Riaru de Reberu Age Shitara Hobo Chītona Jinsei ni Natta-Chapter 435: Sister Daughters

Translator: Reflet

Editor: ryunakama

“I suppose he means he wants us to give birth on the same day.”

“Precisely.”

“What the heck do you mean, Master? And how would that even help?”

Sakura had a mixed expression, Youran an exasperated one.

But that was to be expected. Taiyou explained the details with all that in mind.

“In many ways. First, giving birth on the same day will mean your pregnancy cycles are essentially the same, yes? As a male, I doubt I’ll ever truly understand, but wouldn’t giving birth at the same time give off the feeling of sticking together ‘through thick and thin’?”

“It’s a question of approximation, but…I do understand.”

“Even if you can’t be sisters who get along right now, I was thinking you could become something akin to comrades-in-arms. Or is that out of the question?”

Youran and Sakura looked at each other after Taiyou asked the question.

Now both of them had complicated expressions.

Sisters who get along? No. That was probably their reaction to what Taiyou said.

“I’m not necessarily opposed to the idea.”

“It could potentially work. At least I think so.”

“Sakura?”

“I will say I feel a bit of reserve, but I feel that if both Shingetsu-sama and I are both under the same man, then we can get along. Of course I still feel a strong resistance to the idea of us being sisters. But because of that, I do see this ‘comrade-in-arms” thing as a possibility.”

“That right there is what I mean.”

“That right where?”

“The part where you said you still feel a resistance to being sisters. I certainly won’t call you out on it. It might not be a good thing, but then again, is it really all that bad? It just goes to show how you’ve come this far in your lives. So considering all that, why not make your daughters unique sisters?”

“Unique sisters?”

“Sisters born from different mothers. You raise them like twins born on the same day. They become siblings that grow up being loved by both mothers.”

For a moment, it was as if both girls had stopped breathing.

“Both mothers love them. Youran doesn’t just dote on her child, she also dotes on Sakura’s. Sakura also treats both children like her own. That way they’ll have similar circumstances to the two of you but grow up together. What do you say? Want to try it?”

“Is this atonement?”

“Nothing serious like that. You’d just be having your children do what you weren’t able to. It’s like convincing someone who receives their first Christmas present that Santa exists.”

“That’s quite the unique example.”

“What do you think, Sakura-san?”

“As I said earlier, I believe it to be feasible.”

“You can be affectionate toward Youran’s child?”

“Yes, because it is your child.”

She said the same thing as earlier.

Sakura was able to comply on that one premise.

It wasn’t like there were no issues, but it was a practically sound idea.

(Just goes to show how far she’s willing to go)

He would have seriously pounced on Sakura if they weren’t in the middle of a serious conversation. That was how happy he was.

“Youran, what about you?”

“I am…opposed.”

“…Why not?”

“Both Sakura and I are well-known for how we’ve dealt with each other, and even when our children grow up, there will definitely still be people who know about this.”

“Mm.”

This was very true, thought Taiyou.

Their opposing relationship was well-known enough to be in an online encyclopedia.

That was just how famous Juunishima Shingetsu no Kami was, and anyone related to her was sure to be in the limelight.

“If we have children like that, some idiot is definitely going to say something they shouldn’t. Like Sakura said earlier, atonement, or possibly even a substitute. I don’t want your children to have to hear that, Master.”

“You really are a cutie.”

“I’m being serious here!”

“Yeah, but that’s what I mean.”

“I still think that would be fine.”

“Why?”

“Aoba.”

“Aoba?”

Taiyou cocked his head. Why did her name come up out of nowhere?

“She learned how complex of a family she had and took that refinement to the next level. They just have to do it like how she did.”

“Evolution, eh?”

“Huh—that’s just speculation.”

“Now, why would that be?”

“Yeah, that may be true for Aoba, but you’re forgetting the most important thing.”

“Most important thing?”

“Master.”

Youran said with a self-satisfied—slightly disdainful grin.

“Aoba only improved because Master was there for her. More specifically, he was there during the most tumultuous time of her life. Don’t you think that was amazing luck? What happens if our children don’t have that same luck?”

“…Fair enough.”

Sakura agreed.

“No, that’s clearly not fair enough.”

“But without you—-or without someone of your caliber at their side, it will be difficult.” f𝔯𝒆𝚎𝚠𝑒𝚋𝓃૦νℯƖ.co𝘮

“Mhm.”

“C’mon, you both overestimate me.”

“Not at all.”

“Indeed, we do not.”

Both sisters countered.

“Is that right…Well in that case, we can end the conversation here.”

“Don’t you think there would be a less complicated way?”

Youran asked.

“Objective and method.”

“Right, the objective is to make you two happy.”

Taiyou, who had the same thinking pattern, verbalized the other requirement.

“Then it’s super easy. Don’t bother with all that junk. Just keep being affectionate to both of us.”

“I agree.”

“…”

Taiyou’s eyes became dots. Was it really that simple?

As he looked at both of their faces, he began to feel that things were fine this way.

“Actually, when I’m with you like right now…”

Youran extended her hand, reaching past Taiyou and pinching Sakura’s nose. It was a little prank…skinship.

“I don’t even mind Sakura all that much.”

“Yes, I feel the same way.”

“So I just need to stay with you? If that’s all it is, then…what did we spend all this time talking for?”

Taiyou felt like all this had been pointless.

“Heehee…I was pretty happy about it.”

Youran pressed her chest to him in a jovial manner.

“Happy?”

“Yeah, after all…”

She grinned, as per usual.

“It’s the first time you said ‘Let me impregnate you!’”

“…I don’t think I quite worded it like that, but okay.”

Taiyou smiled awkwardly.