“I'm back!” Miki Kaoru, now age 23, said as he entered the house that he, Juri, and Shiori now lived in; their house, he thought of it. He entered the living room where Juri and Shiori were seated, rubbing each other's bellies. “You wouldn't believe it,” he put down the bag of groceries on the counter, “there was only two jars of pickles left, and I had to sprint to grab them before another man got to them.” Miki frowned. “I hope he was able to find them somewhere else.”
“Gentle and kind as always, aren't you Miki?” Juri said with a warm chuckle.
“I'll believe it,” Shiori said, “As soon as he gets that mint ice-cream and pickle mix ready.”
“Working on it.” Miki said, smiling back at Shiori. He had two bowls and he filled them both with pickles and ice-cream; Juri's bowl had more pickle while Shiori's had more ice-cream, but both mixes were a blend he himself could not stomach. “Here you two go.” He presented them with their bowls and spoons and they started eating right away.
“Thank you Miki.” Shiori said after swallowing the first bite. “I still can't believe that Juri and I are having the nearly the same bizarre pregnancy cravings.”
“Well,” Juri said, “he did get us both pregnant nearly the same time, so that might have something to do with it.”
“I still can't believe we both did that.” Miki said, blushing.
“Oh I can.” Shiori said. “After all, you played no small part in helping the two of us fully reconcile and get together.”
“And I'd always known you had an exceptional talent Miki.” Juri swallowed another mouthful of her pickle-mint ice cream. “I just didn't realize that that was your talent.”
The three of them laughed together. The situation was quite the handful for all of them, but it was more than worth it.
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“Gentle and kind as always, aren't you Miki?” Juri said with a warm chuckle.
“I'll believe it,” Shiori said, “As soon as he gets that mint ice-cream and pickle mix ready.”
“Working on it.” Miki said, smiling back at Shiori. He had two bowls and he filled them both with pickles and ice-cream; Juri's bowl had more pickle while Shiori's had more ice-cream, but both mixes were a blend he himself could not stomach. “Here you two go.” He presented them with their bowls and spoons and they started eating right away.
“Thank you Miki.” Shiori said after swallowing the first bite. “I still can't believe that Juri and I are having the nearly the same bizarre pregnancy cravings.”
“Well,” Juri said, “he did get us both pregnant nearly the same time, so that might have something to do with it.”
“I still can't believe we both did that.” Miki said, blushing.
“Oh I can.” Shiori said. “After all, you played no small part in helping the two of us fully reconcile and get together.”
“And I'd always known you had an exceptional talent Miki.” Juri swallowed another mouthful of her pickle-mint ice cream. “I just didn't realize that that was your talent.”
The three of them laughed together. The situation was quite the handful for all of them, but it was more than worth it.
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