“Her name is Etsuko. Because she’s a child of light.” Naki holds up their girl with a broad grin.

“Delight, not light,” Miza says. 

“And the boy?” Kaneki grabs Touka excitedly.

“Masato. For justice.” Miza smiles.

“I think they’re perfect.” Touka kisses Masato on his forehead.

HELLLLLLOOOOOO NONNY-MOUSE! Your scenario is hilarious. ❤ 

“Naki, I want to kill someone,” Miza whispers through clenched teeth. She’d like to add you specifically, but Naki would be scared, and she loved him too much to confuse him.

“I can fetch you your blades,” Naki suggests. He’s been crying worse than her.

“No need.” Banjou nods. “You’re ready to push.”

“Why did you look at her?” Naki yells.

“Because I’m her nurse!”

“Naki, it’s fine.” Miza squeezes her eyes shut. Please, dear God, end this soon. 

After half an hour, Miza finally hears a high-pitched cry that isn’t Naki’s. 

“This is your boy.” Banjou weeps as he wraps the baby in a towel and offers it to Naki.

“My – our – b-b-b-boy?” Naki hyperventilates. “Miza, his has your hair!” 

Miza smiles with tears in her eyes.

“Get ready to push again.”

“Wait, why?” Naki frowns. 

“Because twins, silly.” Miza scrunches up her face and bears down again. 

“Here she is!” The girl’s scream pierces Miza’s ears. 

“Why are they wrinkly? Why do they look old? Did we do something wrong?” Naki hovers over Banjou as he hands the bundle to Miza. “Hey, the boy and girl look different.”

“One’s a boy. One’s a girl,” Miza says with a tired laugh. “And the wrinkles fade. They’ve just been pushed out of my body.”

“Which is tiny,” Naki admits innocently. “That makes them even more precious.” He looks into their eyes and knows he loves them with his heart and soul. He can’t imagine life before them, even just ten minutes ago. 

Banjou clears his throat. “Prepare to push again.”

“A third?” Naki exclaims.

“No, just part of my internal organs,” Miza says cheerfully. “It’s called a placenta.” 

– Naki is a helicopter parent. Every time their baby falls asleep, he becomes concerned they’ve died.

– Miza told him she thought Yamori would be proud of him, though she’s secretly glad Yamori isn’t around to play with the child. Naki cried with more joy.

– Naki likes dancing with Miza and the baby. Usually it’s to romantic music. One time it was to Yamori’s favorite song, which was of the “screamo” genre. Neither Miza nor the kid appreciated it.

– Naki is super into every aspect of parenting. He knows Miza is physically tired and recovering from labor, so he’ll be the first to rise when the baby cries. He doesn’t even mind changing diapers.

– When Miza saw that the baby had her Naki’s blond tufts, she cried.

– Miza made their baby a mini white suit. When Naki came home and saw his child dressed like him, he bawled again. 

– The first time they had Kaneki and Touka and their baby over to meet the latest Kusakari, Naki tried to arrange a marriage between their kids. 

*commence more ugly crying* 

“What the…” Miza looks up as the tunnels quake around her. Dust and pebbles fall to her forehead. 

Something big has happened. Miza swallows. She knows she’s needed. She knows Naki cannot join her.

So she leans forward and kisses his lips. 

Miza is trudging away when she hears a cry.

She spins back around. “Naki?”

“You – I’ve never been kisses before.” Naki struggles to stand. Tears stream down his cheeks. “Not even by Big Bro. You’re my first, Miza. It – it tasted like candy.”

“You don’t know what candy tastes like,” Miza tosses back. Her blush is unmistakable.

“Like you, right?” Naki clasps her hand as another earthquake rattles the tunnel. “Is the pock-lips coming?”

“Apocalypse?” Miza swallows. “I have no idea. We need to hurry – there could be more attacks up ahead.”

“Then let’s go. Naki never gives up.” He smiles. “Especially with Miza by his side.”