Waking up in a big hospital room is never the best thing, but it's certainly not the worst.
"System alien thing, what happens now?" I asked the strange alien that put me into this body and position.
[W-well, since you have lived, the plot changed slightly, but not too much. It doesn't hurt, and the advancement is at four percent!!]
"..Four percent? You think that's something to celebrate?"
[...Considering we just got here, to this foreign land, and all you did was fall asleep, I'd say four percent is pretty good.
"Are the police still investigating the video?" I asked him.
[Yes, host, they are. they're attempting to trace where the email came from.]
"I see. Help them with that. Make it seem like our perpetrator tried to hide it through many wifi towers, and then trace it back to the protagonist. Make it so that there is a traceable money transaction between him and the ring leader of my rapists." I order the alien.
[...Doesn't that seem too easy?]
"No. Just do it, or I'll report you."
[...That's not possible, host.]
"Isn't it?"
[...I'll do it, but first, host, I must inform you... You are pregnant, and you have to keep the child.]
...
What?
"P-p-p-" I stuttered and then stopped. "What?"
[Yeah. You were out a lot longer than I expected and it's now been two days since the assault, and since you are an omega, you can get pregnant. Very unfortunate that you were caught during your mysterious estrus period.]
"...They made me drink something, could it have mimicked an estrus, making it possible to impregnate me?"
[Possibly.]
God damnit, system.
"So what happens now?"
[…have the baby, and drive your bastard brother down into the depths of hell?] the system guessed.
"…that's not a good answer, system!"
[…it sounded like a good answer to me. Right now, it's best for you to focus on healing. And the baby. We don't know who its father is, after all.]
"…what If it looks like one of the rapists? It might not have happened to ME but I have horrible memories of it…and it feels like it did happen to me. I want to skin myself, and bathe in a bath full of bleach."
[…I'm sorry, host.]
"I'm sure."
I crossed my arms, taking in the room I was in. It was nice. Big and spacious.
[H-host...] the blue alien said hesitantly.
"What?"
[The god system... it won't let me do what you asked. It said- it said that you are not allowed to take the easy way out since this is your job. He said you will be rewarded for well-completed jobs, and you will get penalties for badly completed jobs and that I am not allowed to help you on that scale.] He looked remorseful, but I was full of doubt.
"Then what *can* you do? How will you be useful to me?"
[Moral support?]
"..."
[heh.]
"Get out of here and don't come back until I call you."
[Okay... TT]
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