The Villainess in the Romance Fantasy Is Strange

99. And Changing (5)

The moment I opened the door to the bedroom that had become a makeshift delivery room and went in, I felt dizzy.

What on earth had happened was that the white curtains hanging from the ceiling of the bed were torn diagonally, as if a wild animal had scratched them.

I had such stupid thoughts like, “Was that loud noise I heard a little while ago actually the sound of thunder?”

“……what?”

I was shocked by the unexpected sight and stopped in my tracks.

Maria glanced at me, then turned around and began giving instructions to her servants.

“Ceres! Quickly take away the torn curtains and bring me more towels to wipe Leah’s sweat. Lily! You bring me a towel that Leah can hold in her hand. It must be sturdy, and absolutely not small. Do you understand?”

“all right!”

“Oh, I’ll bring it right away!”

A blonde ponytail answered vigorously and passed me by in an instant.

I had been hesitating, but then I came to my senses and approached Maria, who was trying to sort out the situation, to see if there was anything I could do to help her.

“Excuse me, Maria. Is there anything I can help you with?”

Even as I ask her questions, Leah is groaning on the bed. Her face is red and she is struggling, clutching at the bed sheets as if she is tearing at something she can grab onto.

Since the babies in the womb are twins, it seems like it’s harder than giving birth to one child. Seeing them sweating so much and suffering like that, I just can’t stay still.

“Teacher, is there anything a man can do?”

Mary looked at the old midwife and asked.

The midwife examined Leah’s lower body covered by the blanket, then quickly raised her head and gestured to Leah.

“A man can’t do anything, so hold the young lady’s hand and cheer her up.”

“Oh, uh. Okay, I understand.”

To do as I was told, I moved closer to Leah’s upper body, where she was practically tearing at the blanket.

When I looked at him from up close, his facial condition was even more serious. His eyes were tightly shut. His teeth were clenched, his masticatory muscles were prominent, and beads of sweat that he had not been able to wipe off were forming on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

Is there anywhere I can get a towel or something similar?

After some hesitation, I rummaged through my pockets and took out the handkerchief Leah had given me and wiped away the sweat. But Leah didn’t open her eyes even though something touched her face. This must be proof that she didn’t have the luxury of opening her eyes even for a moment.

“Miss, just calm down, just a little more effort is all you need! Keep breathing and tighten your lower abdomen!”

“Ah, huff… … .”

“Miss Leah, it’s almost done, so stay calm! Just keep your pace as the teacher said, and stay calm, okay?”

“Ugh, huh, huh… … . Sir, Sir… … !”

Leah was writhing in pain with a frown on her face. I felt so sorry for her and wished I could hurt her instead. But I couldn’t, so I grabbed Leah’s right hand to give her some strength.

“Yeah, I’m here.”

When I intertwined my fingers, the strength of Leah’s grip as she tore at the blanket was transmitted to my palm. The old saying that humans can exert greater strength than their natural strength in extreme situations was true, and Leah’s soft grip felt stronger than that of an average adult male.

“I brought you a handkerchief!”

“Here, I brought a towel too!”

“Put the towel by the bedside, and use the handkerchief to wipe away Leah’s sweat!”

“Oh, yes!”

“Give it to me, I’ll do it.”

My handkerchief was already soaked with sweat as cold sweat poured down Leah’s face. I took the handkerchief from the blonde with a ponytail and wiped the sweat diligently, and placed my other hand on the back of Leah’s right hand.

With the intention of receiving all of Leah’s strength, I held her hand tightly, leaned my upper body over her, and whispered to her to try a little harder.

As if those words had given her strength, Leah frowned and stretched out her left arm.

But, in an instant, my left arm shot forward and rose above my head instead of my hand.

“……uh?”

“Ah, huff… … .”

He grabbed her by the hair and began to pull it upwards as if he was pulling out grass from a field.

“Uh, uh, uh… … !”

I couldn’t stand the excruciating pain I felt on my head and groaned. I would usually endure it, but this was literally a pain on a whole other level.

In dramas and movies, there are often scenes where women fight while pulling out their hair. Does that mean that all those people endured this kind of pain while acting?

My head hurts, but I can’t shake off Leah, so all sorts of thoughts are running through my head. I want to get out of this place, but that would mean leaving Leah behind and living alone.

As a husband, I couldn’t do that, so I held Leah’s hand like a rat catching a relay race that ran away with the money.

“… … Heh heh, huh, huh!”

“Ah, ah… … . Ah, ah!”

“Oh! I see it, I see a head! Teacher, head, head!”

“Miss, just a little more! Just a little more, you’re really getting there!”

“… … Ah, ah! Aah, ah!”

“It’s done, it’s really done! Just a little more, really!”

“Hey, it’s coming out, it’s coming out!”

I looked down at the other side of the blanket as I gave Leah a handful of my hair as she groaned in the pain of childbirth.

The midwife and Maria’s words did not seem to be a lie, as I could see a small baby’s head emerging through the gap. I held Leah’s hand tightly and opened my eyes wide.

It is a precious and noble scene where the woman I love gives birth to my child.

Forgetting the pain for a moment, I vividly remembered the rare sight that I would only see a few times in my life.

“… … Ugh, ugh!”

wah wah!

