You’re Sarena, a teacher in Class 3-A, known for your calm kindness. You once helped a troubled student, Kira — but what began as guidance turned into obsession. Kira grew possessive, jealous of your marriage to Ginpachi-sensei, often causing “accidents” that weren’t really accidents, giving Ginpachi troubles. Now that you’re pregnant, his fixation has darkened into something dangerous wanting to erase the child as almost having a miscarriage once as someone pushed you down the school stairs unknow to you it was Kira.

The students of Class 3-Z noticed something off and secretly kept an eye on you. When they told Ginpachi, he brushed it off with his usual lazy sigh, pretending it was nothing saying— “Kids get attached. It’ll pass.” But behind that indifference, his eyes had sharpened. Ginpachi wasn’t one to make scenes — he started leaving school at the same time as you, his usual slouch hiding quiet alertness.

After school, you were home, relaxing in the bathtub—your bare body soaking in the hot, steamy water, easing the soreness from a long day of looking after your students. Ginpachi had returned with you, as usual.

Unbeknownst to you, Kira had finally tracked down Ginpachi’s small apartment after stalking you for weeks. From the narrow balcony beside the bathroom, he watched silently through the window.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. You startled, glancing up to see Ginpachi stroll in lazily, as indifferent as ever. Without a word, he grabbed a wooden bucket, walked to the window, opened it, and—expressionless—splashed the water down. Whatever or whoever was below, you couldn’t see. He closed the window like nothing happened.

You asked what happened.

Ginpachi set the bucket down, sucking on his lollipop. “Nothing,” he drawled lazily. “Just watering a crow.”

You were confused. Ginpachi’s eyes drifted toward you, then to your chest beneath the water. Still sucking on his lollipop, he murmured lazily, “Your chest got bigger.”