The Falsely Executed Marquis’ Daughter Wants to Live Peacefully with Fluffy God

ason to disagree, so I took Laura up on her offer.
I decided it’d be best to leave the design and color up to Laura.
I know that Sandorion’s products are wonderful.
I’m sure they’ll make cute clothes that will suit Marianne. 

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That day, the entire mansion was filled with tension.
A tense atmosphere enveloped the area.

　Mother’s labor pains had started last night.
I knew the baby would be born safely, but I was still worried, so I waited in the room next to my parents’ room, wrapped up in Leon.
Incidentally, my brother and Chris seemed to feel the same way, and they came in the middle of the night to the room where I was waiting.

　Leon took the form of a lion to calm us down, saying, “You can fluff him as much as you want.” So the three of us leaned on Leon and chatted while we fluffed him gratefully, but his fluffing was so comfortable that I fell asleep before I knew it.

　I was awakened by the sound of a new baby’s voice echoing energetically from my parents’ room.
My brother and Chris seemed to have also been lulled to sleep by the comfort of the fluff.
They woke up at the same time as I did.

“It looks like the baby has been born.”

At first glance, my brother seemed calm, but his face looked happy.

“Big Brother.
Chris.
Let’s go and see!”

“Wait a minute.
Wait until Marie comes to call you.”

I was in a hurry to run out of the room when Leon stopped me.

“What! I can’t wait to see the baby!”

Chris glared at Leon in displeasure.

“Birth is hard.
It’s not over when the child is born.
There’s something called post-processing.”

“What’s post-processing?”

Leon explained to us about childbirth.

“…………childbirth is very difficult.”

Leon’s explanation was shocking.
Childbirth is life-threatening.

“You sure know a lot about it, don’t you, Fluffy-kun? Have you ever given birth?”

“Of course not! I’m a man.” (lol)

Leon’s a god, so he must’ve encountered the birth of life before.

For a while, the three of us waited in silence, when there was a knock on the door and Marie came in. 

“The birth was successful.
It’s a pretty young lady.
The madam wants to see you, so please come to the next room.”

Prompted by Marie, I stepped into my parent’s room.

I thought Mother would be tired after giving birth, but she beckoned to me with a gentle smile.
She looked more beautiful than usual.
Father was standing beside the bed, crying.
He had witnessed the birth.

As I approached the bed, I saw Marianne energetically creaming next to Mother.

“Rio, do you remember your promise? Give this child a name.”

“Mother, may I hold the baby?”

Mother nodded, so I gently picked up Marianne.
She stopped crying.

Looking at Marianne’s face, did she just smile? No way.
She hasn’t even opened her eyes yet.
It’s probably my imagination.

I stroked Marieanne’s soft cheek.

“You shall be Marieanne Marina Grandeur.
Thank you for being born.
I’m so glad to see you again.”

We finally met.
My precious little sister Marianne.
I couldn’t help but shed a few tears.
My crying father wiped away his tears and took Marianna from my bosom.  

“Your sister gave you a good name, Marianne.”

As expected, by the third child he is a master at this.
The way Father held her was quite a sight. 

“You held the baby as if you were used to it, Rio.”

“I’ve done it before.
Would you like to try holding Marianna, Chris?”

Hmm~ Chris thought about it while crossing her arms.
Brother was fearfully holding Marianne with the help of Father.

“I’m… a little scared.
I feel like she’d break.  But she’s so cute.”

“It’s okay.
SHe doesn’t have a fully developed head, so you have to hold her while supporting her neck.”

I explained, using my arms to make gestures of how to hold the baby.
With a gulp, Chris lifted Marianne fearfully from out of Brother’s bosom.

“She’s soft.
And very warm.”

Chris’s expression softened, but she still felt like she’d break her.
So she gently laid Marianne down next to Mother.

When I looked back, I saw Leon, who was quietly behind me with eyes wide open in astonishment. 

“What’s wrong? Leon?”

“N, no.
It’s nothing.
You’re right, she’s a cute baby.”

Leon nodded his head, but I could sense that something was wrong.