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Aoi has her head resting on the pillow, while thinking about how to approach the news. She brought her hand to her slightly rounded belly and caressed it. Undoubtedly, she was expecting a child from Inosuke, she had been late for months.
"Hey, aren't you sleeping yet?" Inosuke questioned as he saw his wife's blue eyes open.
"I have to tell you something important."
"WHAT THING?" he asked curiously, lying down next to her and looking at her intently. His elbow is resting on his pillow and the palm of his hand is on his temple.
"I'm pregnant," her blue eyes connect with his unmoving ones. Seconds pass and Aoi wonders if he understood what she said. "We're going to have a child."
She caressed her belly and Inosuke looked in that direction, a denial coming out of his mouth.
Aoi made a gesture of surprise.
"How come no?" Of all the things the woman could have expected, having him contradict her was not one of them. "I'm pregnant, Inosuke," so she repeated it.
"No, you're just fat."
Aoi frowned, hearing that.
"I'm not fat."
"You're bloated, "Inosuke pointed to her belly.
"Well, if I am," she affirmed, "But not because I'm fat - and why do you say I'm not pregnant?"
"Because before when we were eating you told me you were full."
She remembered it well, but that was because she couldn't eat the monstrous amount that Inosuke ingested. Even if now there were two mouths to feed.
"So you're full..."
Aoi sighed. She already knew what he would say ("You're full of food").
Nevertheless, she was mistaken.
"You're full of gas," he said, "Just let out a fart."
Aoi threw the pillow in his face.