Heena looked at the System and then burst into laughter—genuine, unrestrained laughter that made her shoulders shake.
"You fool!" she said between laughs.
She reached out and flicked the System on his forehead with one finger.
'Thunk.'
"OW!" The System covered his head with his paws, looking offended. "Host! That hurt!"
"I said," Heena repeated slowly, as if explaining to a particularly slow child, "'if' the consorts are the child's father. But what if 'none' of them are the father?"
The System froze, his paws still covering his head.
"...Huh?"
"What if," Heena continued, her smile widening, "none of the five consorts are actually the biological father?"
"But—but she's the heroine!" the System sputtered. "And they're the male leads! The narrative demands—"
Heena looked at him like he was the biggest idiot in the universe.
