Ino looked up and froze.
A little boy of about three stood in the doorway.
He wore a small, dark blue kimono with a neatly arranged collar. His hair was jet-black, and his features were delicate.
He was studying the three people in the room.
The newcomer was Uchiha Mirai.
"Oh, it's just a little kid."
Ino sighed in relief, stood up, and walked toward the door.
Sakura came over too, her eyes lighting up.
"Wow! What an adorable little boy!"
She crouched down and reached out to pinch Mirai's chubby cheek.
It felt so soft and springy that Sakura couldn't resist pinching it again.
Even the usually shy Hinata came over and gently rubbed his head.
As a reincarnated person, Mirai found himself being "manhandled" by these three little girls, his cheeks pinched red and his hair tousled.
He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
He pushed the hands in front of him away and backed up two steps, straightening his collar and hair with a flushed face. His childish voice carried a hint of annoyance.
"Hey! Can you show me a little respect?"
"I'm Uchiha Mirai, Uchiha Xuantou's son!"
The three girls froze for a moment.
Ino reacted first. Rather than stop, she laughed and pinched his cheek again.
"No wonder you're so cute! You're Teacher Xuandou's son!"
"Come on, let your big sister pinch you one more time!"
Not to be outdone, Sakura pinched his cheek from the other side.
"Hehe, hello, little Mirai! We'll be living here too from now on. Nice to meet you!"
Caught between the two of them, Mirai had his cheeks pinched out of shape.
He wanted to resist, but his short, three-year-old arms were no match for two twelve-year-old girls.
Hinata crouched in front of him too, looking at him gently