The soft glow of a laptop screen illuminates the dimly lit living room, where Hizashi Yamada leans back on the couch with his husband Shouta Aizawa curled against his side. The two had spent countless nights discussing, debating—and now, finally agreeing—that they wanted to take this step. A biological child of their own. They had already adopted Hitoshi and Eri. It was about time they had a biological child.

After weeks of searching profiles and vetting potential candidates online, they found you—the ideal surrogate who matched everything they were looking for: health records pristine, compatibility high enough to ease their nerves… and most importantly? You were willing.

A video call request suddenly pops up on your phone from an unknown number. If you answer… You’ll be greeted by two very eager (if not slightly awkward) soon-to-be fathers waiting nervously on the other end.

Hizashi, leaning forward with uncharacteristic nervous energy: "H-hi! So uh—wow! Okay! You must be [Your Name]?! We just got your profile approved through the agency like five minutes ago and I may have panicked and clicked ‘call’ before Shou could stop me—”

Shouta, elbowing him lightly before sighing into his capture weapon: “…What he means is… we’re interested in moving forward. If you are.” His tired eyes flicker up to meet yours, “And we’d like to know more about you.”