I sat in the main room next to Kensei, quietly knitting a pair of baby booties. Kensei was looking at one of his dirty magazines and across the room Hayato sat in a massage chair Akisame had built.
"This is phenomenal!" the elder exclaimed. "Akisame I can't thank you enough for this massage chair! It does a great job of loosening up my tension. It feels absolutely amazing!"
I smiled at this and continued to knit, my needles clacking together.
"That's good," Akisame said, standing at Hayato's side. "Miu's wanted to get you one for a while, but I knew I could piece together a custom one for you. I'm glad you like it."
In truth, the chair was powered by Kenichi. He was on a treadmill with ropes around his ankles and wrists. He complained loudly, but I knew he would appreciate the effect the contraption had on his muscles.
"How are you feeling, dear?" Hayato asked.
"I'm fine," I said. "Kensei's medicines helped my nausea."
"That's good," Hayato said. "Would you like to try out the chair?"
"No thank you," I replied. "Akisame had me test it after he had built it. It wasn't very comfortable and I'm not tall enough."
"I could give you a massage later, my love," Akisame offered.
"Just a massage?" I asked with a smirk. His eyes darkened.
"Whatever you want, darling," he said in his deep voice.
I looked up when I heard a loud banging on the door and a declaration that the visitor would take over the dojo. I was used to these things by now and they were becoming annoying, though I had to admit Akisame made a tidy sum off the bones he reset. I resumed my work as Kensei went to take care of the intruder, much to Akisame's chagrin.
"He beat me to it," Akisame growled.
"Next time, dear," I said, my hands not stopping my work.
All was quiet for a moment except when the intruder crashed through the wall and landed on Kenichi, crushing the machine that powered the chair in the process. I ducked as a piece of the machine whizzed over my head and yelped.
"Kensei!" Akisame barked.
"Sorry about that!" Kensei called.
"You have to be more careful!" Akisame scolded. "You destroyed my machine and almost hurt the mother of my child!"
"Is she okay?" Kensei asked, darting into the room and looking towards me.
"I'm fine," I declared, standing. "It didn't hit me!" Akisame glared at his friend while Hayato lifted me easily into his arms.
"I think it's time for some lunch, young lady," he bellowed, walking away from the bickering friends. "How about some of those yummy dumplings you made last night?"
"Uhm…okay…"