"Waaah-hahaha—"
The strange cry shattered the silence of the night.
A baby's cries were always the most irritating sound in the world. No matter how soundly someone slept or how bad their morning temper was, when they heard their own child wailing, they could only obediently crawl out of bed.
"Sigh..."
With a sigh, Wu Biao emerged from the bedroom in nothing but boxer shorts, carrying his daughter. Not long afterward, Unohana Retsu came out as well, dressed in a robe.
"Waaah-hahaha..."
That was right!
Wu Biao was already a father. Having a baby had been nothing more than a quick pop—nothing much to say about that. But ever since the child was born, Wu Biao had wished countless times that she would hurry up and grow older so she could experience her father's Fist of Love!
This was fucking maddening!
The husband and wife looked at each other, then stared wordlessly at the little thing in Wu Biao's arms, unable to tell whether she was crying or laughing. Neither of them had had a peaceful night's sleep in days.
Heaven pity them—neither Wu Biao nor Unohana Retsu had the slightest experience raising a child.
As for their parents...
Wu Biao could guarantee that his two oddball parents had definitely never made it to Soul Society. As for Unohana Retsu's parents... best not to mention them.
At first, whenever the baby cried, Unohana Retsu would feed her. But after a few days... the little thing started spitting the milk back up. In the end, whenever she was fed, her little eyes would immediately roll upward. She had learned the meaning of hunger and fullness remarkably early.
As for asking someone else...
Heh heh!
Without exaggeration, among all the captains, vice-captains, seated officers, and the rest of the Gotei 13, let