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There was one significant question.

So, here’s the thing.

If this world was the reality I lived in, honestly, we wouldn’t really think about having kids ourselves even if we were married, right?

Adoption would have been an option, and if it were legally possible, we could’ve also gotten sperm from a sperm bank.

Well, as for adoption, you skip the whole childbirth process, so that’s one thing, but if we chose the option of “having a child,” there’s just one question that has to come up, regardless of the conditions.

In a couple relationship with four women, who’s going to have the baby?

…I thought that if I threw that question out, the kids would look at each other awkwardly. The reason we hadn’t asked such questions in the past few years was exactly that.

First of all, let me reiterate, this world isn’t the world from my previous life.

It’s a world where they launch vehicles with anti-gravity, lift them into the sky, and even use spaceships.

So the methods for women to have kids were a bit more varied than the world I lived in.

Other than getting sperm from a sperm bank or finding a guy to hook up with, a new option had emerged a few years ago.

It’s about having kids by mixing each other’s genes.

How that’s even possible, I find it hard to explain. It seems like some incredibly advanced biological technology is required.

“Actually, it’s been a topic of research even with pure Earth technology. We just happened to meet the Galactic Federation before any human experiments.”

According to Jua’s explanation, there had already been successful experiments where they manipulated the genes of two male rats or two female rats to have offspring.

In this world with more advanced biotechnology, such technology might not be just a dream.

…Anyway.

Regardless of the technicalities, the fundamental question remains: “Who should be the one to have the baby?”

Honestly, after getting married, we lived quite a wild life until the year we graduated from university.

Well, whether it’s right to classify it as “wild” between newlyweds is debatable, but we were a bit different from a typical couple since there were four of us.

While the other kids were basically just me and one other person in the equation, in my case, it meant I was living my life with three beauties, having multiple relations.

…What should I say?

For me, it was an enjoyable experience to the point of feeling guilty.

In such a situation—

“I’m going to have it.”

Ha-yoon said that very decisively.

“I want to have Ji-eun’s child.”

Even though it wasn’t a child from intercourse, hearing it like that made me feel a little odd in various ways.

“Same here.”

Ji-hye said immediately after hearing that.

“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, if it comes to a situation where we really can’t handle it, I might give up, but if it’s possible, I want to have a child too.”

Well, I guess that’s a fairly common desire. Of course, while some couples might genuinely dislike having young children and not want them, typically, having kids is a part of the dream once you get married.

“I think the same,”

Jua said.

“I’ve thought that way since we got married. Isn’t it natural to have a dream of living with someone you love and having kids?”

“……”

Well, it went that way.

Alright. To be honest, I had somewhat anticipated this outcome. All three of them liked me, and if they wanted kids, of course, I would willingly offer my genes.

However, there is one problem.

“Then, what about me?”

My question made the three of them pause.

Surrounded by the table we always gathered around during mealtime in the kitchen, we fell into a silence.

“Um…”

After a long silence, Ha-yoon finally opened her mouth.

“So, Ji-eun, you too?”

“Yeah.”

I nodded.

Right. To speak honestly, initially, I didn’t have any strong desire to have kids. That’s pretty natural, isn’t it? I still haven’t completely discarded my experiences from my previous life. It’s quite faded now, but I still haven’t completely let go of those standards.

But after getting married, my thoughts changed a bit.

How should I put it?

In the end, I couldn’t help but acknowledge that I was a woman. Ironically, realizing that didn’t depend much on the other person’s gender. Since the only people I’ve had experiences with, including my previous life, are these three.

However, if that’s the case, a slight problem arises.

What I mean is this.

If my three wives are to conceive, then naturally, isn’t there only one choice for the genes? It would obviously be my genes.

Even though the three of them regard each other as close friends, they didn’t see each other as romantic partners.

But then, another problem arises here.

So, whose genes should I take?

“……”

The three of them started looking at each other quite nervously.

They might tolerate the idea of intercourse, but having a child?

That’s a different story. It’s about implanting one’s genes into my body to create a child.

…It’s definitely a choice that the women from my previous life could hardly imagine, but now it’s a different story.

I felt like this conversation was about to get lengthy.

*

It took us a bit more time to make choices once again.

For about three months, discussions continued.

We already had quite a decent income, and there were substantial savings accumulated in that time. Eventually, my in-laws were financially prepared to support us after seeing us live in marital bliss for several years. Well, it did get a bit awkward when I visited them during holidays, though.

So, having a child wasn’t a big issue.

However—

“No, this just won’t do.”

Ha-yoon said while holding her head.

“Are we really going to judge the superiority of genes? It’s impossible for the same people to do that.”

“Right. That’s a bit strange.”

“I agree. A child isn’t something you raise because it’s perfect, right?”

After chatting about various topics, when the conversation got to genetics, the three of them were clutching their heads and saying that.

“……”

In fact, during those three months, I also thought about it quite a lot. I had already graduated from university, and I had quite a bit of time to ponder since my job wasn’t exceedingly demanding.

Still, if my three wives came to a plausible conclusion and wanted to come to an agreement among themselves, I would be willing to go along with that. Isn’t a couple supposed to be of one mind? If they can gather their opinions, I thought that would be enough.

Seeing that things weren’t leading to a conclusion even after a while, I slowly raised one hand.

As the eyes of Ha-yoon, Ji-hye, and Jua turned toward me, I cautiously took a deep breath.

Then, I slowly began to propose.

“How about this?”

The three of them blinked in surprise.

After confirming that I had their full attention, I opened my mouth again slowly to speak.

“I’ll have a child with all three of you.”

“……”

Exactly. I’m a greedy person to begin with.

I was dragged into this marriage with all three of them, so it doesn’t make sense to just have a child with one of them.

That said, I didn’t intend to disregard their choices either.

So, if we’re going to have kids, let’s have them. Of course, it should be done slowly, following a proper plan.

“Um… so…”

Ha-yoon thought for a moment before carefully speaking again.

“Ji-eun, no matter how much you are, wouldn’t triplets be a bit much?”

Upon hearing that, I burst out laughing.

“Oh, there are those options, but hmm. If you all agree, how about we take our time and have them slowly?”

“Take our time?”

In other words, my thought was this.

One of the three of them would have a child.

At that time, I’d also have a child with that woman.

Once the child is born, and after spending the most challenging time of childcare—essentially when they are around two years old—then I’d have a child with the next wife.

Doing it that way, we would have “twins” with about a two-year gap, in some sense.

“……”

After my suggestion, the three of them sat in silence once again.

Then they turned to look at each other.

By the time they looked back at me, there was a fire in their eyes in various senses.

…

Well, so it seems they definitely agreed with my idea in many various ways.

“So… are we going to do that?”

Well, if we’re going to have six kids, I definitely need to prepare thoroughly.

There will probably be a lot to get ready. We might need to adjust the age differences too.

But the phrase “I’ll give birth to my own child” seemed to resonate so irresistibly with my dear wives that,

None of them rejected my suggestion at all.

…

That’s a good thing, right?

 

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