Satoru knows he shouldn't want that.

The world was still a dangerous place. Curses and enemy sorcerers continued to linger about. Not exactly ideal to raise a child. But he was the strongest. The honored one. He should be able to protect a baby. He would be able to. Especially his.

"My darling..." he would mumble into his wife's stomach, his arms wrapped around her waist as he was being more affectionate than usual.

"I want a baby..."