After spending a few days at home with his family, he occasionally helped his father weave cute little animals for him to sell.
Since Ayame was pregnant, aside from her daily walks, she did not dare do any heavy labor. Seeing what his father was making, she helped out as well.
Tobitake Tonbo had never thought his father should stop working and stay home enjoying himself. On the contrary, he felt relieved that his father had something to do every day.
Thinking of his father from his previous life, lying in bed with a phone whenever he had nothing to do and refusing to go out unless he wanted a drink, he had practically wanted to drag him outside for walks and sunlight. He did not want his father in this life to become like that.
"Tonbo, don't you have any missions lately?" Tobitake Tosei asked curiously.
These past few days, Tobitake Tonbo had been fiddling with a harmonica every day, learning to play music. Was that really his thing? Naturally, Tobitake Tosei grew anxious.
Even without missions, he should be training. Back in the day, Tobitake Tosei had been diligent and had never missed a single day of training.
If his arm had not been slashed off in the end, perhaps his reputation would now rival that of his classmate, White Fang, and resound throughout the nations.
Tobitake Tonbo said, "I don't have any missions. Ninja need rest too. Guarding the border is pretty exhausting. Even something made of iron can't keep doing missions without stopping!"
"If you don't train, what if you get rusty? When you face an enemy, you'll end up like your dad." Tobitake Tosei waved the arm that was only one-third intact.
"Look, I can't even form hand seals anymore. My path as a ninja