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Because she suddenly started craving pork cutlet bowls from the convenience store at 2 AM, Sakurai dutifully offered to go buy them for her, nevermind the fact that it was ridiculously late and he had work in the morning. "I can get them," Morioka said. She held her hands up anxiously, watching as Sakurai laughed softly and pulled on his coat. "You have to work tomorrow, I can still sleep in."
"You're the one who's pregnant," Sakurai said, smiling.
"But it's so late," Morioka protested, but Sakurai ignored her, giving her a kiss.
"I'll be back soon. Do you want anything else?"
"Let me come with you," Morioka said, and she grabbed her coat.
xXx
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She only buttoned the top two buttons; the rest of her coat was splayed open, unable to close shut because of her protruding abdomen. Sakurai had begged her to let him buy her a bigger coat, but Morioka refused: it was too much money, and she would only be pregnant a few months anyway. "But it's cold," Sakurai said. Morioka waved her hand.
"I have hot flashes. It's okay."
At the very least, his sweatshirts fit her, and he knew with all the layers she could stay at least moderately warm.
The convenience store bell rang. "Welcome," Fujimoto said. He was working the graveyard shift again.
Sakurai went to the bento section while Morioka walked around to the cold drinks in the refrigerator aisle, tapping her fingers along the glass and staring wistfully at the cans of beer. "They don't have pork cutlet," Sakurai called out. "Do you want a rice ball?"
"Um..." Morioka frowned at the refrigerator. Her eyes widened.
"Yuta! Yuta come quick!"
"What is it?" Sakurai rushed over toward her.
She grabbed his hand and stuck it over the sweatshirt. "I think I felt the baby kick."
"Really?" Sakurai said. He palmed her belly. "I don't feel anything."
"It felt like flutters," Morioka said, excitedly. She moved Sakurai's hand lower. "There! I felt it again. See?"
At the counter, Fujimoto peered over the register.
What the hell were they doing? Fujimoto squinted his eyes at them. Morioka was giggling and Sakurai was blushing stupidly, and it was only then that Fujimoto realized Morioka was grabbing his hand and sticking it under her shirt.
("Wah! I felt it!" Sakurai said. "It felt like a tap, right?" He palmed her belly lower. "I felt it again!")
Fujimoto's eyes narrowed.
xXx
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Hayashi and Lily were standing in a field when Kanbe came online.
"Look, it's Kanbe-san!" Lily said, waving.
"Don't 'Kanbe-san,' me, what the hell were you two doing?" Kanbe said.
"Eh?" Lily said.
"What do you mean?" Hayashi said.
"Feeling each other up in the grocery aisle! Aren't you both like thirty?"
(In real life, Sakurai reddened while Morioka moaned. "Oh god, how embarrassing!" Morioka said.)