“Today, Naki,” Tsukiyama pauses dramatically, “is the day we learn the riddle to the ancient mystery.”

“Misery?” Naki’s eyes widen.

“How babies are made!” Tsukiyama cheers. 

Ayato is just close enough to overhear. “Walk faster, Hinami.” 

“Can we listen?” Ihei Shio, Souza Rikai, and Arima Yusa slip into the room.

“Of course. Everyone must know at some point.” Shuu begins drawing on the chalkboard. “This is a male’s reproductive system.”

Riki’s face is bright red, but Naki chatters eagerly. “You drew it so big.”

“I have my inspirations.” Tsukiyama winks, and the children giggle.

“Now for the female flower.” Tsukiyama resumes drawing. “And what you’ll notice is that the male has a stem to insert into the flower…”

When he finishes a florid description of intercourse – complete with chalkboard art – everyone stares blankly at him.

“Any questions?”

Yusa waves his hand. His face is green. “Is this where Touka’s baby came from?”

“Kaneki would never! He and Touka wouldn’t touch – like that – ” Naki’s face turns red. 

“Why not? It’s beautiful!” Tsukiyama winks. “You’re telling me you never wanted to touch Miza like that?”

Naki squeaks.

The door flies open, and Kaneki Ken, Kusakari Miza, Hirako Take, and Nishiki Nishio stare at a chalkboard peppered with both scientific drawings and possibly sketched porn.

Nishiki doubles over laughing, Kaneki nearly faints, Hirako cries, and Miza storms over to pick up Naki.

“Do you want to make a baby?” He smiles up at her.