A mothers heart

Currently, before Isshin and Masaki stood a baby with pala white skin that was as smooth as milk, dark red-orange hair and a pair of beautiful red eyes with 3 tomoe in them.

Ichigo could view his own reflection from their eyes, but he would stop to look around searching for Yoruichi.

But couldn't move around Because, situated right in the middle of his eyebrow, was a speck of a violet-colored haze the size of a bean. The speck was shaped exactly like a Yin-Yang diamond. It had somehow unknowingly amalgamated with Ichigo after he was born.

Unknown to all before that speck of violet would someday change the destiny of many women arranged seemingly by the hands of fate, Situated between his brows were akin to an artist adding the vital final touch to a masterpiece,

adding on a hint of otherworldly magnetism to Ichigo's already charming eyes. Making his looks Breathtaking.

Isshin: Wow

Masaki: Yes seems like our son will break many young women hearts...Looking at him just makes me want to hold him tightly and never let go.

Isshin:Yes….i mean let me hold him toooooooooo

Masaki: NOOOOOOOOO!!!! I don't wanna.

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