>you're a good matsurisu, you only want the best for your idol and after your special contact at Cover told you the bad news, you didn't spend much time grieving.
>you knew what to do.
>first things first, deal with daddy. This was the easiest part, partially due to your little friend in her belly. You followed her to a small little diner and waited for a short while until she had to go to the ladies room. You moved quickly and pocketed the phone.
>you watched her for a moment after she came back. She looked scared but calmed down after a while, she must've convinced herself that she left it at home and you'd be sure to return it once you copied the data. She sat there all alone, occasionally rubbing her round belly and glancing out at the streets. Despite eating for two, it didn't look like she was that hungry since she left her meal alone. She was in such pain and was so scared, but luckily, you were there to make everything better.
>Matsuri's papa was just some kid, you couldn't begin to guess where she found him. He didn't seem nearly as stressed about the baby as Matsuri, when you tracked him down he was having a great time drinking at a karaoke bar with his friends. Why hadn't he invited her? It made you a little angry. It didn't seem like he was keeping good company either since they left him to find his way back home when he could nearly stand.
>You think he was asking you for directions when the bat connected with his forehead but you're not sure since he was slurring his words. The first blow didn't do much, he was still standing even and he opened his to say something as blood started to drip onto his nose, the second blow was to his temple his legs crumpled beneath him before he could speak. When he was on the ground, you stopped counting. You stopped swinging once you saw a long crack in between his bloody hair, a deep dark crack surrounded by a myriad of red. He didn't have a pulse so you took his phone and his wallet and left him near a dumpster.
>You didn't waste any time and sent Matsuri a text right away. It was almost sad how quickly she picked up. What an awful dad that kid was, making fun of the mother of his child with his friends in texts. Matsuri shouldn't have to be burdened with taking care of that guy's baby. You watched as she stood in the dark, waiting dutifully with hopeful and loyal eyes. No matter what, you'd save her.
>You were out from the alley way in a heartbeat and within two seconds your bat was raised, she didn't notice you quick enough to react but her eyes did go really wide when the bat connected to her stomach. She doubled over and fell on her side, sucking in a breath to scream. You would've kicked her throat but Matsuri always had a wonderful singing voice and it would've been a shame to ruin that, so instead you brought the bat down on her belly's side and that got a shriek out. Her gray blouse got dark and you realized that she was pissing herself, the smell was wonderful. She started to kick her feet against the ground and she managed to stumble up, she got two steps before you got her with the bat a third time. You cold feel something break and bend below the skin of her belly this time, something soft that hadn't been quite so soft before, Matsuri agreed with you and her scream got deeper and more gurgled and choked up. Something pulpy and dark red started to flow from in between her legs and she started to gag and spit up blood.
>She was doubled over and started puking up red when you left. You're pretty sure you got the job done but you'd keep an eye on her for the next few weeks, see what her doctor has to say, maybe slip something into her drinks. It's all right though, it's all for her own good.
