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"Sounds good." Miroku said.

The man was confused by the growlithe's yip though he did nothing about it. He gave a nod to Samson and went to set the table. However he paused midway through and placed a hand against his stomach. Something didn't feel right...and the fact that this feeling was similiar to having those rockruff pups growing. In fact his stomach pushed out a little bit but his shirt hide it.

"We're screwed.." Miroku commented.