It was a couple of days ago I saw Mineta lying on the couch, sobbing in a fetal position. He had seemed not to be feeling well the last, couple of days and I had begun to worry about him. Then, the next day, I found out something very important.
"I was really worried," Momo said. "I didn't know what to do. I went over to him and asked him what was wrong. He told me he was having a bad day. I told him to take a break, and that I would go to the cafeteria to get him some tea. "When I got back, he was still crying. I tried to cheer him up, but he wouldn't talk to me. He told me he was going to go to the hospital, and that he was going to see a doctor. I told him not to worry, that I would go with him. "I took him to the emergency room, and they took him to a room. I sat outside the room, and I was crying, too. I was really worried about him. "After about an hour, the doctor came out and told me that he was pregnant. I was really shocked. I didn't know what to say. I was crying, too."
I was shocked. It all made sense now. And it was my child he was pregnant with.