I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

“Why… did you… say that?”

Cass asked me like a child whose only candy in the world had been taken away.

I could tell that the end of his bass voice was shaking a little.

“The reason is that…”

[The Gods, unable to resist the tantalizing taste, cry out.]

[Only the God of Benevolence, Oman, is leisurely appreciating it.]

I lightly removed Cass’ hand that was holding my waist.

At that moment, I saw his eyes widen again.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, asks you if you’re going to kill Cas.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, is looking for a sedative.]

“Saintess…”

Of course, I wanted to see his reaction like this, but I have no intention of stopping him and killing him.

Should I say this is revenge from before?

I took Cass’ hand off my waist and placed it on my lower abdomen.

“…Why do you think that is?”

For an instant, his eyes wavered again.

He seemed relieved that I hadn’t pushed him away.

And after a few seconds, curiosity began to appear in his eyes.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, finally sighs in relief and sits down in his chair.]

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, wags his tail and looks forward to the next scene.]

“…”

Cass just looked into my eyes as if he couldn’t find the answer to my question.

Cass Lloyd, the owner of a brilliant mind and fantastic resourcefulness who never fails in any deal, also has a weakness.

It’s a lack of insight into relationships between the sexes. He learned from dating guides, but it wasn’t much help in practice… In the end, he learned through actual battles with me and barely rose to a decent level.

“Did I make a mistake?”

It’s still like that when he sees such vague answers.

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, clicks his tongue, saying that he needs a ‘marriage guidebook.’]

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is frustrated and asks why he doesn’t notice.]

[The God of Art, Mond, complains that if it were Reihausd, he would have known just by looking at your eyes.]

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, nods her head as if Kyle will do so as well.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, laughs as if he’s dumbfounded by Ciel’s agreement.]

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, growls at Odyssey.]

“…No. It can’t be.”

I gave Cass a hint again.

As I gave strength to his hand that touched my stomach.

For a moment, Cass twitched his eyebrows as if he realized something.

“Do you have an upset stomach?”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, falls backwards in his chair.]

As if that was what Cas said, she touched my stomach and asked with a firm expression.

“I will heal you with my divine power.”

Cass had high-level divine powers.

I hurriedly grabbed Cass’ hand and sighed.

As expected, I have to be honest to understand.

“Marquis.”

“…”

Cass’s eyes were shining with worry as he looked at me.

I stared at him and kissed him again.

“I’m pregnant.”

Cass was looking at me.

His expression was still the same, and I could hear the t

of the second hand of the clock moving.

For three, five, and ten seconds, Cass stayed in that posture and that same face.

[The God of Art, Mond, cautiously comments that Cass seems to be broken.]

[The God of Death, Kairos, agrees with Mond.]

And when almost thirty seconds had passed, Cass’ lips opened.

However, even though his lips were open, no words came out for a long time.

[The God of Love, Odyssey, explains that such a reaction can occur when a person receives a shock that is difficult to handle.]

“…Ha”

Even after my lips opened, what came out for 10 seconds was a syllable that I couldn’t tell whether it was an exclamation or a sigh.

It was a moment when I furrowed my eyebrows a little because his reaction wasn’t clear.

Cass stretched out his hand and pulled me forcefully into his arms.

As I was held in his strong arms, I could tell that he was happy.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, smiles with a happy expression.]

“…Saintess, I…”

Cass’ low voice had a deep tremor unlike any other voice I had heard before.

The hand wrapped around my back was firm, and the sound of his heart pounded my heart.

“I… Even though I haven’t done anything for you….”

However, I was shocked by Cass’s words that followed.

“Excuse me…”

You just gave me a tiara worth 100,000 franc!

I tried to come up with something to rebut, yet he held me tighter and I couldn’t continue my words. 

“…How could you give me such a big gift?”

His voice seeped into my ears.

“I have never been this happy since I was born.”

Cass’ voice was full of emotion and sincerity.

I was about to refute his statement, ‘I didn’t give you anything,’ but I closed my mouth.

For this moment, I decided to completely listen to his feelings.

Cass, who had been hugging me for a while, carefully let go of me.

Soon I could see his face.

“…”

Anyone who sees it has a face full of emotion.

We had similar faces like this when we first connected.

“I’m glad to have your child.”

I smiled brightly and told him.

“…”

Then Cass distorted his expression for a moment and covered his eyes with one hand.

In fact, I already saw that the corners of his eyes were red.

It feels strange to see a man who has everything in the world react so strongly.

I reached out and gently patted Cass’ shoulder.

[The God Knowledge, Hessed, sniffs his nose again.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, smiles happily.]

[The God of Fate, Bellatrix, blesses the baby in your womb.]

Thus, today we became the mother and father of the baby in my womb.

***

“Don’t you think this is too much for breakfast?”

The next day, I was exhausted as I watched the endless influx of meals.

Cass asked me what was the problem.

“Pregnant women must consume balanced nutrition.”

“But there are too much… Ugh…”

In the end, I became nauseous from the smell of crab meat soup.

Cass, his face hardened, hurriedly put the food away.

“What’s going on? I’ll call a priest.”

“Ah… I’m just having morning sickness.”

“If it’s morning sickness…”

Cass’ eyes wavered.

No matter how capable and knowledgeable he was, he was a beginner as a father-to-be.

“They say that in the early stages of pregnancy, I experience nausea and morning sickness. So, I want to eat a light breakfast like usual. Salad and vegetable juice are appropriate. Otherwise, I will end up throwing up.”

“…I see.”

Only now did Cass nod his head with an approving expression on his face.

“I’m sorry. I made a mistake in wanting to do the best.”

“I understand how you feel, Marquis, but the best isn’t necessarily the best.”

His eyes wavered at my words.

“It’s best if it’s a favor that suits the situation.”

He looked at me for a long time.

“Right. I seem to have forgotten about it for a while.”

With a look in his eyes as if he had realized something.

A moment later, Cass stood up with a determined expression.

“Enjoy your meal. And if you need anything, please tell me right away at any time. Even more so if it’s something that will make you happy.”

“Are you going out?”

It was almost time for Cass to go to work.

“Today I’m going to get to know my teachers.”

“Pardon?”

“Now we’re entering a completely new phase and we need to prepare. I need to know what is best for you as a husband. And… as the father of the child in your womb, I have a lot to prepare for.”

Cass’s face looked a little red as he added his words.

“Do you mean education for prospective fathers?”

Well, it’s necessary because we’re not in an age where knowledge can be obtained through smartphones like in modern times.

It’s reassuring to see him taking such active steps.

“Yes, I guess you could say that.”

Cass walked over to me and reached out his hand to gently stroke my hair.

In his deep blue eyes, my slightly pale appearance was contained.

“I could give all the precious things in the world for you.”

His soft voice was heard.

“What I want to give and what you need will be different, so I will try to be the husband you need.”

Cass spoke to me with a determined expression.

[The God of Love, Odyssey, nods her head in satisfaction at Cass’s promise.]

[The God of Art, Mond, encourages you to do a lot of difficult things.]

I reached out my hand and stroked Cass’ cheek and spoke to him.

“Thank you.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, quietly marks on the calendar the remaining days from the 12th week of your pregnancy.]