I Gave Birth to a Little Mushroom [Interstellar]

[Apology: Things have been very chaotic in my real life lately, and I just don't have the energy to keep up. I'm truly sorry to have kept you all waiting. You never know whether tomorrow or an accident will come first. I hope all goes well for you. A bow.]

[Revision progress: Chapter 22]

New blurb:

The second major turning point in my life began when a group of soldiers knocked on the door of my cramped apartment near the school and showed me a red-headed official document stamped TOP SECRET.

Deep underground, five thousand meters below the surface, a pair of eyes wearing a strange smile looked at me from ahead. It was as if they were looking at me, or perhaps at my belly.

"Do you know why they've come?"

"W-what?"

"Mum."

"Mum?" In an instant, some voice both strange and familiar seemed to rip sharp gashes through my mind.

"Mom!"

42 is the ultimate limit of the universe. We drifted at that limit for 368 years.

This was a long-planned "political marriage."

P.S. The main story is written in third person and is entirely fictional.

My friend's ongoing novel: What's Wrong with the Imperial Consort Being a Cross-Dressing Lady?!

Thanks to Miss bs for the cover