18 Chapter 18

The birth went extremely well, Aya pushed for about fifteen minutes until the baby's head appeared. Kenshin, seeing the baby's head, got scared again and froze for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. But then he pulled himself together and began to carefully pull out the child.

A few minutes later, Kenshin was already holding the baby in his arms, who silently looked at him with his small blue eyes.

- Aya, look how cute he is. Here, little Ichiro, go to your mother. – Kenshin whispered and handed it over.

- God, he's so cute! – Aya said joyfully, taking the boy in her arms. The blue-eyed baby looked at Aya and began to cry loudly, squinting his eyes towards Kenshin.

- Be a good boy, don't cry. This is your mother. "Kenshin said with a smile and leaned down to lightly kiss his son on the top of his head.

The kid, as if hearing Kenshin's words, instantly fell silent and looked at his mother.

Aya hugged her son to her and kissed her tenderly: - How beautiful you are, my God... My baby Ichiro, you will grow up and become a strong shinobi! "Aya declared enthusiastically, then turned her gaze to Kenshin and added: "You know, I always fell asleep listening to my grandfather's stories about his father, my great-grandfather." I imagined that all his made-up stories were true, and that I was the great-granddaughter of a descendant of the great Uchiha clan!

Hearing Aya's last words, a smile froze on Kenshin's face, and he suddenly asked: "What stories?" Uchiha clan?..

- Oh, these are just the ravings of an old drunkard. As a child, I believed every word with admiration, but now I understand that my great-grandfather could not be the son of the Uchiha clan, whom his parents allegedly dropped off in a simple village, hiding from a terrible pursuit. Great-grandfather always told this incredible story, until the real members of the Uchiha clan heard it. They beat him severely, breaking several ribs. After this incident, my great-grandfather stopped telling this story to everyone, but he told it to my grandfather, and my grandfather told me.

"Yeah, you won't envy your great-grandfather..." the young man sighed half-upset, realizing that he was happy ahead of time.

- Ichiro, baby, do you want to eat? – Aya asked in a gentle tone and brought it to her chest. The boy, as if on command, sucked on her right breast and silently began to eat.

Kenshin, meanwhile, decided not to disturb them and left the room. Three hours later, the young father blinked his eyes in surprise when Aya left the bedroom as if nothing had happened. Her stomach became flat again, without a single stretch or sagging, and her vagina became narrow and elastic again.

"Wow! The system did its best - nothing else!" - The young man thought enthusiastically and hugged Aya, looking at his first son.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to Kenshin, looking at the baby, he mentally whispered "Status", and a small summary popped up in front of him

Name: Nakayama Ichiro

Age: 62 days

Talent Level: 16

Expected development rank: Genin.

Chances for further achievements:

Chunin – 40%

Jonin – 1%

Kage – 0.001%

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"What? 62 days? Hmm, perhaps the system calculates according to the accelerated time of the child's development..."

After carefully reading the description of each item, Kenshin realized that the system was adjusted to the ranks of this world, and assessed talent in terms of achievements in chakra control.

"Hmm, so the level of talent is an indicator of the future achievements of a shinobi. For Ichiro, this number is 16, which means his expected development is peak genin, and possible achievement of the rank of chunin... Hmm, if the number was 20, then he could reach the level of chunin without any problems..." Kenshin thought, assessing future prospects.

- Ichiro, look how much dad loves you, he can't take his eyes off you, right, Kenshin? – Aya asked with a cheerful smile, and began to coddle with the baby, kissing him and giving him maternal tenderness.

- Uh-huh... Ichiro, grow up quickly, father needs an assistant! "Kenshin said with a laugh and hugged his wife and son.

- Don't listen to him, baby. Dad is joking. Grow as much as you want, mom will take care of you! – Aya stated, unable to get enough of being a mother.

The next few hours passed unnoticed, the baby slept and ate, but did not cry, and often looked in the direction of his father. Aya and Kenshin had dinner and went to bed. Due to the dirty bed in the bedroom, the girl and the child used the bed in the "guest" room, and Kenshin had to share one of the four beds in the "barracks". But he did not complain, and understood perfectly well that the first night the mother and child should rest properly.

Waking up in the morning, Kenshin could not believe that he had become a father. He got out of bed and found Aya sitting at the kitchen table, with the baby sitting in front of her, happily playing with him. Ichiro laughed loudly and played with his mother, not caring about anything.

Seeing Kenshin, Aya said: "Oh, good morning." Look, our baby is already teething! I can't believe how fast he's growing.

Kenshin noticed that the baby had indeed become much larger overnight, and could not help but wonder where the growing body gets its energy from. Deciding that this was another mystery of the "system," he discarded these useless thoughts and kissed the girl and the baby.

- Well, bandit, are you growing up? – Kenshin asked his first son with a smile.

The baby did not answer, but only squealed happily and extended both hands to Kenshin, asking to be held in his arms. The young father took his son in his arms and played with him for about ten minutes, circling him around the entire kitchen, accompanied by the baby's roaring laughter and the girl's gentle gaze.

The rest of the day was very routine. Aya nursed the baby, and Kenshin trained in the gym, caught four live hares, specially making changes to the formation, which now forced the hares to jump into the snare at a certain angle, and be caught by their hind legs.

After lunch, the young man rested a bit, waiting out the heat and spending time with his wife and child. In the evening, Kenshin went to pick berries, and for about an hour he collected the local equivalent of the blackberry he knew. Then the young man moved to the river and took several fish from an artificial cage, tossing the rest some boiled cereal. Then he headed home.