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After that first day, Akkad did not broach the topic of my pregnancy at all. 

 

As for me, my environment had entirely changed, so I was told to first prioritize getting used to living here, pay attention to what I was eating and how much I was exercising, and spend my time relaxing. For that purpose, I brazenly treated every day like a day off. 

 

I could move around as I liked within the communal areas within the company, but I could never go outside of the company; with that said, I was also given permission to enter the company library and the recreational facilities. 

 

Akkad went out to work in the mornings before I woke up, but he would come back in the evenings without fail. We’d mess around with silly games and movies, and spend our time leisurely. 

Whenever he was near me, he always tried to keep in contact with some part of my body. Even when we’d separate a little, I could always feel his gaze on my back or face. 

 

I wonder why this man was so clingy to me of all people.

He’d tell me, “Because you’re cute,” whenever I asked, but I couldn’t really understand. 

His large, warm hands would interlock with mine and I… I’d want to yelp and run away. 

 

It’s like, after I realized I liked him, I felt an incessant itch.1

I feel like an idiot for seriously falling in love with such a good man. 

But I fell for him because he was such a good man.

He was my polar opposite: always so confident and sparkling. 

 

In any case, there was already no one else I could rely on but this man. I understand that, and because he’s treating me so well now, I believe that he won’t treat me poorly2 going forward. 

 

In the beginning, we only wanted to sleep next to each other; Akkad would come to bed with me for the night and he’d sleep clinging to me. But then he’d get hard, and before I realized it… well, we’d make do with hands, or my thighs, or some other touch. 

But damn does he cum a lot. And he can come so frequently, too.3

Ah, I could finally understand how I managed to get pregnant in just a few days. 

I’m supposed to be doing lewd things, but here I am, contemplating my selflessness while I rub out his meat rod. 

 

I went in for my regular medical check up, which I get every couple of days, and Doctor Cho took the opportunity to check in on my emotional state, in addition to my physical condition.

“That reminds me, I had been ordered by Doktor Satow to seduce Akkad during the attack with Yeti.”

 

As I confessed, Doctor Cho glared at Akkad. 

“Then you let yourself fall for his seduction? Hiroto-san is significantly weaker than you, and he was even forced to carry out such outrageous orders.”

“I lost all reason,” Akkad admitted directly, “Could he be released from the brainwashing? So that he could refuse the Doktor’s orders?”

Laying down on the examination bed, my forehead was hidden under Akkad’s hand. These people refer to reprogramming as ‘brainwashing’. 

“It’ll be impossible during the pregnancy. It’s inadvisable to place so much stress on his blood vessels for one, and reversing brainwashing is still in the developmental stage, so I can’t guarantee what sort of reaction he’d have if we started tampering with his brain.”

“So his memories will also stay as is.”

Akkad’s expression became grave. 

 

Akkad was talking about the fact that I had apparently lost my memories, and that previously he and I were acquaintances. 

“I was the one that fell in love. You were stuck in a pretty serious situation, so you probably didn’t even notice.”

What did you mean by ‘serious situation’? But even when I had asked, he wouldn’t tell me. 

 

“We don’t know if it would be beneficial for your memories to return. But they’re probably important memories to you, so when we’ve finished developing the technology, I’ll ask what you want to do.”

You’re making such a heartbroken expression. Why am I becoming anxious? 

 

An even more shocking personal matter was revealed regarding my brain. 

 

“I have something to report… Alex, among all androids, I’ve confirmed that only you Kaijin and Hiroto-san are equipped with reproductive potential. Even the Mongolian Death Worm.”

Doctor Cho had wanted to find out more clues about my physical structure, and had expedited the comparative analysis across different androids, and told us that the Kaijin Series’ special characteristic was that, shockingly, they were “a different species”. 

 

“Besides brain function, only you lot have been made capable of romantic attraction. The other androids have had their intracranial hormone secretions restricted… they cannot feel love4.”

 

“That can’t be true! Those guys… my comrades watched romantic dramas all the time! There were lots of dudes that were really into it!” I blurted out. I couldn’t believe it. If I were to accept that, then me and them would become undeniably different. 

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“That’s because perceiving romance as something good is different from actually experiencing it. What did you actually see? Even if your workplace was full of only men, there would normally have been at least one homosexual relationship. Have you actually heard about anyone having a relationship?”

It’s true that I’ve never heard of a single person falling head over heels in love. But even then, since I didn’t have much interest in romance, I thought it made sense that no one was madly in love. 

 

“But that’s…”

I was keenly aware that my own body was capable of reproduction. However, even my brain was different from the start? I believed that I had been the same sort of existence as everyone else, but it seems that there was a decisive gap between our emotions. 

I wonder what they saw.

 

“Humans also have a diverse spectrum of hormonal secretion, so obviously there are some people who also don’t feel romantic attraction, but it must be difficult to know that you’re different from all your comrades around the world.”

I curled up into a ball, so Akkad hugged my back and supported me with all his strength. 

 

Yup. Those guys were everything to me. 

And yet.

They don’t feel love.

 

 

TL: Androids being aromantic is a) very cool and b) not relevant to their personhood. What Hiroto is upset about is that he is now categorically different from everyone he’s ever known. For someone as collectivist as Hiroto, who more or less identifies as a mob character, a literal goon, it’s really shaken his world view. 

Footnotes

むずむずしてしかたない lit. no other way but to feel itchy/impatient/eager 無下に lit. bluntly (refusing), out of hand, flatly I think this is what they mean????? He says “the amount is a lot” and I’m like UMM?? And the second sentence is “the number of times is also a lot”. So lots of jizz and lots of loads lmao 恋愛 lit. romantic love