Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 40: Courage to Confess

Chapter 40: Courage to Confess

"Xinghui?" Dominus’s voice broke through his thoughts.

Shen Xinghui realized tears were streaming down his face again.

It seemed like his tear ducts had been on overdrive ever since he’d arrived in this world.

Dominus who is visibly flustered, tried to wipe away the tears with the hem of his shirt.

Despite looking younger than Shen Xinghui, Dominus’s steady presence was surprisingly comforting.

"Don’t worry," Dominus said with determination. "Ignatius is very strong. He’ll definitely wake up by tomorrow."

"...Yeah," Shen Xinghui whispered, though doubt and guilt weighed heavily on his heart.

Shen Xinghui couldn’t stop thinking about how he could possibly repay Ignatius for saving him.

He was ordinary, powerless, and utterly useless.

The only thing unique about him in this world was his ability is his God of Pregnancy and Childbirth’s Blessing skill.

Ignatius had once said that his travels were partly motivated to search for his mate to carry his child.

If Shen Xinghui bore him a child, Ignatius wouldn’t need to travel anymore.

That was all Shen Xinghui could offer.

He resolved to tell Ignatius about his skill as soon as he woke up.

He would ask Ignatius to accept him, to embrace him and to let him repay the debt in the only way he could.

The following night, the butler informed Shen Xinghui that Ignatius had regained consciousness.

Shen Xinghui quickly made his way to Ignatius’s room.

When he entered the room, Ignatius was sitting up in bed, his gentle eyes meeting Shen Xinghui’s.

"Xinghui," Ignatius said softly.

"Ignatius..."

Shen Xinghui’s tears threatened to fall again.

Just hearing Ignatius’s voice and knowing he was awake filled him with overwhelming relief.

Tears spilled down his cheeks as Ignatius attempted to stand up with concern etched across his face.

Shen Xinghui quickly waved him down while wiping his eyes and sitting in the chair by the bedside.

"I’m sorry," Shen Xinghui said, his voice trembling. "I just... I’m so relieved."

"I must have caused you a lot of worry," Ignatius said, his expression warm and apologetic.

"No, not at all," Shen Xinghui replied, shaking his head.

Ignatius smiled gently, his kindness unwavering despite everything.

Shen Xinghui couldn’t understand it—how could Ignatius not blame him?

Because of Shen Xinghui’s slowness and uselessness, Ignatius had been gravely injured.

Yet here he was, showing nothing but compassion.

"Does your injury hurt?" Shen Xinghui asked hesitantly.

"No, there’s no pain," Ignatius reassured him. "The healer told me you’d taken some serious damage yourself. How are you feeling now?"

"It’s better now, thanks to everyone’s care," Shen Xinghui answered.

Shen Xinghui didn’t feel nauseous at all and could still eat properly.

Everyone in this household treated him kindly, but that kindness felt a little painful to him.

"That’s good to hear. Sorry for dragging you into this trouble so suddenly. By tomorrow, you should be able to move, so maybe we can take a look around town..."

"Ignatius."

Interrupting his words, Shen Xinghui called his name firmly.

As he met Ignatius’s surprised dark eyes, he forced himself to say what he had been thinking so desperately about.

"Ignatius, please listen to me. The truth is... I actually have a skill."

"Huh?"

Ignatius looked at him, puzzled, with a slight expression of surprise.

His gaze felt heavy, almost overwhelming.

Even though Shen Xinghui had spent the whole day mustering his courage, his tongue felt clumsy now.

He couldn’t claim he wasn’t scared.

Everything was so unfamiliar, so it couldn’t be helped.

Sure, this other world was unknown, but its daily life wasn’t so different from the one he came from.

However, having sex with a man?

Pregnancy and childbirth?

That was completely something he never imagined before.

He’d heard that childbirth was very painful and that was a life-or-death experience.

He’d seen that much on TV.

His legs were trembling with fear.

But more than that, he wanted to give something back to him.

That desire alone kept him going.

"The skill I have is... called God of Pregnancy and Fertility’s Blessing Lv. 100."

The moment he said it, Ignatius’s dark eyes widened in shock and Shen Xinghui could hear him gasp.

Ignatius understood immediately.

He knew exactly what this meant.

Shen Xinghui’s presence was what they had been longing for.

To Ignatius, who had spoken about the possibility of the royal bloodline dying out, Shen Xinghui could be their salvation.

"I... I think I can bear your child, Ignatius."

"Xinghui..."

"I don’t have any experience, but with my skill level so high, I’m sure it’s possible. So..."

Say it, Shen Xinghui.

This is the most important part.

Ignatius was kind, too kind, and would never impose his demands on someone else.

It had to be Shen Xinghui’s own will.

He had to agree to this himself.

"So... please, will you use the pill and do it with me?"

Even though he was trembling, he managed to say it.

It took every ounce of courage he had.

His hands were still shaking, and he felt pathetic.

Useless, spineless, utterly worthless.

Ignatius hadn’t yet recovered from his shock and stared at Shen Xinghui, stunned.

That gaze was unbearable.

Standing up, Shen Xinghui began to remove his clothes.

"Xinghui!"

Being completely naked was beyond embarrassing.

He felt like crying.

However, he had made up his mind, so he kept going.

Maybe a little preparation was necessary, too.

If he didn’t invite Ignatius properly, there was no way he’d go along with it.

Climbing onto the bed, he placed one knee on it.

But he had no idea how to be seductive.

He regretted not watching adult films more openly instead of avoiding them out of awkwardness.

The few times he had seen them with friends as a joke clearly hadn’t been enough.

If only he’d had more experience for someone his age, he wouldn’t be struggling now.

"Please... take me. I’ll bear your child, Ignatius."

Shen Xinghui’s eyes burned with emotion.

It wasn’t the hazy feeling caused by the aphrodisiac—it was different.

His mind was clear, painfully so, and he had no idea what to do.