The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me-Chapter 475: Side Story - The Baby Star (3)

“Oh my, is everyone here?”

A few days after Serena and Ruby gave birth.

“Alright... I trust everyone brought gifts?”

Familiar faces visited the recovery room where the two girls were staying.

“What gifts? You are one of the richest women in the Empire?”

“I haven’t received my salary from the Young Master for a while.”

“I had to squeeze space out of my schedule just to make it here!”

“Ferloche, it’s ‘squeeze time,’ not ‘squeeze space.’”

Irina, looking like she couldn’t care less, Kania, with her usual detached gaze, Ferloche with her usual nonsensical comments, and Clana, who had gained dark circles recently, chimed in.

“You all say that, but you still brought gifts, didn’t you?”

Though their words made it sound like they hadn’t brought anything, their hands were full of presents.

“...”

But the women pretended not to hear Serena as they placed their gifts on the nearby table.

“These are from the three who couldn’t make it today.”

“Even considering that, it’s still quite a lot...”

“Just accept them quietly.”

When Serena kept pressing, Kania responded sharply, making Serena smile and lie back on the bed.

“Ah, I shouldn’t be doing this right now.”

But shortly after, she sprang up and reached for me, who was sitting next to the bed.

“Frey, help me up.”

“Why? Are you trying to get back to work again? I told you I’d take care of it.”

“I don’t trust you. I’ll look over things myself.”

As I set the documents that had been on my lap aside, Serena widened her eyes and flailed her arms.

“W-what are you doing? Let me do my work.”

“Nope.”

“Ugh.”

I gently pushed her back onto the bed with a finger to her forehead, and she gave me a pouty look.

“I told you, postpartum recovery is an inefficient tradition. Realistically, there’s no issue with leaving the hospital right after giving birth...”

“Stop talking nonsense. You don’t even have enough strength in your arms.”

Usually, I end up losing to her in arguments, but I refuse to lose this time.

“I’m telling you, I can still work. The coronation is coming up, and if we’re going to prevent any mishaps, I need to be preparing all night, every night...”

“If you keep this up...”

“...?”

I played my trump card, shutting my eyes tightly.

“...I’ll sulk.”

“Oh.”

Hearing that, Serena mumbled with a curious expression.

“I kind of want to see you sulking...”

“...”

“Frey? Are you seriously sulking?”

“...”

“Hello~? Frey?”

My face was starting to flush, but I had no other choice.

If I wanted to win against Serena, I had to resort to this.

“Alright, fine. But you have to let me review everything you do, okay?”

“... Okay.”

After a few minutes of this subtle standoff, Serena covered her mouth with her hand, ending the standoff.

“My, how adorable.”

As a result, I secured Serena’s peaceful rest.

“””...”””

But it seemed the patience of the heroines who had been silently observing was wearing thin.

“We can’t exactly do it here, can we?”

“Indeed, Irina. We must show some restraint.”

It was clear from their expressions that their self-control was wearing thin.

“I’ve got his leg!”

“Ferloche! Being a Saintess doesn’t mean you can do indecent things in public.”

“But...”

I started to sweat nervously as Ferloche grabbed my leg, only for Clana to come up next to her and reprimand her.

Thankfully, it seemed there was at least one sensible person among them.

“We’re powerful, right? And with power comes privilege.”

“Heeee? Is that so”

Wait, what did she just say?

“We can just assert our authority. Securing Frey’s exclusive first-night rights isn’t a dream.”

“...Oh.”

I take back what I just said.

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“This is a nutritional supplement? I appreciate the thought, but honestly, these don’t do much for your health...”

“I really want to smack you on the head right now.”

“Yaaawn...”

While I worked on paperwork, watching Serena and the heroines chat about the gifts they’d brought, a yawn came from the other bed.

“Hmm, it’s you lot, huh?”

Ruby stretched as she got up, rubbing her eyes and speaking in a drowsy voice.

“Did you all see my children? They already exude dignity, just like me. Right, Frey?”

“Yeah, definitely.”

Honestly, they were more adorable than dignified, but I humored her.

Kania and Irina’s eyes widened as they spoke up.

“Now that you mention it, we haven’t seen the babies yet.”

“I’d like to take a look, where are they?”

Ruby grinned and snapped her fingers.

- Crackle...

