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An Arcanist in Karakura Town

Chapter 47 (NSFW)

-VB-

The somewhat honest Q&A with Urahara came to an end right about as schools were letting the students out, so when I got home, I got there just in time to see both Orihime and Tatsuki coming home.

“How was school today?” I asked them while physically opening the warehouse’s front door with a key but using a number of spiritual and magical manipulation to open puzzles and locks that were in place. Only after they were done and Hidemasa’s Great Wall recognized me did I fully open the door and allowed everyone and myself in.

“Tiring!” Orihime said with a smile as she dropped her illusion. As the illusion fell away, her student uniform changed into a blue one-piece showing off her pregnancy. She placed her hands underneath her growing belly and cupped it. “It’s really starting to get in the way, you know? I have to physically distance myself away from my desk at school!” she pouted. “Actually, can you make me some kind of … oh, I don’t know, something like a space squeezer?”

“Not without knowing if our baby might have magic or spiritual power of his own, no,” I replied with a shake of my head after closing and locking the door.

Locking the door was very important for the Great Wall’s function. See, it had exactly one weakness; its defenses meant nothing if someone left the door open. Yup. The historical facts of the Great Wall imparted a weakness on the Great Wall protecting my

That’s just how things rolled with a Heroic Spirit.

As for how I rolled…

I looked down at Orihime’s pregnant belly.

I took a deep breath in, walked over to her, and hugged her from behind.

“Alan?”

She didn’t say anything when I put my hands on her stomach and gave her a caress.

She giggled.

“I need recharging,” I grumbled. “So let me hug you.”

“Sure, sure,” she giggled before burying her head between his shoulder and neck.

“... Go to the room already,” Tatsuki grumbled from behind us, and I chuckled.

“Wanna join?”

“... Yeah.”

-VB-

There was no sex today. It was just a lot of cuddling and hugging while the three of us just lay around lazily on our bed before falling asleep for a few hours.

Some of it had to do with Orihime’s fatigue. A normal woman would be exhausted with a full day of school in the late stages of her pregnancy. While Orihime had her own spiritual powers that boosted her strength and stamina and additional magical and tinkertech devices I gave her for her convenience, it still wasn’t easy.

I blinked awake when I felt a bit of wetness on my face.

Looking down, I saw the front of Orihime’s evening gown wet with milk.

Yes, breast milk.

She’s been lactating lately… and well…

I pushed her away from me and then fully unto her back. I glanced at Tatsuki, who was sleeping in her school uniform. If she was sleeping, then she wasn’t going to be getting up unless one of us woke her up.

My hands reached up to Orihime’s chest and slid the front of her gown down and under her tits. Then I gave both of her tits a good squeeze. Milk squirted out from her nipples, and slid down her glistening skin. Ducking down, I lapped up all of the milk coming out of her.

Orihime slowly blinked as she woke up, and then looked down at me.

She giggled before moaning when I gave her left nipple a nibble.

“H-Hey, Tatsuki is right there…” she whined even as her hands came up and grabbed a bunch of my hair. “A-Ahn!”

I didn’t say anything and just kept nibbling, licking, and lapping at her tits, taking turns to and fro.

After what felt like an hour, I finally stopped.

“There. Is it better?”

She let out a sigh of relief. “It is. They were getting heavy and pressured,” she sighed. Then she gave me a glare. “Do you know how embarrassing it is to have your breasts keep leaking milk during school? If it wasn’t for the illusion, I would be the center of all school gossip!”

I just grinned. “Oh, you mean your pregnancy glow might seduce some virgin boys at school?” I asked her. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? I’m not into cheating or sharing.”

She pouted before giggling because her stomach rumbled.

“Is it time for dinner?”

I rolled my eyes at the simplicity that Orihime liked to live by. I wished that my mind was like hers, sometimes. It certainly would make life easier.

“I’ll go make it,” I said as I got up. “Western or eastern style?”

“Eastern! We had pasta for the past three days!”

“Did we?” I frowned as I got off the bed. “Huh, I guess we did.”

As I walked into the kitchen and began to pull out ingredients, I had a few other thoughts running in my head.

The first of which was my family. Without a doubt, my family was with Orihime and Tatsuki. Hidemasa was kind of like a handsome cousin, but I guessed that he would fit into the family, too, since he would be alive as long as I was there to provide him with mana or whatever else that he got from me.

The second thought was the future of that family. It was in danger as long as I continued to live here. Sure, my fortress would keep my family safe as long as they stayed inside of it, but that was impossible; people couldn’t stay cooped up forever.

The third thought was how I would solve that. I had already temporarily solved it by establishing an uneasy truce by removing Aizen’s casus belli and getting the shinigamis and Hollows to focus on the upcoming Quincies as a threat they should focus on.

The fourth and last thought was how I might get out of this situation. The constant warring and having to watch out for not only the Hollows and shinigamis but also now the European magicians and Japanese onmyouji. The trend that I was seeing was that this world was not fit for a normal person. I’m surprised that humans as a species were able to grow as populous and technologically advanced when there were forces that acted counter to human advancement.

All of this was something I was already thinking about before I met Urahara today, but now that I had some more time to think about it…

…

I think…

I think I might have to leave, if only for the sake of my family.

Sure, Orihime and Tatsuki would be sad about leaving their friends behind, but I valued their lives more than I valued their friends.

Yes, I became a local power. I was powerful here.

But what worth was that power if I would be essentially under house arrest for my and my family’s safety?

No. There had to be a way out. I will find it and use it to bring my family out of this mess.