“Uu… G-Gi-chan… wait, a moment….”
Sensing something was wrong, Ye-sol asked Gi-chan to put him down on the floor.
“Haah…. I want to stay like this a little longer, huh…?”
Just as Gi-chan was reluctant to let go, his expression changed. Gi-chan slowly lowered Ye-sol onto the carpet to ensure he wouldn’t get hurt.
“You… your pattern….”
Following Gi-chan’s bewildered gaze, Ye-sol also looked at the flower pattern drawn on his lower abdomen. Unlike before, the pattern now glowed brightly with a red color. The two of them stared blankly at the mysterious light.
“Mmmeut…!”
It was then. Ye-sol suddenly felt abdominal pain and moaned.
“What, what’s wrong?!”
Gi-chan approached Ye-sol in surprise, then bulge. Seeing the lower abdomen rise, he backed away again.
“What… what’s going on…?”
“Ughhh, my stomach… it hurts! Arghhhh…!”
Ye-sol embraced his swelling belly and doubled over. His stomach felt like it would burst. The pain that started from below the navel was indescribably agonizing.
“Ha Ye-sol…! W-what’s happening… could it be, because of m-me…?”
“Ugh… owww…!”
“Ha Ye-sol…!”
As Ye-sol struggled in pain, sweating profusely, Gi-chan grabbed his shoulders to support him. Despite Gi-chan asking again what was wrong, Ye-sol, with a pale face, found it difficult to answer as he clutched his stomach.
Splash…!
That’s when it happened. Like water breaking, Ye-sol’s buttocks became wet and water gushed from his hole. As the carpet became soaked, Gi-chan tried to carry Ye-sol in his arms to seat him on a wooden chair.
“Huff…! N-no! Hey, b-bucket…!”
“What? Bucket?”
Not understanding why a bucket would be needed in this situation, Gi-chan wore a dumbfounded expression. At this, Ye-sol made an irritable face and firmly pulled Gi-chan’s hair.
“Q-quickly…! Bring the bucket! Hurry!”
“Ugh! O-okay.”
Enduring the strong grip that felt like his scalp might tear off, Gi-chan quickly brought the bucket as Ye-sol instructed. Clank. Ye-sol promptly placed the bucket on the floor and positioned himself over it.
“H-hold me… up…!”
Gi-chan, who stood awkwardly in front of the urgently shouting Ye-sol, supported him with both arms. Placing the bucket under his reddened, plump buttocks, Ye-sol slightly bent his knees and strained with a “nnngh.”
“Hey… you, don’t tell me….”
Though Gi-chan belatedly realized what Ye-sol was trying to do, it was already too late. Ye-sol had already prepared to lay eggs and was straining his buttocks muscles.
“Nnnnngh…!”
Perhaps because he had expelled Dong-jeong’s semen once before, applying pressure downward wasn’t too difficult. However, this was different from simply expelling accumulated semen from the intestines.
“Ahnnnng!”
Ye-sol strained again and gritted his teeth with a crunch. Gi-chan, who was watching, offered his forearm to bite. Though Ye-sol shook his head in refusal, the pain from below made him bite down hard on the forearm with bulging veins.
“Mmmph…!”
Peek.
And with one more forceful strain on his lower abdomen, something light green appeared through the gap in his hole.
“Wh-what’s coming out….”
Gi-chan’s eyes wavered. As he suspected, Ye-sol was indeed giving birth to something. The round, fruit-like object gradually revealed itself each time Ye-sol strained. Drip…. Fluid ran down his thighs, helping with lubrication, and the hole widened fully. Suddenly, with a splash, water burst.
Plop, plop, plop….
The fully revealed object fell into the bucket with a rolling sound.
“Hah, haaa… ah….”
Ye-sol, drained of energy from laying eggs, finally released Gi-chan’s forearm from his teeth. Gi-chan, supporting Ye-sol to prevent him from collapsing, checked inside the bucket on behalf of the struggling Ye-sol.
“What… is this…?”
What had fallen into the bucket was a teardrop-shaped, light green seed. The fist-sized seed emitted a mysterious glow as if it housed a living being.
“Mmm….”
Ye-sol lay on the carpet, feeling his lower abdomen. Perhaps because he had laid the seed, the flower pattern that had been glowing red returned to its original state. His bulging abdomen receded, and the aching pain disappeared.
‘So this is what… Flower-nim meant by laying seeds….’
Only then did Ye-sol realize that his ears had been dull, and he had misunderstood the daisy’s words, thinking innocently. Though he felt a bit sad, he thought it would be fortunate if this appeased the daisy’s anger.
“I, I want to… see it too. What does it look like…? My seed….”
Although it was strange to have laid a seed with a male body, Ye-sol was curious about how the seed he had directly produced looked.
“Hey, you know what this is….”
“I do. It’s what we made from having sex, you and me, Gi-chan.”
“……”
Since that seemed correct, Gi-chan was left speechless. Eventually, without saying anything else, he took the seed out of the bucket. Though this was his first time experiencing such a thing, it was surprising and still unbelievable, but thinking it was a seed laid by Ye-sol, he didn’t feel bad about it.
“Here.”
When he wrapped the seed in a cushion lying around and showed it to Ye-sol, an exclamation burst forth.
“It’s beautiful…!”
To Gi-chan, it didn’t particularly seem beautiful, but somehow Ye-sol seemed like he would view anything new that way. His eyes sparkled as he examined the seed. Gi-chan found himself oddly drawn to that appearance.
‘Why…?’
Though Ye-sol’s body was a mess from bodily fluids and he seemed as stupid as a simpleton, Gi-chan kept feeling concerned. It was obvious that they had entered this strange space because of Ha Ye-sol, yet he didn’t want to blame him.
“…But why did I act like I was in heat earlier?”
“Huh?”
“It might sound like an excuse now…. But you saw it too, right? I think it was because I got suddenly pricked by that tentacle? It wasn’t my will.”
“Hmm… I see.”
“……”
Contrary to Gi-chan’s expectation, Ye-sol’s reaction was indifferent. It was as if he were saying, “Wouldn’t you have acted that way even without being pricked by the tentacle?” Gi-chan felt somewhat upset.
“Hey, Ha Ye-sol.”
“Yes?”
Ye-sol placed the cushion-wrapped seed in a corner and turned to Gi-chan. At that moment, Gi-chan was at a loss for words. Did he have something in his eye? Ye-sol’s face emitted a mysterious light.
“W-wait.”
Rub, rub. Gi-chan vigorously rubbed his eyes. Something must have definitely gotten into them.
“Um… Gi-chan.”
Just then, Ye-sol quietly called out to Gi-chan. Hearing the voice calling him, Gi-chan stopped what he was doing and looked at Ye-sol. Ye-sol’s face was glowing even more than before.
‘What is this? Am I going crazy? Is this a side effect of being pricked by the tentacle…?’
Gi-chan resolved to go straight to the detox center as soon as he got out of here.
“Why don’t you call me milk tits anymore…?”
“What?”
At that moment, Ye-sol asked cautiously. His eyes, full of disappointment, somehow looked cute.
“Crazy, he’s not cute….”
“Huh?”
“Nothing, it’s nothing.”
When Ye-sol, with his poor hearing, failed to understand Gi-chan’s muttering, Gi-chan cleared his throat with a “ahem.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
