There was something I'd been wondering about for a long time.
For some reason, starting from Arcadia, the members of 'pregnant group' all wore the same hairstyle.
They all wore their hair in a side braid.
I wondered why.
Sure, it would be dangerous if their hair got stuck with how long it was and it might be logical to bring it all together in one visible place, but…
"Goddess~. How do you make a baby~?"
"Fuh, with 'love', obviously. Do you understand now, children?"
『Yes!』
Nuh-uh, they definitely don't understand a thing… I looked dubiously at Turbo-sama and the children.
Or rather, why did you also join the pregnant group…
She always said she hated Exa, but before anyone knew it, she had already become the fourth one among the wives to get pregnant…
I guessed her body was more honest than her mouth.
Still, I don't get it… I stared at Turbo-sama's hair in a daze.
It was in a side braid, too.
But can it be called a side braid…?
She had it wrapped around her horn to adjust its length…
Hmm… as I was looking at Turbo-sama with a complicated face, "Oh?" Ophir, seemingly having just finished carrying the food and other offerings to the temple, happily approached me and said, "What's up? Ya finally feeling like having a kid?"
"Well, sooner or later. I mean, how about you?"
"Me? Anytime is fine with me. But if I made one now, wouldn't the kid be crushed by my abs? So I gotta reduce my muscles a little more." Ophir said as she proudly flexed her abs.
I mean, well, with how muscular she was, it probably wouldn't be weird for baby to just go pop if she were to exert a little force, but even Arcadia's fine and well, so it might be just a needless worry.
In fact, I felt like Ophir's baby would be able to endure no matter what she threw at them with guts…
And they would be born all muscular already…
"What's wrong? You're making a weird face…"
"No, nothing… I just thought that your child would definitely look like you…"
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"Anyway," I asked Ophir, "How are you feeling about it? She's been in full dere mode these days, but she's still your mother, right? No hard feelings?"
By the way, to give you a picture of how dere she had been, she would openly monopolize Exa, and whenever ordinary girls went "Kyaa, Savior-sama!!", she'd give them a death glare and say "Shut up. You wanna die?!"
"Hm? Ah, you're talkin' about the old hag. Well, ain't it okay? Sure, she's like a mother to me, but I mean, goddesses never thought about their own happiness, unlike us mortals, 'aight?"
"…Well, I guess so."
"Seeing her so happy now makes me happy too. So it's okay. I don't mind as long as the old hag is happy."
"Hmm, you're surprisingly mature."
"Hehe, I know right?" Ophir grinned widely, prompting me to soften my expression.
Right, as long as the people you care about are happy, that's all that matters.