"Oh hey Ken, what's up?" Tetsu rubbed his stomach, a satisfied expression on his face, "sorry, I just finished the last jar. But I'll get some in tha mornin'."
Ken just watched him, too stunned to reply. What kind of father ate their pregnant daughters snacks? Clearly someone who was too stupid to realize just what kind of danger he'd be inviting.
"Alright, I'm off ta bed." Tetsu said, turning on his heel and leaving the kitchen.
By the time Ken came back to his senses, Tetsu had already left. He looked at the clock and realized that it was already past 11pm. Even if there was a store open, he couldn't guarantee that it would sell pickled onions.
Just thinking about how Ai would react to this news made Ken feel a huge sense of trepidation. Was he about to face the wrath of his pregnant wife?
