"Akon!! Why is that Shinigami with the big boobs saying that I'm pregnant!! I'm not, right?!! I can't be pregnant!! I'm too sexy!!"
He sits down next to her, taking both hands in his and patting them endearingly.
“Kitty. This is the twenty-seventh time we’ve gone over this. I even recorded the last eight times we had this conversation for some form as proof, see?” He waves a list of videos on his phone in front of her nose.
“Now I still do not understand what kind of odd defense mechanism is keeping you in the absolute depths of denial, but really Kitty-Candy it’s getting a bit ridiculous. There is no way you are unaware of your condition given your current size-- no I’m not calling you fat I’m saying your way past the ‘just showing’ phase. It’s been six months-- time to face reality.” He points at the giant bulge of her belly. Really he is kind of thankful for this odd amnesia since this was his only defense against his baby mamma killing him outright for making her have stretch marks.
