"Um… what's that noise?" Mari asked, glancing toward the door as the banging sound grew louder.
Haruto smiled reassuringly, brushing her cheek with his thumb. "It's nothing. Why don't we just keep going?"
His tone was gentle, but a faint smirk tugged at his lips as he thought to himself, 'He must be in full panic out there. So flustered he forgot a doorbell exists.'
Mari's cheeks flushed pink, and she offered a shy smile. "Alright… but, um, I heard… it can be painful."
Her gaze dropped slightly as she glanced down, biting her lip. "You're… quite big. I'm not sure if it will fit."
Haruto chuckled softly, drawing a fingertip along her stomach, which made her giggle. "I told you before, Mari—women are built to handle this. Your body knows what to do."
He grinned, letting his fingers trail along her side. "If it didn't, how would anyone ever give birth?"
