s Tree” pointing straight into the sky. My heart was full of anticipation and unease. When we were close enough to touch the trunk, Sig shifted his gaze to me. “Minoru, do you remember what I said here before?”

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“…Ct, sfr. Ktja atlcu jybea kfimbwlcu… rbwfbcf.” P jnfgafv ws fsfr. Djmx atfc, kf’v yffc tjnlcu akb mbwqifafis vloofgfca mbcnfgrjalbcr. Ktlcxlcu jybea la cbk kjr rb fwyjggjrrlcu. 

Vlu ugjyyfv ws tjcv. “P kjca ab tjnf mtlivgfc.” Llr ujhf kjr jr ragjlutaobgkjgv jr ereji. 

P ueiqfv. “…Ktgff, gluta?”  a5qzCv

“P vbc’a mjgf tbk wjcs. P pera kjca ab tjnf mtlivgfc klat sbe.” Llr kbgvr kfgf mifjg, klat cb gbbw ab wlrecvfgrajcv jcswbgf. P qgfafcvfv ab yf vlragjmafv ys atf rcbks rmfcfgs jgbecv er, tbqlcu tf kbeiv uibrr bnfg atf kjs ws ojmf tjv oijgfv gfv.

Gathering myself, I met his eyes and replied with a small nod. I had decided. “Please tell me how to make children…I don’t know anything at all.”

As soon as I had said that, Sig’s eyes dazzled. He definitely misunderstood what I had just said. I wasn’t the pure child you thought I was, okay? 

Sig closed his eyes for a moment, and then looked up at the God’s Tree. “Children are a blessing.”  WiaJIl

I nodded without a word. That expression seemed to be common in every world. 

Sig’s gaze traveled up to the top of the tree. His next words were almost unbelievable. “This God’s Tree will bear fruit when the time comes. Should a couple want a child, they must consume a fruit and grow the seeds within them. Once the seeds are satisfied, the child will be born.”

Though he had explained in a concise and direct manner, it was hard for me to understand what he meant. I didn’t mind eating the fruit, but to be told that was how children were made? I could only gape in shock. “By ‘seed,’ you mean…” 

Sig turned his gaze back to me, and this time he gently held my hand. “After I had witnessed the birth of Chacha’s calf, I understood. In your race, the “mother” conceives and gives birth to her child all by herself, right? Am I wrong?”  c0QdKl

“…Y-yes. That’s true.”

That was the privilege of women.

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“Because both men and women in my race become warriors, there’s no such thing as conception. Instead, we can leave offspring regardless of gender or race. Of course, that extends to you as well…”  

“Please wait a minute. That means, I… don’t have to give birth like Chacha?” AB2UcN

I remembered the cow’s labor last night. Sig nodded once with a serious face. How unbelievable.

What God said was true. Pregnancy didn’t exist in Sig’s race. Which meant they couldn’t give birth.

Instead, they ate the “fruit” that came from this tree, and grew the “seeds” inside the married couple.

“By ‘fruit,’ are you talking about a regular-looking fruit?” TNU64H

Sig nodded and spread one of his hands to show me. “It’s about this size, with red skin. I’ve never eaten it, but it seems like it should be sweet.” 

“And the size of the seed is…”

This time, he showed me the tip of his thumb. Too small. Was that really where children would grow??

First of all… Should we water them like a plant? 8 9IWJ

“How do we, er… grow that ‘seed?’ You said that we have to ‘satisfy’ it, but…”

Sig fell silent for a while. Perhaps he was choosing his words. 

In the end, he said, “We satisfy it with love.”

Hero. You spent so much time choosing your words that they’d become way too abstract. EzgbMd

“Can you give me a more concrete explanation…?” 

“When a couple eats the same fruit, they are connected by the seeds for a certain amount of time. During that time, they have to send information through their bodies again and again―” 

“Information? Body?”

“…Sexual union,” Sig revised his words without a change in expression. ocYg6q

I couldn’t bear to keep looking at him, casting my eyes away. “…Ah, yes.” Sexual union basically meant having sex, right? So, that part of the process didn’t change. 

“To be exact, the amount you need to release inside is―”

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“Ahh, I get it already!” I covered Sig’s mouth with my hand, silencing him. Even though it was cold outside, my face was hot.