“There’s no harm in taking a test, just to know for sure…”
Marie looked up from the toilet at Fuyuhiko, wiping the recent vomit from her mouth. “It….Hiko, I can’t get pregnant. That’s impossib-UGh!” She barfed into the porcelain throne, coughing up more liquid afterwards. After leaning back and calming down her gag reflex enough to speak, she eyed her lover and muttered, “I can prove it….Go buy one?”
Fuyuhiko pulls his girlfriend into a hug, hoping to provide some comfort. He could only imagine how much pain she was in, and attempted to sympathize with Marie. While it was paramount for the new gangster leader to have a child, if his partner couldn’t bear an infant he would still love her. His loyalty is not set by traditional expectations but on his respect for his partners.
“There’s no way in hell I’d ever have a mistress. Don’t listen to them, they have no idea what they’re talkin’ about.” He was ashamed some of the female staff and clan members had the audacity to gossip about their relationship. Most of them weren’t fond of Marie. Some were jealous other thought her to be unfit to become a boss’s wife.
Within ten minutes, his henchman arrives with the tests and immediately gives them to Fuyuhiko, who was plagued with both happiness and concern. He then places a test within his girlfriend’s palms and kisses her cheek. “Should I leave you alone for this or should I stay?”
