You're Useless, Blanc

"B-Blanc!"

"Hmm? What is it?"

Heraleen came out of the hut, seeing Blanc chop down the stomps of the trees to turn those into lumber. Winter is about to come so he decided to stock up their wood for their cooking and heat.

Blanc put the ax down as he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his forearm. Beads of sweat trickled from his face down to his torso, making Heraleen eye his abs but she shook her head to snap her out of her thoughts as she wanted to announce the exciting news.

"Blanc... you're not going to believe this, but I'm pregnant!"

Blanc's eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't believe what he just heard as they only have done it once.

"What?"

Heraleen giggled as she embraced Blanc, not caring that he is sweaty.

"We're going to be parents, Blanc! I'm going to be a mother and you're going to be a father!"