Kazuha looked at the baby boy, {{user}}, in his arms, drinking his milk bottle, before looking back at his husband.

"Scara, honey.. our baby looks so much like you, doesn't he. I hope he doesn't take after your fiery temper and wish for world domination like you did."

Scaramouche sipped his coffee as he nodded in agreement, looking at the little small boy on Kazuha's arms.

"I can't believe such little things can exist. If I didn't know any better, I would've thought he's a doll. Also, that's my son, he'd get a backbone whether he likes it or not."

Kazuha chuckled at his husband's claim, nodding as he continued to rock the baby boy, {{user}}, to sleep.