Mirai was not mistaken. His father, Kimura Takuya, came to his side, covered in wounds. Not only was he disheveled, but he was also visibly anxious.
"Mirai, why are you sitting outside the house?" Kimura Takuya was puzzled to see Mirai sitting by the stream late at night. But he immediately laughed at himself—this child was an idiot. How could they possibly talk to him? So, without waiting for Mirai's answer, he headed toward the house.
Seeing Kimura Takuya enter the room, Mirai immediately stepped in front of him.
Kimura Takuya found it strange, but assuming it was merely another odd behavior of Mirai's idiocy, he rubbed Mirai's hair and ignored him as he continued forward. After all, the situation was urgent.
But Mirai refused to move aside and stood in his way. This was the critical moment when Takahashi Umeko was helping Suzuki deliver her baby. He could not let anyone disturb them. At the same time, knowing that he could not speak, he pointed at his stomach, signaling for Kimura Takuya to tell him what was happening inside.
Kimura Takuya did not give the Mirai who had become so unfamiliar to him today much thought. Suzuki's agonized cries from inside the room had already told him what was happening.
"What? She's giving birth now? Why at a time like this? Damn it!" Kimura Takuya's expression changed at once, his face darkening.
This time, Mirai was completely baffled—although a premature birth might cause problems, it should not have provoked such a reaction from Kimura Takuya.
Only Kimura Takuya knew just how terrible the situation was!
Three days ago, he had left this place for the front lines to carry out an important mission he had accepted. Yes, it was during the Second Shinobi World War, when the entire world