A Maken-Ki Fanfic

Chapter 14

"Fuck, fuck... fuck!" I muttered, sitting on the edge of the bed, my hands gripping my hair like it could somehow pull me back into sanity. Aki was still asleep, blissfully unaware of the existential crisis spiraling in my head.

The blankets were wrapped around her lascivious body, and she had this satisfied look on her face—like last night hadn't just sent my entire future into a free fall.

Everything from last night was flashing through my mind, and it wasn't pretty. Babies. Marriage. Cumdumpster?! ¿I mean, seriously—what the hell was wrong with me? ¡I didn't want to say any of that! Am I secretly suicidal, or just stupid?

I'm not ready for kids. Hell, I'm barely ready for a harem! I had this whole careful plan. Aki wasn't supposed to get the full pregnant, babies and marriage until way later in the timeline. But no, apparently my brain just decided, "You know what, Deimos? Fuck the plan, I want pussy. Let's drop the whole future on her in one night."

Mental note: never trust myself after getting horny.

The worst part? Mentally, I'm 36. Thirty-six! ¡I should know better than this! But no. First time with a woman and I go full-on desperate husband mode. I can practically hear the universe laughing at me.

Pathetic.

I sighed, rubbing my temples. If Aki ends up pregnant... I'm going to have to take responsibility. And if that happens, the rest of my plans? Completely shot. No more slow-burn romance with the other girls. I'll have a ticking time bomb of baby drama hanging over my head.

Three or four months. That's how long I've got before she won't be able to hide it. I wanted to be careful, take my time, and build this harem properly, like any reasonable man would do.

But now? Now I have to go into overdrive, make sure the majority of the girls from the manga fall for me before I'm changing diapers.

This is what I get for thinking with the wrong head. My whole master plan for a nice, balanced harem—out the window. All because I couldn't keep my zippers shut.

Fantastic. I was supposed to be building a harem kingdom, not a daycare.

I felt the sheets move, and when I turned my head, I saw Aki with a sleepy expression. She yawned, her eyes still half-closed, and then she turned to look at me.

"..." She stared at me for a few seconds. I don't know why, but her gaze made me... nervous. Slowly, she started crawling towards me until her face was right in front of mine. Her purple eyes studied me closely.

"Kiss?" she asked sleepily, and before I could say anything, she planted a small kiss on my lips.

"Fufu, darling~" she giggled, hugging me tightly, pressing her soft chest against mine. While many would envy a morning like this, all I could feel was a drop of sweat sliding down my forehead.

The rest of the morning went by fast. We both got up, and suddenly, Aki realized the situation. In a matter of seconds, her face turned bright red, and she couldn't even look at me for a while.

She bolted to the bathroom like she'd seen a ghost, while I tried to make myself useful by cooking breakfast. Because what else was I supposed to do? Vanishing didn't seem like a viable option.

A while later, she came out of the bathroom like nothing had happened, kissed me, and suddenly everything was "darling~ this" and "darling~ that" as she excitedly talked about baby preparations. Meanwhile, I was having a minor existential crisis in silence. Clearly, this wasn't part of my life plan.

While Aki talked about cribs and baby names, I could only stare at the frying pan like it held the answers to all of life's questions. Yeah, this is normal, I thought. Nothing to worry about... I just have to manage a harem while raising a baby. What could possibly go wrong?