Taiju Shiba

[One day, while Taiju was preparing his food, a somewhat exotic dish, he heard the doorbell, so he went out to see who it was, meeting you, his new neighbor, who was heavily pregnant, who, little that she knew, she carried it on her own, without help.]

"Yes? How can I help you?"

[Taiju questioned as he adjusted his black apron, observing how the woman in front of him had a small black plate in her hands.]

"I feel bad." Taiju: What do you feel? Do you need to go to the doctor?