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

[You want to ask Uncle, but when you look up, he has lost his last breath of life and quietly closes his eyes.

You have mixed tastes in your heart, holding the little pendant, tears dripping down it.

No matter what the truth is, uncle will always be the most important family to you. 】

【You picked up the two parts of your uncle's body, and your heart was extremely sad.

Although the uncle has been sleeping for a long time, you still hope that he can lie in a safe and hidden place from the bite of the beasts in the forest.

You pick up your uncle, walk to a hut on the side of the road, enter through the wall, and gently put the uncle down.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely bury you well. "

You said this to your uncle, and although you knew he couldn't hear it, you still wanted to talk to him.

[Then, you hurried out of the hut and rushed to the hospital.

【After entering the hospital, the nurse on duty saw that you were covered in blood, startled, and came up to ask if you needed help.

You shake your head to say you're okay, wipe your face clean, and tell the nurse that you're here to wait for your girlfriend to give birth.

The nurse recognized you, immediately told you to go to the bathroom to clean up, and prepared clean clothes for you.

Soon after, you clean yourself up in the bathroom, which makes you feel more awake.

When you return to the hallway, the door to the delivery room is still closed, and you can't hear anything inside.

You can only sit anxiously outside the delivery room.

"Kafka, you must be safe.

[It wasn't until the door of the delivery room opened and a baby's cry came, that you looked at the nurse who took the baby out of it, and for a moment felt that what was in front of you was very unreal.

You're in a trance and haven't reacted yet.

The nurse came over to congratulate you with the child: "Congratulations, it's a boy, mother and son are safe." "

Boy?" you are confused, subconsciously taking the baby and holding it in your arms.

"Did we have a son?" you muttered to yourself, looking down at the little one in your arms.

He's so small and wrinkled, but he makes you feel joy like never before.

"Son, my son and Kafka..."

You looked at him and finally felt that you were really a father.

While you were still immersed in joy, the nurse walked out of the delivery room with another baby in her arms.

"Wait, how come there is another one?!" you look confused.

"Congratulations, it's a dragon and phoenix fetus, a man and a woman!" said the nurse with a smile.

You looked closely at the two children, both surprised and delighted.

They all seem healthy, have stopped crying at the moment, and lie meekly in your arms.

Although they are still babies, you can see that they all look like you and Kafka, which is very cute.

And near the back of the neck of the two children, there is a star-shaped birthmark like you. 【

After the nurse took the two children to the examination, she took you to the ward.】

I saw Kafka lying weakly on the hospital bed, her face pale and her forehead oozing fine sweat.

When she saw you, a hint of joy crossed her eyes, and she immediately waved her hand slightly to signal you to go over.

You hurried forward to take her cold hand, "I'm here, Kafka."

Kafka nodded weakly, seemingly without the strength to speak, and she looked at you with reassurance in her eyes.

Seeing this, the doctors and nurses also withdrew in amusement.

You quietly accompany Kafka.

Even if the two did not speak, the silence at this time was beautiful and warm.

After a while, Kafka's face improved a lot, and she smiled: "

Asha, we seem to have given birth to the right dragon and phoenix fetus."

You nod, "Well, both children are healthy.

"But... One man and one woman, isn't that too much? I'm not ready. Kafka was a little worried.

"No, I think two are just right. So that the child can have a companion in the future, just like when we were children. You said gently.

"No, I didn't mean that.

Kafka was a little distressed, "I mean, the name I thought of for the child before seems to be unusable." "

None of that suits them well..." she sighed.

"Not fit?" you wondered.

"yes. After all, they are twins, so the name must always be a better match.

"It's the kind of name that makes people think, 'Oh, they're brothers and sisters.'"

"Hmm... What is the best name? It's annoying.

She continued to mumble, clearly caught up in a tangled state.

A moment later, suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and stared at you with bright eyes:

"Asha, what do you think is a good name? "

Me?" you pointed to the tip of your nose, looking stunned.

"Yes, hurry. Haven't you thought of a name or two for our children?" You

hesitated for a moment before replying, "This... When, of course, there is. "

You really haven't thought about this yet.

After all, giving birth to a child, being a father or something, you still don't have a real feeling, let alone choose a name for your child.

"Then tell me if it's appropriate. Kafka urged.

"Well, let me think about which one to choose..." You

thought for a while, and suddenly an epiphany

came to you: "Yes! Let's call them Star and Dome!"

The meaning is to make them as free as the stars in the sky. You explain.

"

Star Dome?" "I like it!" Kafka's eyes lit up, "Then it was decided that our children will be called Star and Dome in the future

!" She was so happy that she put her arm around your waist, "Asha, thank you, you are a genius!" You

touched Kafka's silky purple hair and smiled: "Hey, if you like it."

[After a while, Kafka suddenly remembered something, looked at the door, and then looked at you and asked,

"What about Uncle?

"Uncle, he... To save me, sacrificed already.

Kafka was slightly startled, and then returned to normal. She looks at you fixedly, not knowing what to think.

You pull out the pendant and show Kafka the photo inside.

"Before he died, he gave this to me.

Kafka took the pendant and quietly looked at the photo above, without much wavering in her expression.

This is Kafka, who can always remain calm and rational even when the sky falls.

"So he's gone."

Kafka said lightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "What about the demon?"

You answered.

When Kafka heard this, she bowed her head slightly and did not say anything more. [

You have been quietly together for a while, and after Kafka's physical strength recovers a bit, you suggest that you better leave here so as not to cause more trouble.] [

You are worried that in addition to the demon of the sword, there may be other mutants or demons coming to hunt Kafka, so you can't stay here for long.]

[Kafka agrees with your idea. 】