"A baby...?"
Kwak Jo-young lifted her head from Seong Ji-min's embrace and looked up.
"Yes, our baby."
Seong Ji-min said with a sweet smile.
"But since I can't provide the seed, this guy will do it instead."
"T-That is, so…"
"I'll raise the baby as my own. With Jo-young. As our child."
Wow. Hearing it again, it's even more shocking.
But why are you two raising it?
What about me? Am I not the father?
Kwak Jo-young replied, her eyes glistening with tears,
"That's… wonderful…"
"Isn't it?"
Huh? Wonderful?
Well, it might be wonderful for me, but not for you, right?
Actually, I'm not even sure if it's really wonderful for me.
I desperately suppressed the urge to jump into the conversation.
A conversation that defied all common sense was unfolding between them.
"I-I'll do it! I'll have Ji-min's baby! Let me have it!"
Oh, wow.
Why is it Ji-min's baby? It's my baby.
I think I understood why Seong Ji-min chose this girl as the first batter.
