"Wait!"
Sure enough, Kazumiya Yukihime and Kushina grabbed Hyuga Wuye with perfect coordination.
"If you don't want to drink, then don't!"
Kushina drained the fruit wine in her glass and tossed it aside with a smack.
"If you don't want the drumstick, throw it away!"
Kazumiya Yukihime casually flung away the half-eaten drumstick, which landed in the trash can with a clang.
The little girls' battle finally came to an end, and Wuye let out a sigh of relief.
"They're so cute!"
A gentle female voice suddenly came from nearby behind them.
Hyuga Wuye and the other two turned around to see a short-haired, white-haired man with a short sword strapped to his back standing there with a woman in a pink kimono.
The woman's belly was swollen; she looked to be six or seven months pregnant.
Wuye recognized Hatake Sakumo, so he naturally guessed that the woman beside him was his wife. Then the baby in her belly... was the future Uchiha presbyopia, Copy Ninja, Sixth Hokage—Hatake Kakashi?
"Sakumo, do you think our child will be as cute as they are?" the woman asked, gently stroking her belly.
Hatake Sakumo showed none of his usual cold sternness before his wife, and his voice was equally gentle. "He will."
Hyuga Wuye secretly rolled his eyes... Your son had nothing to do with being cute. He went around with dead-fish eyes all day, acting cool—the least adorable kind of brat.
"So it's Hatake-senpai."
The naturally friendly Jiraiya suddenly walked over and raised a hand in greeting... He no longer looked the least bit dejected.
Strong-minded, free-spirited, able to take things up and let them go—this was the future immortal sage who had the sea refuse to welcome him... Jiraiya.
"Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade."
Hatake Sakumo greeted them politely.
"Is Mifu about