Chapter 20

Chapter 20

After a few seconds, Kenshin rolled off the girl and lay down next to her, breathing heavily. Aya was still recovering from her incredible orgasm, her breasts heaving, her face reddening, her forehead covered in sweat, and cum was leaking from her pussy. After a few minutes, she meowed softly, and pressed herself against Kenshin's broad chest.

– God, that was wonderful! Oof…" the girl exhaled.

– Uh-huh. – The young man agreed with her, and stroked her back, pulling her frail body closer to him.

– You know, I still can't believe what happened to me last month. Not long ago I was just a simple village girl, and now I am a loving wife, and a young mother with such a wonderful husband and son! – Aya said excitedly, and rested her head on Kenshin's broad chest again.

Five minutes later, Aya was about to get up and go check on Ichiro, but was grabbed by the arm.

– You didn't think we were done, did you? – Kenshin asked with a smile.

– Ahhhh, geez, Kenshin, stop it…

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The following days were similar to the previous days. Kenshin trained, strengthened and improved formations near the dwelling, obtained food, and relaxed with his beloved family.

Aya cooked, did laundry, and enjoyed life as a happy, young mother.

Ichiro ran, frolicked, and played, constantly pestering his father with various questions, and imitating him in everything.

Kenshin still took his wife and child for walks, teaching Ichiro to swim, pick berries, and catch hares and fish. Little Ichiro was delighted, and looked at his father with burning eyes, wishing he would grow up to be as strong as he was.

On the ninth day after Ichiro's birth, the wine reached ten years of age, and Kenshin packed up early in the morning, going to Shukuba City, wishing to sell the wine, and to purchase the necessary items.

After kissing his wife goodbye, and ruffling the hair of little Ichiro, who looked ten years old, Kenshin set out.

By one o'clock in the afternoon he reached the town of Shukuba, and paid a visit to the local liquor store.

As he entered the rich store, Kenshin approached the old man sitting behind the counter and politely inquired, "Hello, I heard that you are interested in wine. Specifically, ten-year-old wine.

– Hmm? Let's say I am. Why, do you have one? – The old man asked without saying hello. He looked him over and assumed he was just another farmer who had come looking for easy money and brought him wine that had been in his house for a long time without proper storage conditions, and had turned into vinegar.

– Yes, there is. My late grandfather was a big fan of this wine, and these bottles are definitely more than ten years old. – Kenshin declared, pulling five bottles of wine from his shoulder bag.

The old man's skeptical look was replaced by astonishment when he saw the appearance of the bottles. They were perfectly preserved, but with a patina of time. The old man reached out, took one of the bottles, shone it under the light, stroked the glass, examined the cork carefully, and said, "Five hundred ryo for each, 2500 ryo in all.

– I agree! – Trying to hide his joy, Kenshin said.

After leaving the liquor store, Kenshin was in high spirits as he headed to the other stores, planning to buy some items for himself, Aya, and Ichiro. Then he popped into a shinobi supply store, and bought two kunai, and ten shurikens.

Of the 2500 ryo he had earned, the young man had only 500 left in his hands, and his high spirits ebbed a little. He grabbed a bite to eat at a local diner, and headed home, making a detour and stopping at one of the villages to buy ten bottles of wine. After loading them into two bags, he mentally thanked the "system" for such wonderful formations that could make the weight half as light.

Kenshin returned home at seven p.m., stopping several times to take a break. Ichiro and Aya met him at home, the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, and the boy hugged his father, resting his head on his belly.

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Fifteen days after Ichiro was born, Kenshin suddenly realized that his son would no longer be accelerated into adulthood. It happened as Kenshin lay in the living room, and he thought about shouting and asking Ichiro to get some cold compote.

– Now, father. – Suddenly a voice came from the kitchen.

Kenshin was taken aback, and jumped up from the couch, shouting: – Ichiro, come here.

– Yes, Father. – He shouted, and came into the living room.

"Where's my compote?" – Kenshin thought, deciding to check on something.

– Oh, I'll get it. – Said Ichiro, and turned around, taking a step.

– Wait. Didn't you notice that part of our conversation happens when I don't open my mouth? – Kenshin asked.

– Hmm, really…" Ichiro scratched the back of his head.

"Try to think of something addressed to me," Kenshin said to his son mentally.

"Um, I don't know what to think…" – It rang in Kenshin's head.

– There, well done. Let's practice mental communication now…

A few hours later Kenshin and Ichiro learned to communicate mentally through telepathy, and Kenshin realized that his firstborn had finally fully grown.

Ichiro had grown into a sturdy, muscular guy who was six feet tall. He looked a lot like Kenshin, except for his eyes, which were blue like his mother's.

Kenshin noticed that Ichiro had somehow learned to read and write, and knew a lot of words and terms that no one had taught him. Chalking it all up to the shenanigans of the "system," Kenshin put it out of his mind. Only one point in Ichiro's "status" had changed since the last time. His age now stopped at the 20-year mark, and stopped growing rapidly.

Aya was pregnant with her second child, and was due any day now, so she rested more and moved less. Ichiro did the simplest chores around the house, but from that day on, Kenshin decided to involve his son in completely different activities, and invited him to the gym.

– Put your gloves on. – Said Kenshin, and tossed his son special gloves with slits for fingers and protection for his fists.