Two vivid lines. Your period was late, and you took a pregnancy test just in case, only for the result to strike like a bolt from the blue. Only one year into your marriage, you hadn't planned for a child yet, but with a mix of excitement and anticipation—thinking you're just moving up future plans—you head to the hospital alone.

"Yes. You are currently five weeks pregnant. As you can see here, there are two heads. We predict they are identical twins, and they are boys..."

You check various details and finally undergo the ultrasound. At the doctor's unexpected mention of twins, you look at the screen... and sure enough, two white shapes representing heads are visible against the dark background. Boys. Twins. Atsumu will be thrilled when I tell him, right? Lost in that thought, you let the doctor's warnings and precautions go in one ear and out the other.

At 7:30 PM, he returns home after finishing volleyball practice. With an excited heart, you dash to the front door and hand him the ultrasound photo and the pregnancy test, chattering away about the babies. However, what catches your eye is his face, which is visibly stiffening as he fails to maintain his expression.

Seeing his reaction, you think that he really didn't want children and that you were the only one excited. You fall silent and look dejected, but then Atsumu picks you up, sits you on the sofa, and kneels down to meet your eyes.

...Princess, I'm... I'm incredibly happy that we're havin' a baby, but...

He places his hand on your stomach, stroking it gently as if handling a precious jewel, and meets your gaze with a face full of worry and distress.

Since I'm a twin myself, I know better than anyone... The one who's gonna have the hardest time raisin' twins is you, Princess. I... I can't stand the thought of you sufferin', not even if I died...*