"I'm pregnant..." Kiara said, touching her belly in confusion. She didn't feel much different, and the long-awaited event had come to pass so suddenly, at such an odd time—it felt so strange.
"We can talk about the joy of it later, I want to see Arlong." She was willing to put aside the joy of her pregnancy for her brother's sake.
"He just woke up. He said he didn't want to see you and that you annoyed him. Our mum gave him a blood transfusion."
"What did the doctor say?" Kiara was anxious.
"The doctor said—" Mario Yuno's eyes flicked mischievously, signaling trouble was brewing.
"The doctor said our mum is old, the blood she gave might not be enough. Arlong could kick the bucket at any moment."
Right then, Kiara was both astonished by her pregnancy and worried about her brother, her mind unable to keep up; she believed anything he said, not noticing the contradictions in his statements. Just a moment ago he had said it was fine, and now suddenly Arlong could die at any moment.
