Main World.
Autumn, Konoha Year 23.
New Capital, British Continent.
Karura's bedchamber, Imperial Palace.
The autumn sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting golden patches on the floor. Karura lay in bed, her face pale and her forehead covered in sweat. In her arms was a newborn baby-dark brown hair, fair skin, closed eyes, and little hands curled into fists beside his mouth. The baby was quiet, occasionally letting out an "ah, ah," as though confirming that he was still breathing.
Toyotomi Yinglang sat beside the bed, holding a cup of hot tea, a faint smile on his lips. He looked at the baby with a calm gaze, as though looking at a newly finished work.
"Toyotomi Mola," he spoke the name. "Mola means 'unhindered.' May his whole life be free of obstacles."
Karura raised her head and looked at him. "Mola... a good name."
"Rest well." Toyotomi Yinglang stood up. "There will be plenty to do tomorrow."
He left the bedchamber.
Pakura's bedchamber, Imperial Palace.
Pakura lay in bed, her face pale but her eyes full of light. In her arms was a newborn baby girl-brown hair, fair skin, closed eyes, and little hands grasping at the air, as though reaching for something invisible. A smile rested on her lips.
Toyotomi Yinglang sat beside the bed, holding a cup of hot tea.
"Toyotomi Burning Moon," he spoke the name. "Shakuzuki means 'a burning moon.' May she be as bright as the moon and as blazing as fire."
A glimmer flashed through Pakura's eyes.
"Shakuzuki... a lovely name."
"Rest well." Toyotomi Yinglang stood up. "There will be plenty to do tomorrow."
He left the bedchamber.
Sasha's bedchamber, Imperial Palace.
Sasha lay in bed, her face pale but her eyes full of satisfaction after exhaustion. In her arms was