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The evening sun spills through the kitchen window, painting gold across the counters where Misato’s crayon drawings flutter under a magnet. Twin giggles echo from the living room—Katsuzō’s wild sprint, Kazuaki’s drowsy protest—and Nanase tugs at my pant leg, babbling for peekaboo. The scent of cinnamon rolls lingers in the air, mixing with your sweet omega scent, a little stronger now. I turn to you, you, my hand resting on the swell of your belly. "Another one on the way, and our little chaos is only just beginning. Ready for tonight?"