"Starting today, I'm going to be a father!"
Even a ninja like Minato Namikaze, who had witnessed countless grand scenes, laughed with tears of excitement in his eyes after personally holding his own child.
Looking at the infant in his arms, crying constantly and freely radiating his vitality, Minato Namikaze felt heartfelt joy.
This was his child, the crystallization of his and Kushina's love and lives.
At that moment, Minato Namikaze understood even more clearly why Hashirama Senju had founded Konoha, and why so many ninja clans had chosen to join it.
Without Konoha, if it were still the Warring States Period, children of six or seven would have needed to go to war and fight for their lives.
At the same time, Minato Namikaze felt the heavy burden on his shoulders. War had not disappeared from the ninja world, and the Era of Hidden Villages was only slightly better than the Warring States Period.
There was still much for fathers like them to do if they wanted their children to grow up safely.
"Minato," Kushina called softly.
Minato Namikaze looked at the weakened Kushina on the delivery bed and quickly carried Naruto over to her, allowing her to examine him closely.
When Kushina first turned her weary yet loving gaze upon the healthy little life wrapped in swaddling clothes, time seemed to freeze at that very moment.
Her heartbeat gradually synchronized with the breathing of this little newcomer. Every gentle rise and fall was like the most moving melody in the universe, striking the deepest part of her soul.
"Naruto, I've finally met you." Kushina smiled sincerely as she looked at Naruto.
Kushina had suffered quite a lot during those ten months of pregnancy.
For the health of the fetus, she had avoided heavily seasoned and stimulating foods, eating