"The part about making babies, of course!"

A ripple of laughter. Izaya tried to look a tad embarrassed. He knew that being dramatic would not hold on this kind of show and that it was best to aim for funny/endearing, bonus points for some goofiness. The therapist sighed. At least Izaya had not gone into the hindrance of using condoms or even worse the kinks of milk play.

"I see! That is quite an interesting philosophy."

"So true. I believe the more you enjoy making babies the better they'll turn out."

Izaya flashed a brilliant smile and plenty of girls found it absolutely adorable.

"That's the way it goes, I see. How about looking into your baby's eyes? It must be a precious moment!"

Izaya caught the drift immediately.

"Yes, of course! It's all about Sakura-chan."

"And you chose pink because of Sakura-chan?"

Izaya bounced. Kasuka wanted to hire Izaya to join his company right there and then.

"That is correct! Pink is such a cute color."

Kasuka waited a couple of moments to let the crowd nod in agreement and then tackled a new angle.

"So tell us, can you tell us more about how you two met? We know it was at work but I'm sure the audience is dying for more details."

Kasuka too seemed extremely eager. Izya adopted his most heartfelt tone.

"It was raining that evening. I was returning home after a grueling day in the city, back to my empty apartment made empties by its sheer size. Suddenly it occurred to me how lonely I was and how empty everything felt. Just then I saw the most beautiful girl standing in the rain, waiting for me. I could hardly believe it. I offered her my umbrella. We locked eyes and it was love at first sight."

The therapist shook his head. He was of course familiar with this story but Izaya had hyped it somewhere along the line. It was probable that Izaya never told the same story exactly the same way but added bits and pieces, elaborating on points and fabricating others.

"And then?"

"It was only later that I learned that Namie wanted to hire my services."

Kasuka's eyes glittered mischievously.

"Izaya-san, could it be that you're a host? You've got the looks, that's for sure!"

Izaya blushed immediately, a very off character thing for him to do if not for the fact that he had mastered the art of endearing bashfulness.

"I'm hardly that..."

"No, no, you are most definitely cute!"

Izaya agreed wholeheartedly but he saw fit to change the subject as it would only emphasize his cuteness.

"Currently, we're working on getting a sibling for Sakura-chan!"

"How great! Siblings are so important, aren't they?"

Izaya nodded solemnly.

"That's right. We both have younger siblings and we dote on them."

Erika said something to the effect that Namie might do more than just dote and Kida commented under his breath that Izaya's sisters were more terrorists than anything else and needed to be kept entertained lest they unleash Armageddon.

"What are you rooting for, a new baby boy or baby girl?"

"Either way it'll be wonderful and we'll be so happy. I'm sure that having siblings will be a great experience for Sakura-chan."

Namie took over now.

"It is not as if we would let it up to chance. Yagiri technology can manipulate the embryo and select for a gender. It is a complicated procedure but it delivers flawless results. Except when the embryo gets re-absorbed in utero but that is hardly a sequel-"

"Namie, Namie, Sakura-chan is saying 'mommy'!"

Sakura-chan was of course saying nothing of the sort, in fact since she was an artificial baby she had not been programmed to say anything at all. Izaya knew this very well but he knew Namie often lost track of things in the thralls of the wonders of science. This was a fluffy show in which potentially disturbing natural processes were not to be mentioned. The audience wanted beautiful couples, chubby babies and sugary declarations that gave everyone cavities, not the details behind embryo resorption.

Kasuka placed his ear next to Sakura-chan.

"I hear it too! Aw, Sakura-chan's first words! You heard it here, live!"

Everyone clapped. Mikado found himself clapping along with the rest.

"She is a very clever girl, you must be a proud daddy!"