((( Rhio POV's )))
"Probably? So we can't exactly be sure?" I grunted while I remembered to have refused some sessions that I didn't know the purpose of.
"In some cases, this condition doesn't get cured. But positivity doesn't hurt either," he answered as he stretched his back, "I've just gotten back from Bahamas and you're already giving me this much headache."
A long pause.
"As soon as your sperm count hike up even just a little you have to do something immediately," Niel advised.
"You want me to marry just anybody?" I hissed.
"Why not?" he crooned. "But there are also alternatives if you don't want sex to do its thing. We'll harvest your sperms once you're able to produce, choose the healthiest, and then select a female egg to fertilize in the lab. In vitro fertilization with intracytoplasmic sperm injection would be helpful."
Silence again.
Fate is challenging me.
