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Kotoha’s stomach clenches at the declaration of what’s going on with her. Her nerves threatened to activate to empty her of anything she had eaten this morning. The young woman moved her hands to cup her belly. Holding herself as Douma wanted to reconfirm.
Mei nods, making them accept reality.
“Young Lord, Young Kotoha is expecting.” Kotoha tries to remember what her mother had said when it came to bleeding. That most women aren’t pregnant when they bleed. She had bled and yet she was expecting. Twice since she first started her relationship with Douma. “She is early on but she is indeed with child.”
A child at the age of fourteen, even her mother waited till she was seventeen to have her with her father eighteen. She has heard tales of young mothers but they had a wealthy husband. Some much older than them by a decade.
She guess she could have had it worse.
Though as she looks pass Mei to where her father had been standing with her mother. Her mother now come to her side to pull her into a hug. Her father was clenching and unclenching her fist. She figured her father had punched Douma and was about to have a stern talking to once Mei left.
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Douma wasn’t surprised when he was dragged by the scruff of his Yukata to the garden. Some followers were watching. Stunned and not knowing what to do. He did raise his hand to one, stopping him from using a bowl on Riku as he manhandled him.
He does worry that some loyalist will continue his parents’ will. That they will bring harm, ‘discipline’ and even death to those who step out of bounds.
Out of the hundred or so that had been there not even a day before, only about forty were left. He needs to make up his mind about what he is going to do.
For now, it was surviving another encounter with Riku.
Shoving him down to the ground of the garden , towering over him for all to see. Those who wanted to see what an angered father had to say.
“YOU GOT MY DAUGHTER PREGNANT?!” Riku glares down and is beginning to lose control of his breathing. His stance stiff as he runs a hand through his hair.
Douma swallows before he speaks.
“Yes sir…I am the father.” His own heart was pounding in his chest. It was always a possibility as soon as Kotoha and him had started having sex with each other. Each time he left his seed in her, there was the chance of a child coming from it. He was reckless.
He put Kotoha in this position and he needs to pay for it.
“She doesn’t need to-“
“SHUT UP!” Riku was now pacing, the grass crunching under his feet. Harsh breathing as he tries to put his thoughts together.
After ten back and forth paces, Riku finally slowed down. His anger cooling for a time as he looks back at him. Eyes still burning but much like heated coals.
“You will provide for us as Kotoha decides what she wants to do. You won’t be left alone with each other till she tells me want she wants. To either have you or leave you. Either way, you need to show me that you are better than your father. If I catch a single sniff that you are anything like him, I will leave with my family.”
Douma blinks, eyes big before he nods.
He wants Kotoha to stay.
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“Kotoha, what do you want to do?” Kimiko already knows what Riku was going do the moment he roughly grabbed Douma and dragged him out of the room. Her daughter was a bit startled and had hiccuped some vomit but wasn’t a full episode. She has since calm down as Kotoha held herself.
Her daughter looks up her eyes a bit wet.
“I want to stay here with Douma, Kaa-san. Don’t let Tou-san take us away.”
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After the initial shock and stress of everything Douma had to reinvent and reform his temple. His Kotoha was expecting and he can’t have her fearing or worrying about anything.
So he had found the loyalists of his disheveled congregation come together in his throne room. Upon his bean bag he sat, fanning himself as he smiles. Wide to show all his teeth as he tells them of the good news.
“My dear followers, those who still believe. I understand I struck out, and I must apologize for telling you the harsh truth of our precious paradise. It was a false illusion that I needed to strike down. Especially now that I am to be a father soon.” Most had known, the gossip having spread like wildfire,e but that did not stop the buzz of excitement. “With this news and my rise to my full status, I wish to bring a new Eternal Paradise. To be true to what I have previously preached. So I wish for you to make it a reality.”
Some of the loyalists turn to each other, one straightens his back more than the others, giving a bow to him before speaking.
“Founder-sama, your father had done terrible acts against your female followers, calling it discipline. Many here stood by, shouldn’t they be punished?” Douma’s grin goes flat as he closes his fan, tapping his chin with it.
He had thought about it before he thought of the punishment that seemed fitting.
“If you know who had participated, have their balls removed. Anyone who knew shall be left to do hard labor on the farm and any repair of our beautiful temple.” Douma then smiles, his eyes crescenting. “Anyone who doesn’t agree with these conditions will be put to death.”
He will sculpt this place into his image. For it was now for him and Kotoha.
Their unborn child’s future home and safe haven.