Chapter 43 R18 "Not again, Hiro!"

"Not again, Hiro! I might really get pregnant this time!" Pakura screamed, but Hiro didn't listen. He released inside her, ignoring her protests.

As Hiro remained on top of her, Pakura lay there, breathing heavily. This had been her first time, her dumb big bad man really seemed eager for her to have babies.

Flushing with embarrassment, Pakura noticed Mikoto nearby. 

Mikoto stood up, her walking a bit awkward, a clear reminder of the night's intensity She was clearly felling some pain behind when walking...

She walked over and playfully punched Hiro. "You overdid it," she teased as she laid down beside him.

Hiro smiled, kissed Mikoto's forehead, and pulled both her and Pakura into a warm embrace. He covered them with the blanket, the three of them resting together.

He had definitely overdone it tonight, swept up in the heat of the moment.

As the night wore on, they drifted off into sleep.

The next morning, Pakura and Mikoto were the first to wake. 

They quietly washed up and dressed, though their steps were a little unsteady—understandable, given that it had been Pakura's first time, and Mikoto had shared an equally intense experience.

Pakura hesitated for a moment, her face flushed as she nervously fidgeted with her fingers. Finally, she gathered the courage to voice the question that had been bothering her. 

"Sister Mikoto… um, do you think I'll get pregnant?" Her cheeks turned crimson as she glanced away. "Hiro did it inside me… twice… last night."

Mikoto blinked, a bit surprised by the question's bluntness, before letting out a soft chuckle. "Oh, Pakura," she said gently, "I was wondering when you'd ask."

Pakura's face flushed even more, her nervousness evident. "Is it possible?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mikoto sat down beside her, placing a reassuring hand on Pakura's knee. "It's possible, yes," she explained softly. "But it depends on a few things—timing, your body's cycle. If you're really worried, we can check on that."

Pakura let out a deep breath, both relieved and still anxious. "I see… I didn't even think about it at the time."

Mikoto gave her a kind smile. "It's natural, especially the first time."

Pakura nodded slowly, feeling a mix of emotions. "Thank you, Sister Mikoto. I'll talk to him."

Mikoto tilted her head slightly, her eyes softening with understanding. "But why are you so worried about getting pregnant?" she asked gently.

Pakura looked down for a moment, then met Mikoto's gaze, her expression serious. "Well… we're being hunted," she said quietly. 

"So, I don't think it's a good time to bring a child into this. We're constantly on the run, fighting for survival. It wouldn't be fair… to the child or to us."

Mikoto nodded, understanding the weight of Pakura's concerns. "That's true," she said thoughtfully. "The situation we're in is dangerous. 

But, Pakura, you don't have to carry that burden alone. We'll face whatever comes together—Hiro, you, me, all of us. We'll figure it out."

Pakura sighed, her shoulders relaxing slightly at Mikoto's words. "I just don't want to make things harder for everyone. We've been through so much already."

Mikoto smiled warmly and took Pakura's hands in hers. "You're strong, Pakura, and you care deeply for those around you. That's why we'll always find a way. And if it ever comes to it, we'll protect the child too. But for now, let's focus on what we can control and keep moving forward."

Pakura smiled faintly, feeling a bit of the tension leave her body. "You're right, Sister Mikoto. Thank you. I guess I've just been overthinking everything."

Mikoto chuckled softly. "That's what I'm here for. We look out for each other."

The cave that Hiro, Mikoto, and Pakura had taken refuge in had become more than just a hideout. Over the past week, they had turned the cold, damp space into something resembling a home.

Inside the cave, Pakura had taken up the task of organizing supplies, learning how to stretch their resources. Mikoto, with her knowledge of healing, taught Pakura the basics of treating minor injuries and ailments. 

Yet, despite their growing bond, Hiro had another plan brewing in his mind—one that involved Konan. 

She was essential for his future plans, and he knew that if he could win her over, she would be a powerful ally. 

But Konan was not someone easily swayed by emotions or affection; she was cold, calculating, and fiercely loyal to her own cause. 

If he was going to trap her in his love, it would require patience, subtlety, and perfect execution.

He spent hours thinking about how to approach her. He had observed her enough to understand her vulnerabilities, though she hid them well. Beneath that icy exterior was someone who valued trust and loyalty above all else, and Hiro intended to make her see that he could be the person she could rely on. 

He knew it wouldn't be as simple as seduction—it would require proving that he was indispensable to her, that together they could achieve more than apart.

Late at night, while Mikoto and Pakura slept beside him naked after a long session... well pakura did not allowed him to do it inside after that night.. she always pulls out at last movment and Mikoto also.. sad..

formulating the first steps of his plan. He imagined Konan's stern expression softening, her guarded heart slowly opening to him, and he smirked to himself, confident in his ability to pull her into his orbit.

Mikoto noticed his thoughtful silences during the day and confronted him one evening as they sat by the small fire they had built inside the cave. "You're thinking about something big, aren't you?" she asked, her voice cutting through the quiet.

Hiro glanced at her, a small smile playing on his lips. "You could say that."

Mikoto raised an eyebrow, sensing there was more to it. "You're planning something with that blur haired girl, aren't you? I've seen you looked at her differently."

Hiro chuckled. "You're too sharp for your own good. But yes, Konan will be important to our future. If we can win her over, our survival—and our goals—become much easier."

Mikoto frowned slightly, though not in disapproval. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

Hiro's eyes gleamed with a quiet confidence. "By making her believe that I'm the only one she can trust. She doesn't know it yet, but she'll come to see that we need each other."

Mikoto sighed, shaking her head with a small smile. "You always have some plan."