I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 645 - 209. The queen is going to be a mom..._8

"I don’t want to hear your flattery." Tamamo Mae grumbled while chewing on bread.

But somehow, she suddenly put down the bread and dry-heaved several times, covering her mouth.

Fujiwara Reya thought she was choking and joked, "It’s not your first time eating Western bread, do you have to be in such a rush?"

"It’s not like that," Tamamo Mae wiped her mouth with a napkin, frowning, "Lately, I don’t know why, but I always feel like I haven’t gotten enough sleep, have no appetite, and for three or four days in a row I’ve woken up feeling nauseous, wanting to eat something sour..."

Her voice faded away, she seemed to realize something, and froze.

When she came back to her senses, Fujiwara Reya was already kneeling in front of her, staring intensely at her: "Can you be sure?"

"..."

Tamamo Mae’s face instantly turned crimson.

She held the napkin in her hand, rubbing it repeatedly. After a while, she looked at Fujiwara Reya with somewhat helpless eyes, clearly unprepared, and coupled with embarrassment, she was almost on the verge of tears.

"Let’s lie down and talk." Fujiwara Reya supported her back with one hand, scooped her legs with the other, and carried her toward the bed.

"Ah! Put me down!" Tamamo Mae shrunk her neck, tapping his chest.

"Be careful, don’t disturb the pregnancy." Fujiwara Reya said as he got back onto the bed, pulling the blanket over them both.

Tamamo Mae bit her lip and grunted.

"Let me listen..." Fujiwara Reya gently placed his ear on her belly.

Of course, there was no sound to hear.

Tamamo Mae’s golden, dazzling eyes widened slightly: "Did you hear anything?"

"Nope, it’s just over a month, there’s no response at all." Fujiwara Reya said, "But I can use Divine Sense to check, let me take a look right now."

"No way!"

Tamamo Mae kicked him.

"Let me see..." Fujiwara Reya looked anxious.

"I, I..." Tamamo Mae looked out the window, conflicted, biting her lower lip lightly. After about three to five seconds, she seemed somewhat resigned, helplessly said: "My body, I will check myself..."

"Then hurry up." Fujiwara Reya clung tightly to her.

Tamamo Mae closed her eyes and focused.

She placed her hand on her lower abdomen, lowering her eyelids to listen to the movements within her body.

There was undoubtedly something there, a small living being, which she, as the mother, could perceive.

Her Divine Sense landed on the most crucial part, scanning back and forth, missing no detail. In that dark and warm place, there was a tiny, shining point... This point was connected to the body through a thin umbilical cord, drawing nutrients needed for growth.

It was still very small.

Just a mark-like thing.

In another two months, it would acquire a placenta and grow continuously in the dark, heavy water.

It really is a child... Tamamo Mae felt chaotic, deeply gazing at the small glowing point inside.

Everything inside was flowing, within the flow, life arose; immersing in this flow, she felt her body gradually becoming transparent, her palms lucid, as if she could see through them.

And that small glowing point seemed to sense the mother gazing at itself, starting to move actively, a little boy carved from jade and snow, gradually appearing in her vision.

"Mama, Mama~"

The little angel waved in the distant future.

Tamamo Mae abruptly shook her head.

Dispelling the child’s smiling face, she closed her eyes, stopping her thoughts.

"Tamamo..." Fujiwara Reya’s voice trembled.

Tamamo Mae opened her eyes, looking at him with complex emotions.

She hesitated.

Biting her lip, she pondered.

Should she tell him?

She had no doubt that if he knew about the child, from now on, she, Queen Tamamo Mae, would never rid herself of him.

"I’ll believe whatever you say." Fujiwara Reya smiled brightly.

It was an utterly natural, shadowless smile, fully unrestrained emotion.

"Despicable and cunning Tengu..." Tamamo Mae cursed through gritted teeth, pressing her hand on her tummy. She wanted to cry, but there were no tears, only staring at him with slightly reddened eyes: "The newly formed small life... is a boy."

Fujiwara Reya’s heart trembled.

Unfamiliar, peculiar emotions surged in his heart, he held the queen tightly, his lips on her neck, murmuring: "It’s really miraculous, by the time it aligns, it should have happened the first time... If Miki finds out, she would be furious."

At a time like this, you’re bringing up other women... Tamamo Mae was fuming inside.

"Queen, my dear Queen." Fujiwara Reya pressed his lips against her soft lips, "For you and the child, I’m willing to do anything."

Tamamo Mae touched his hair, not speaking.

"Is it really a boy?"

"...Yes, I can even sense his future appearance."

"Will he look more like me or more like you?"

"The eyes look a lot like mine."

"Why?"

"Golden eyes, of course."

"I turn into a Tengu with golden eyes too, have you forgotten?"

"Anyway, he looks like me!"

"Okay then, what about the nose?"

"Looks like me!"

"How about the mouth?"

"Also like me!"

"...Everything looks like you, are you sure it’s a boy?"

"Whatever I say, goes!"

Beneath the covers, they embraced and talked, the atmosphere unprecedentedly intimate.

Listening to the queen’s soft words, Fujiwara Reya’s inner excitement and desire, all miraculously evaporated.

"Meeting is fate," he gazed at Tamamo Mae, his eyes softening, "putting aside the unhappy things, can we seriously start a relationship..."

Tamamo Mae turned over, her back to him.

She closed her eyes, allowing Fujiwara Reya to hold her.