Star Dome: Simulated breeding at the beginning, Kafka suffered from morning sickness

Don't... Kafka she... Pregnant?!

You shake your head and try to dismiss the conjecture.

It can't be, the conditions in this wilderness are so bad that even if you sleep together in a tent every day, you never have the heart to do that kind of thing.

Yet the curvature of Kafka's stomach is so pronounced that it's hard not to think in that way.

"Wait, is it ..." That's

when you suddenly remembered something.

Was it because two months ago, the night Kafka and I were in the abandoned building?

No, it won't be so easy to get into the soul, right?!

You look uncertainly at Kafka, only to see her pale face covering her stomach, and fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Countless thoughts flashed through your mind, and for a moment you felt great happiness, but at the same time a huge worry.

If that's the case, wouldn't Kafka be dangerous?!

After all, there are still many "demons" roaming around the place where they are now!

You immediately carry Kafka on your back and anxiously shout to your uncle: "Quick, uncle, let's take Kafka out of here!" "

Uncle will be aware and was about to take you away, but he heard a beastly roar coming from all directions.

I saw several hideous-looking demons with a fishy smell appear, surrounding the three of you in the middle.

"Watch out!"

The uncle immediately met the enemy and aimed his muzzle at one of the demons.

Although the demon was shot and fell to the ground, he quickly got up, and the gunholes in his body quickly healed and recovered as before.

The uncle's face changed, and he fired several shots to try to knock out the monster, but they were all quickly healed by it.

Seeing this, several other demons also rushed up, letting out a savage roar from their mouths, and their sharp claws and teeth rushed straight at you.

The situation is not good, and the uncle decides to fight off the demons in front of him first and make a way for you and Kafka to live.

He aimed two pistols at the eye of a demon and shot at the same time, and the demon suddenly cried out in pain, blinded his eyes, and temporarily lost his combat power.

The uncle quickly pulled out his long knife and cut off the limbs of the other "self-healing demon" who pounced.

The self-healing demon lay on the ground and struggled, but soon his hands and feet grew back into shape.

"Take Kafka and leave!" Uncle yells at you while grappling with the rest of the demons.

But at this time, more demons heard the noise from this side and came from everywhere.

A low roar came out of their mouths, and they viciously tore at the uncle.

You were worried about the safety of your uncle, and you hesitated a little and did not leave.

"Let's go, I can deal with them!"

The uncle said, and he bit his finger sharply, and blood gushed out, quickly converging into a huge blood axe!

It turns out that the uncle's super power actually controls blood!

Seeing that the uncle is powerful, you can rest assured to take Kafka to evacuate quickly. [

Come to the tent in the suburbs, you let Kafka lie down and rest.]

I saw that her face had improved a lot, and she was no longer as painful as before.

"Kafka, are you feeling okay?" You ask her softly.

"I'm fine, maybe the training is too hard during this time, and my body is a little overwhelmed." Kafka shook her head and said.

Although you are still worried about whether she is pregnant, you did not say it after all, just let her rest well.

???A few hours later, the uncle still hasn't returned.???

Could it be that he was in trouble?

Still is... Already killed by the demons and eaten?

All kinds of bad thoughts cross your mind, and you can't help pacing, looking into the distance from time to time.

"No, I have to go back to him!"

Time passes minute by minute, and there is still no figure of the uncle, and you finally can't sit still.

But turning to look at Kafka, who is sleeping, you worry that if you go by yourself, she will be in danger here alone.

And just when you were tangled, a familiar figure slowly walked over - it was uncle!

"Uncle!" You exclaimed excitedly.

The uncle saw you waving to him, smiled and said, "Sorry, it's late to come back." When

he approached, you found that his black coat and face were covered in blood, and even his sunglasses were stained dark red with blood.

"Uncle, these blood..." You can't help but worry.

"Don't worry, this is not my blood."

The uncle smiled slightly, dispelling your doubts.

In the past few months, you and your uncle have become more and more close, even if it is a short time, but you have regarded your uncle as a dear relative.

If the uncle sacrifices at the hands of the devil to save himself, you will definitely have a bad conscience in this life.

Fortunately, the uncle returned safely, and you were relieved.

The uncle asks about Kafka's condition with concern, and you respond that she is just a little overtired.

The uncle nodded and went to change his clothes.

Looking at the back of the uncle, you can't help but sigh in your heart, the uncle can still kill the encirclement unharmed in the face of a group of demons, and his strength is indeed unfathomable. ???

In the evening, you went to prepare hot water and food and brought it to Kafka.

You gently lift Kafka up and let her lean into your arms.

Her plump body snuggles up to your chest, and you can feel her steady heartbeat and breathing.

"Kafka, I boiled some porridge to replenish your body."

You pick up a spoon and stir the sticky porridge, the aroma is overflowing, and then scoop up a spoonful and bring it to her mouth.

"Want to drink?"

Kafka smiled gently: "Well, I want to drink, thank you."

She obediently opened her mouth and swallowed slowly.

After she finishes a bite, you take up the porridge bowl and feed her spoon by spoon.

Kafka eats slowly, and you patiently wait for her to chew and swallow before delivering a new spoonful.

Occasionally Kafka will cough softly from an uncomfortable throat, and you will gently pat her on the back until she recovers.

After eating a small bowl of porridge, Kafka's face was already a little bloody.

You put down the bowl, gently stroke her hair, and ask if she wants to eat more.

Kafka shook her head, leaned on your shoulder and said softly: "Asha, I'm full, thank you for taking care of me."

You hear her soft voice, and your heart feels soft.

You look down at her beautiful face, and finally you can't help it, and a light kiss is printed on her forehead.

Kafka was stunned for a moment, then blushed shyly, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Just make you better." You say gently, "I will always take care of you until you heal." "

Hmm."

Kafka nodded, and she leaned into your arms, your fingers folded, watching the moonlight slowly flow outside the tent. ???