The next day, I woke up quite late, due to a wild night with V, whom I had to run away from, believing she wouldn't harm the baby if she inserted herself into me.
V wasn't in bed, as she'd told me yesterday she was going to talk to the neighbor, so she could come at any moment.
Deciding I'd had enough of lying around, I got out of bed to take a shower, but I felt a bit ill.
Running to the bathroom, I threw up. Honestly, it was the first time I'd ever thrown up, so I was a little scared, but remembering that this happens to pregnant women calmed me down.
After cleaning up, I immediately headed to the shower, where I spent quite a while, due to my hair and ponytails, which required special care.
After finishing my shower, I put on my underwear, over which I put on my regular clothes.
So, I sat down to watch TV, waiting for V, who arrived a couple of hours later.
I stood there, looking at her with my arms crossed.
"So, where have you been?" I asked sternly. I knew she was going to talk to the neighbor, but not for hours.
"Tama... You know, this story... is quite unusual..." V said, scratching her head.
"I'm listening," she said, and V sighed, starting to tell me how she'd talked to a neighbor whose friend had died. At first, I thought it was a person who'd died, but it turned out it was a turtle...
Finally, V went to the grave and found the grave of that turtle. In the end, she told those cops everything, and they even paid her... how generous...
"And I also called Judy! Anyway, she has no idea where Evelyn went either, but I convinced her to meet us," V said.
I simply nodded to her.
"Well then, let's go, I have absolutely no business being here," I said.
"Well, you're doing a great job, carrying a poor mercenary's child!" Johnny said sarcastically, but V and I ignored him and simply walked to the elevator and down to the parking lot.
Where we got into the car, and of course, I was driving.
"God, I love this car so much," I said as I drove down the road.
"Me too, but I'm thinking about getting a family car since this one only seats two, and we're having a daughter in nine months," V said, looking at me.
"Five," I said, looking at the road.
"What?" V asked.
"We're having a daughter in five months. I'm not human, and our species has shorter pregnancies," I said, surprising V.
Starting the engine, I immediately set off.
"Why didn't you tell me right away?" V asked.
"Well, I didn't see anything special about it..."
"What do you mean? That means you can't strain yourself! Stop the car, I'll drive." I simply rolled my eyes at V's overprotective mother.
"V, I'm a fragile vase that could easily break. I'm not even human."
"But..."
"No buts!" I interrupted her, causing her to pout.
We quickly reached the club, where a pink-haired girl with a bat greeted us.
"And it's you! The club is closed right now," she said.
"We want to talk to Judy," I said, causing her to step aside.
"Down the stairs through the club, I'll tell her you're coming." We nodded to her and headed into the club.
Approaching Judy.
"Susie, listen..." we heard Judy's voice.
"Judy, I said no! And anyway, you have guests now," said the woman, who apparently owned the club.
"I see you're quite the tabletop person," Judy said.
"Judy, we're looking for Evelyn," I said. "You're not alone," she replied, looking at V and me.
"Then, do you know where she might be? Judy, it's very important," V said.
Judy sighed.
"The clouds! That's where she might go if something dangerous happened," Judy said.
"The clouds? Evelyn, what's a doll?" V asked, to which Judy nodded.
"What's a doll?" I asked, because it was the first time I'd heard the word, and Judy had told me about dolls.
"So, it's some kind of courtesan?" I asked, tilting my head, to which the two girls looked at me strangely.
"What?" I asked.
"What century are you living in? But anyway, dolls aren't exactly prostitutes; they can also be psychologists. Of course, most of the time they have sex..." Judy said.
"Thank you, Judy!" I said, and V and I were about to leave.
"Stop!" Judy shouted, stopping us.
"When you find Evelyn... Call me?" she asked pleadingly, to which we nodded.
"And one more thing... V, why are you holding Tamamo by the stomach?" Judy asked.
"Don't pay attention to her, she just thinks she's protecting the baby," I replied flippantly, but Judy's eyes widened, and she looked from me to V.
"You..." I simply nodded at her.
"It's just... wow..." she then looked at V's crotch.
"You have..." she didn't finish, as I blocked V's view with my body.
"Yes, she has 'it' there," I said, causing Judy to blush.
"Anyway, we'll let you know when we find out anything," I said, taking V by the hand and leading her out of the club.
As I passed the Moxes, I couldn't help but notice that they were all staring at my tails, which were swaying in time with my movements. I didn't pay them any attention, of course, but V's grip tightened on my hand.
Heh-heh.
I like it when V acts possessive.