"This... It's difficult to say. Although there is a larger than average chance of having a malformed kid from a marriage, it does not guarantee that they will."

The pupils of Wills Waltson grew heavy. This was his dying wish—at the very least, his child shouldn't suffer.

"She is pregnant, is there any way to confirm that?"

"The inspection still has to be performed."

What do we have to do once a child is born? Wills Waltson nodded.

"We must step up our monitoring and routine inspections."

Actually, Wills Waltson did not find the doctor's response to be consoling, but he remained uncertain.

He didn't want his kid to run...