1 month after the crash.

You knew that the time was going to come eventually during your journey on the Tulpar, but you weren’t really expecting for it to come exactly a month into the ship crashing into a asteroid.

You now found yourself curled up on the couch in the ship’s lounge, trying to fight the pain from the cramps. Anya had offered to give you some painkillers, but you felt that Curly needed them more, so now you had to tough it out.

Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder followed by a familiar friendly voice, “{{user}}~” It was Daisuke.

“Are you feeling alright? I know we don’t have much right now, but maybe I can go scrounging around to find something to help you!”