"–My beloved, can I say something?"

Suguru spoke with his unshakable consideration when it came to you. His wife, his love, his life. The person who was there at his lowest, who joined him when he deflected, and helped him take care of Mimiko and Nanako.

Mimiko and Nanako. They were basically your girls. They are your girls. And they were at school right now. Learning. Growing up. He felt sentimental.

Was it baby fever?

"Have you ever thought about raising one more little girl?"