Mr. Hikita, I Am Knocked Up (ヒキタさん! ご懐妊ですよ)

BASED ON "The Hikita's Are Expecting!" BY Kunio HIKITA

Sachi? What are you doing?

Get up, will you?

Breakfast?

Just tea.

Good morning.

Sugiura? Why are you here?

May I have more rice, please? - Sure.

Not too much. - Not too much?

It seems I drank too much at the third bar.

Not that I remember.

I'm sorry.

How can Sugiura ask for seconds at someone's house?

Uh, how did I get home?

I'm sorry.

I'll have dinner when I get home tonight.

Okay.

Are you going to make that deadline on time?

I need some sleep first. See ya.

Hey, this is my new book.

Maybe you can read it on your way to work.

"Braggart Surfer"

Bye. - See you later.

I'm home. - Hey.

Hungry?

Nah, I must work.

It'll make me sleepy.

You sure you want to drink now?

Just one can.

Good luck. - I'll do my best.

You pulled them all out again?

Yup, every single one.

Do you want to listen to it again?

I can't believe you're a mom.

You said you never want kids.

You've got plasters all over your fancy chair.

Aren't you coming back to work yet?

One of our designers just quit.

No, it's too early.

Oh, come on.

I know you said you don't want kids either.

But you won't believe it.

Raising a kid is so much fun.

Yeah sure.

She puts a plaster on the scratch on a wall, saying the wall is hurt.

All over the TV too.

Mommy?

Is this water?

Check this out.

She's practicing how to smile like a drawing.

Oopsy. I know what to do.

Oh?

Thank you.

You made me better? - Yep.

I want snacks.

When you get home, okay?

Snacks. - You'll have to wait.

You can have your favorite gummy bears at home.

I want it now!

Not too loud.

I want snacks!

When you get home, okay? - We'll get home soon.

You'll get some at home.

Hello there, young mister.

Let me guess what you want.

You wanna eat a snack, huh?

Bowl of noodles coming right up.

This one is for Dad.

Dad? That idiot...

Let it go.

This is a limited edition. - It is?

Very unique.

Good evening.

So light. - Right?

I could eat this nonstop.

Do you know what Sugiura's nickname in junior high was?

Kunio?

Can you guess?

Kunio.

I want to see the face of your child.

I thought we didn't want kids.

What changed your mind? I thought...

I want to see our child.

We had agreed on not having children.

Everything changed from that day forward.

She started to take her temperature right after waking up.

This way, we'd know when it's best to have intercourse.

This was a method called the "timing method."

Did you sleep?

I snoozed.

I need you later.

Breakfast? - In a minute.

Okay.

More tea? - No, thank you.

And you? - Yes, please.

Dear? You're keeping them waiting.

It's fine.

So?

Sorry for bothering you.

We have something to tell you.

"WRITTEN BY KUNIO HIKITA"

Why would he use my book to stabilize his desk?

I personally sent him that.

Books are for reading.

Maybe he read it first.

That's even worse.

So what if he's a professor?

He totally ignored the topic about having kids.

Why do we need to ask for his permission, anyway?

This is about us.

Couldn't he have gone to the hardware store?

They sell those rubber thingies.

I should send him one.

"Bloom To Death Flower"

This manuscript is superb.

How should I put it?

It's brimming with anger, and I can empathize.

Right?

This may be your best work ever.

That good?

I think so. Definitely promising.

Remember the place I told you about that serves the beer to die for?

I found out the location.

Let's invite some editors and check it out tonight.

Not today.

Want to grab a drink?

Sorry, no. - Too bad.

You too?

Ah, okay.

You wanted to talk to me?

Can you be home the day after tomorrow?

Why?

It's "the night."

So finally?

But are you sure?

It's the best beer ever.

You're eating watermelon alone?

Have some. - Not fair.

There you go.

You need salt on that.

No! I don't want any. - You've got to.

All over. - Go easy.

You need minerals to stay fit in the summer.

It's always the same. You need to listen to me!

I know. It's not like I...

You just don't think it's a big deal.

You have every right to think that.

You're not serious...

1st SPRING

You know that you said...

that the timing method has an 80% pregnancy rate.

Damn right.

So, that means...

you get pregnant 8 out of 10 times?

That's not it.

If there are 10 couples,

of that 10, 8 will get pregnant over the course of one year.

I see, I get it now.

So hot.

But your wife...

Oops, sorry. She's not pregnant. Why is that?

It's got to do with our condition and health.

Shut up.

I will fan each of you starting from here.

Sachi is young and beautiful... - Shut up.

I never planned on having kids.

I thought you had kids.

No way. This is my first marriage.

Only Sachi. I'm an earnest guy.

Earnest? You don't hear that word nowadays.

So obsolete.

The wording is not important.

So about work... - The topic is over?

That series for teens. Won't you do it?

I told you I don't want to write for teens.

I don't write kids' stuff.

What I want...

Whoa. Hot! Stop!

I'm talking to you.

A photo of a pomegranate in your bedroom

helps you get pregnant, I hear.

I heard you should grow wild strawberries.

Put something orange in your bedroom.

My fertility rate increased when I fed peaches to my husband.

Canned peaches will do.

Our daughter got pregnant right after visiting the family grave.

Right?

You should eat rice balls made by someone pregnant.

Why would you get pregnant by eating rice balls made by a pregnant woman?

It's scientifically inexplicable.

Or touch a pregnant woman? Is pregnancy contagious?

Totally.

I was craving curry, so I made naan.

You did? - Yeah.

Cool. - Let's eat it Indian style.

It'll get cold. Hurry.

Hurry along. Chop chop.

There you go.

Wow, what a feast.

Let's eat.