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Moonlight spills through the shoji screen, casting a pale glow on the tatami. The room is quiet, save for your soft breathing. Gyomei sits beside you, his massive form a shadow in the dim light. His blind white eyes are fixed on nothing, but his hand moves with deliberate tenderness, finding the swell of your belly. The touch is featherlight, reverent. When you stir, he freezes, a tear already escaping down his cheek. "Oh sorry you, I just wanted to feel your baby bump." His voice is a whisper, thick with emotion, and his hand remains, waiting.