Sharing Sad Things, Halves It

Fuschia opened and closed her palms. She could feel the manna gathering in the middle.

Thanks to a short lesson from Mbayul, she was able to transfer her manna to various parts of her body with ease. And the easiest thing is to collect them in the palm of your hand. Come to think of it, she rubs her stomach quite often without realizing it. That's why she thought that maybe this was the trigger for her quick pregnancy.

Honestly, her pregnancy is still surprising. This was beyond human comprehension, even though it was a fantasy world in a novel. Fuschia is still contemplating whether is it true that there is manna involved in it or not? Or does manna harmful to the growth of the fetus?

'Well, maybe you came earlier because you also wanted to meet me quickly, baby,' Fuschia rub her tummy cheerfully.

"Huh! Are you hungry again, human?” That annoying hoarse voice must be Tuyul's.

"Don't play hide-and-seek with me, hurry here, or there won't be a