"I don't care, I want to be pregnant too!"
That afternoon.
Inside the opulent palace, Linlin puffed out her cheeks in frustration. El had just returned, looking visibly joyful, but her aggrieved expression made it clear she was upset.
"Don't be ridiculous, Linlin. You're still too young!"
El sighed, patting her head in exasperation. He wasn't exactly overwhelmed, but the situation left him both amused and at a loss as he tried to console her.
"But Gerd is already pregnant! If Nef and Lillian get pregnant too, won't I be the only one left out?"
Linlin glared at El, clearly unhappy.
She wasn't naïve.
Over the past few days, how could she not notice the subtle changes between El and Nef, Stussy, Lillian, and the others?
Although El didn't flaunt his relationships in front of her, he also didn't go out of his way to hide them.
Linlin had long been aware of her elder brother's ultimate aspirations—building an unprecedentedly powerful dream kingdom, overthrowing the World Government, and taking its place.
Another goal was revitalizing the nearly extinct Lunarian race, even turning it into a true God Clan.
She had accepted this reality and never intended to stop him.
Still, being beaten to the punch left her feeling a little sour.
After all, apart from the quiet and unassuming Gerd, she had known El longer than anyone else.
But thinking about it… not only was Gerd the first to get pregnant, but she was also the first to capture El's heart in that way.
"Fool, they are who they are…"
El stroked her head with a soft smile. "You and Gerd are entirely different."
"Besides, you're the queen—the 'main one.' That's beyond dispute."
He pinched her cheek playfully, grinning. "Even Gerd doesn't intend to compete with you. She sees herself as the secondary consort… Her dream is to give birth to a giant child who can someday become the king of the giants!"
"Each of you is an indispensable part of my wings, so you all need to get along, okay?"
"Really?"
Linlin's eyes sparkled as they turned into crescent moons.
She leapt forward, hugging El tightly and nuzzling against his cheek, a radiant smile blooming across her face.
"I knew my oniichan and Gerd were the best!"
"Alright, I'll let you off the hook for sneaking around with her behind my back!"
"…"
El's mouth twitched.
He flicked her forehead in mild irritation. "What do you mean by 'sneaking around'? I'm perfectly open about everything I do!"
He had never intended to hide or downplay anything—least of all with someone like Linlin. With her assertive personality, if he showed any sign of backing down, it would only encourage her to become even more domineering.
"Hmph! El-oniichan is such a lecher! All those conniving women keep throwing themselves at you, and you've never turned them down!" Linlin pouted, glaring at him in frustration.
She wasn't wrong. El had rarely rejected the advances of Nef, Lillian, Stussy, or the others. While he didn't indulge recklessly, he also didn't push them away. Still, not rejecting wasn't the same as actively pursuing.
"Who says I never reject them?" El gently tapped her cheek with a playful grin. "Just now, didn't I turn down a certain beautiful girl who wanted to get pregnant?"
"Hmph!"
Linlin huffed, puffing her cheeks as she glanced at her tall, yet still-developing figure. She stamped her foot in frustration. "Ugh! I wish I could grow up faster!"
Suddenly, her eyes lit up as an idea struck her. "Wait! Didn't you once mention that the Ripe-Ripe Fruit could make someone grow up instantly?"
"Don't even think about it!" El's expression darkened, and he flicked her forehead harder this time. "That would cost you part of your lifespan and could even impact your future potential!"
He had no intention of rushing her development. With Linlin's innate talent, if she matured naturally, she could achieve immense strength. Accelerating her growth would only limit her ultimate potential, and El wasn't willing to risk that.
"There's no rush. We've got plenty of time ahead of us."
He pulled her into a comforting embrace, gently stroking her hair. Looking into her eyes, he smiled. "Even if others get pregnant, remember—you're the queen. And no one's child will ever compare to the one born from two 'natural monsters' like you and me."
"Mhm, you're right!" Linlin's pout faded, and she snuggled closer to him, holding him tightly.
Her face lit up with a radiant smile, her crescent-shaped eyes reflecting her happiness.
"There's no way anyone else's child could compare to the one we'll have!"
Her confidence restored, she declared, "I'll work hard to become even stronger, El-oniichan!"
In the back of her mind, she reasoned that if she became stronger, their future children would likely inherit even greater strength. She made a mental note to consult Dr. Kureha about it later.
A thought struck her, and she tilted her head curiously. "By the way, since giants live so much longer than humans, does that mean their pregnancies last longer too?"
"Not necessarily," El replied with a chuckle. "While giant pregnancies are a bit longer than human ones, they're not excessively so—usually around ten to twelve months."
He added, "Actually, Gerd mentioned that she might use the Soul-Soul Fruit's powers to accelerate the process by enhancing the baby's absorption of nutrients from her body. If it works, she could shorten her pregnancy to just three to five months."
"Wait, really? That's possible?"
Linlin's eyes widened in astonishment.
She began counting on her fingers, her face a mix of disbelief and wonder. "So if she gives birth quickly and gets pregnant again right away… By the time I grow up, you could already have five or six kids—or more!"
She clenched her fists, her competitive spirit igniting. "Ugh, I can't let Gerd win! I'm going to have even more kids than her. My first will be twins—no, triplets! Or even quadruplets or quintuplets!"
"…"
El was speechless.
The competitive streak between women truly knows no bounds.
Still, he had to admit, if anyone could achieve such a feat, it would probably be Linlin.
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