At that moment, a multicolored barrier extended across the room.

“Ruby and I came up with this ourselves.”

“It is a combination of space magic, sealing magic, and a five-layered barrier... Not even a Demon King or dragon could interfere.”

“It would take me a week to recreate this... You made this just for the babies?”

“Of course. They’re our babies after all.”

Were Ruby and Serena more impressive for setting up a barrier in the recovery room that even a god couldn’t break, or was Irina more amazing for being able to replicate it in a week?

- Sizzle...

“I’ve temporarily deactivated the barrier, so take a careful look.”

Lost in thought, I watched as Ruby waved her hand gently.

Maybe I’ll take this opportunity to see the babies again.

“So cute.”

“They really are the Young Master’s children.”

“Shh, they’re sleeping! Don’t be too loud!”

“Ferloche, you should lower your voice too.”

When I approached the bed where the babies lay, I could hear the heroines whispering, not knowing what to do with themselves.

“Ubuh...”

“Haha, look at them babbling in their sleep.”

“Judging by their hair colors... The ones on the left must be Serena and Frey’s child, and the ones on the right is Ruby’s.”

As I admired the sleeping babies, Kania curiously reached out to touch them.

“Buh.”

“...Huh?”

Just then, my daughter, who had inherited Serena’s purple hair and my silver eyes, grabbed Kania’s finger and started babbling.

“Dah.”

“Yes? M-me?”

“Adah.”

“No, no. ‘Daddy’ is right over there.”

“Dah!”

“I-I’m not your dad...”

Kania broke into a cold sweat, waving her hands in panic and glancing at me.

“S-sorry... Young Master...”

“Why are you taking baby babbling so seriously, dummy?”

I chuckled quietly at Kania’s silliness, which hadn’t surfaced in a while.

“Buh.”

“Huh?”

Then, my daughter grabbed my finger and spoke again in a clear voice.

“Dah.”

“A-Are you saying ‘daddy’?”

“Dah!”

“Did you hear that? She’s calling me daddy!”

It wasn’t my imagination.

My daughter, with Serena’s hair and my eyes, had said “daddy.”

She was already speaking.

Was it because of Serena’s blood?

Our daughter was an incredible genius.

“You’ve got it bad...”

“Bweh.”

“Oh.”

As I gently picked her up, Irina’s eyes widened at the sight.

“By the way, the babies have horns and tails.”

“Bweh?”

“I didn’t know half-demons could be born with horns and tails... There was no information about this.”

“Don’t treat my child like research material!”

Ruby, raising her voice from across the room, protested.

“Uuugh...”

Startled by the noise, my son began to whimper.

“Wait, wait...”

“Waaaaah...”

And before I could do anything, they started crying.

“Hwaaah...”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.”

Even my other daughter, who had been sleeping next to them, woke up and started wailing.

“Considering they’re the children of a Hero and a Demon King... they’re really cute.”

“Yeah, they look so sweet.”

“Be quiet, you two! Frey, bring them to me.”

Raising her voice again, Ruby reached out to me with urgency.

“Uh... Are you sure, Ruby?”

“What are you talking about? Hurry and give them to me!”

As far as I know, demon childcare is known to be harsh and strict.

It’s a survival strategy in the demon world, where the strong prevail, so I understand, but...

Still, I was a bit worried.

Should I stop her?

“There, there... my little ones.”

“...???”

Lost in thought, I froze at the voice in front of me.

“What’s making you so sad?”

“Hehehe...”

“Ehehe...”

Ruby made funny faces, lifting the babies, and they giggled happily.

“Uh, um...”

“Is that really the Demon King?”

As Irina said, seeing the former terrifying Demon King dote on the children so eagerly was quite surreal.

“Rrrr... Peekaboo!”

“Kyaaah...!”

“By the way, Young Master.”

While watching Ruby tend to the babies, Kania asked from the side.

“Have you decided on their names?”

I pointed to Serena, looking a bit troubled.

“Speaking of names...”

With a sparkle in her eye, Serena pulled out a long list.

“Which of these do you think is best?”

As the seemingly endless paper rolled down to the floor, the heroines broke out in a cold sweat, glancing at the babies.

“Frey and I have only discussed up to the 216th name, but with your help, we can at least reach 1,000 today...”

Now that I think about it, what should we name them?