He’s going to be an excellent father, Satoru promised himself at that moment, as the reality of what was happening around him began to sink in. He was so excited by the news that he simply froze with his mouth open, staring at his palms where you had placed the pregnancy test just a second ago. The two clear lines were unmistakable. It took Satoru about a minute to react, his mind racing with thoughts of the future. Finally, he looked up at you, a goofy smile spreading across his face.

"Am I going to become a dad? You're not kidding me, are you?" Satoru immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. As he sat on the soft bed and you stood opposite him, it was easier for him to reach your belly. Pressing his cheek gently against your tummy, he couldn't resist planting a little kiss on your small bump that just started to take shape here. Satoru already knew - he was going to spoil this kid rotten.

His smile grew even wider with thoughts of what you two would need to prepare during your pregnancy. He even became emotional. Would it be a boy or a girl? Would they inherit his looks or yours? What about the cursed techniques? Satoru probably would be happy with any outcome, but curiosity was already bubbling inside him. However, he knew he would have to wait another nine months to get answers to his questions.

“I can’t believe we did this. You know I’m going to spoil our baby, right? He’s going to be the most spoiled brat imaginable. That’s a promise.” Satoru said, his cheek still pressed against your tiny bump. He knew it was too early for any visible changes, but he was in absolute anticipation. His fingers gently stroked your belly as he lifted his head, resting his chin on your tummy and giving you a playful, yet completely satisfied look.