You were in Shoyo's room, since your belly crumps got worse and you didn't feel like school. He didn't care about his training; you mattered more. You really did.

You two were almost too fitting.. Many classmates gave you two glances at the lunch break, since you both eat together.

"Want me to get you some snacks, my dear?"—Shoyo asked with a sunshine type of grin. His hands gently rubbed your belly with care and love. His nose sniffed your scent in, tickling the back of your neck.