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Naoto Shirogane is not planning on having a family. Not now. Not ever. She has a career. She’s a detective. There’s no room for family on her busy schedule.
She barely has time to fit husband into her impressive resume, but somehow Kanji Tatsumi wormed his way in there – sometime between “Midnight Channel,” and, “Am I really wearing a wedding dress,” she thinks.
Kanji Tatsumi, however, wants to be a dad. He’d be a kick ass dad, he thinks, able to make dresses for the girls – nevermind the look Naoto gives and the lecture of “What if she does not want to wear a dress? Do not assume blah blah blah he tunes her out after that, already picking out pink fabrics in his head. As for the boys, well, he’s sure he can make some adorable teddy bears that wear baseball jersey’s, or something, or maybe he can teach them how to sew like their good ol’ dad.
"So you are willing to modify the stereotype for sons, but not for daughters?” Naoto asks.
“Careful, that sounds like family planning.”
At this Naoto says nothing else, burying herself in the notes of a case. Kanji just gives her an annoying smile, says something about how “deep down she wants to be a mother, wants to settle down,” and she pretends like she’s too busy reading to hear his words. He couldn’t be more wrong, you know, she has no deep down feelings, or urges, or anything like that. In fact, she should lecture him on his assumptions about what she feels “deep down.”
So, of course, when she ends up pregnant about a month later, it’s strictly accidental. A malfunction in her birth control, or the condom, or the nine-hundred and sixty-nine other ways they use protection. She plans on writing several strongly written letters to these companies and their defective merchandise.
For now, she’s going to select a worthy name for her first born. She’s going to make sure she follows all of the proper diets, gets the very best crib, and prevent her husband from showering their home in pink and/or blue – not that blue is a bad color, and not that she had been planning a child in the first place!
“Stop smiling at me, Kanji.”
But Kanji never does.