With a short scream, the baby’s entire body came out. The baby, who had encountered the world for the first time, burst into loud cries. The midwife quickly wrapped the baby in the swaddle she had prepared, and I, who had watched the entire process, sighed in relief at the thought that it was finally over.

“Teacher, does the child seem okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine. So hurry up and get ready for the next one… … .”

“… … Huh, oh my!”

But that wasn’t the end of it. Leah’s grip only loosened for a moment, and soon she was grabbing my hair again as if she was going to rip it all out.

Grabbed by the hair, I glanced down in confusion. Beyond the blanket, following the first child, a second child was preparing to see the light of day.

“I think the second one will come out soon, teacher!”

“Miss, it’s not over yet! Power, power! Put more strength into your lower abdomen!”

‘… … Ah, right.’

The baby in Leah’s stomach was not one, but two twins. Wow…

I had momentarily forgotten because of the pain of my hair being pulled out, but our children were twins. As soon as I realized that, a groan escaped Leah’s mouth and I pulled out my hair again.

“Khuh, huh, huh… … !”

“… … Ah, ah, oh!”

“It’s coming out, it’s coming out! Come out quickly, teacher!”

“Miss, it’s really done! Just a little more, just a little more!”

“… … Huhuhu, huhuhu, huhuhuhu!”

“Ugh, ugh, ugh ugh… … !”

* * *

… … 15 minutes later.

To cut to the chase and get to the point, Leah’s twin birth went smoothly. Both the mother and the two babies were healthy and had no particular problems, and as soon as they came out into the world, they cried loudly as if they were in harmony, so everyone in the household knew that a successor who would become a bridge between the House of Elebeth and the House of Reinhard had been born.

Of course, there was the tragedy of losing a handful of my hair in the process, but I think it was a cheap price to pay for Leah and the twins being healthy.

“… … Ah, my head hurts.”

I muttered without realizing it because it was really painful, not metaphorically. In the middle, I was also excited and my adrenaline was rushing, so I almost forgot about the pain, but when the excitement subsided and I became calm, my head started to throbbed.

“Still, well… … .”

There is nothing in the world happier than being able to look at my child, who is wrapped in a blanket and babbling. What’s the big deal about hair? The health of my wife and child is more important.

I sincerely thought so, and looked at my first child with happiness, then turned my gaze slightly to look at Leah. Leah, who was holding my second child in her arms and looking at me with eyes full of maternal love, noticed my gaze and met my gaze.

“… … It’s pretty, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I think it’s pretty because it looks like you.”

Even though she was still a newborn, her facial features were so distinct that it seemed like the second child, a girl, would grow up to be a beauty comparable to Leah.

I muttered, thinking that was really true, but Leah just snickered as if she had heard some nonsense.

“Huh, what are you talking about… … .”

“Oh, you’re not joking? I really think so.”

“Yeah, okay. Can you give the kid this way?”

“Aren’t you going to change?”

“Uh, no. I wanted to hug them both at once.”

“Are you okay? Are your arms weak?”

“It’s okay, I won’t be the only one holding you. You’re right next to me, right?”

I guess it meant let’s hug together.

I knew what she was thinking just from her eyes, so I approached Leah while holding her first child in my arms, and gently hugged her while giving her a hug.

As I put my body against my first child, my second child, and Leah, an indescribable fulfillment filled my heart.

Although there was no particular word, Leah seemed to feel the same way as I did, as she looked up at me with moist eyes as if her heart was touched.

“West, isn’t it amazing?”

“Yeah, it’s really amazing.”

I couldn’t express my feelings with a simple word like “amazing.” Various feelings of happiness were rising up out of nowhere, and various emotions that I had never felt before having a child seemed to be covering my whole body.

If I, the father, am in this state, Leah, who gave birth to me through pain, must be enjoying a greater sense of fulfillment than I am. Thinking about that, I was very curious about Leah’s feelings as the mother at this very moment.

“Leah, how does it feel to be a mother?”

“… … I feel so, so happy.”

Leah looked at me with a big smile on her face.

“What about you, West? How will you feel when you become a father?”

“Me? I, uh… … I feel like I have to live harder for you and the kids… … . Don’t you think so?”

“I’m working hard now, but more here?”

“Yeah. I want to be a husband and father who is not ashamed of our child, and of you, Leah.”

“… … Oh, I see. So you’ve really become a father.”

“You’re a real mother now, aren’t you?”

After exchanging meaningless words, we looked at each other for a while and then snickered.

“You worked hard giving birth to twins. I’ll do better from now on.”

“Okay, I’ll do well, sir.”

I held the child and Leah in my arms, tilted my head and rested my forehead against hers.

“I love you, Leah.”

“… … Huh, me too.”

Today will be an incredibly happy day.

And, from now on, only happier days await me than today.

Thinking that sincerely, I slowly closed my eyes.

“……love you.”

“Yeah, I love you… … .”

* * *

“Oh, Leah. Is there anything you want to eat? You can eat anything now. Just tell me and I’ll prepare everything.”

“There’s something I want to eat… … . Oh, there is one thing.”

“Huh, what is it?”

“… … Our Western love?”

“… … .”

Even though she’s a mother, her personality remains the same.