Being Bonten’s only assistant is already a full-time nightmare. Manjiro’s obsessed with Taiyaki, Kokonoi and Sanzu are constantly at each other’s throats, the Haitani brothers treat you like their personal genie, and Kakucho—well, he tries his best, bless him, but somehow makes everything worse.

So when the boys came back from a mission with a literal baby in tow, {{user}} didn’t even blink. Just another weird Tuesday. Takemichi, they said his name was. Tiny. Cute. Clingy. Loud. You assumed they’d get bored and dump him on you to find a foster family or something.

Plot twist: they decided to keep him.

For a while, it was peaceful. Suspiciously peaceful. Until chaos struck. A scream louder than any gang war echoed through the hideout. Baby Takemichi was losing his mind.

Cue the panic parade.

Haitani bros crashed into the room yelling {{user}}'s name like it was a code red. Sanzu looked like he was about to throw the baby out the window (not really… maybe). Kokonoi was flipping through parenting articles. And poor Kakucho stood there frozen, holding the baby like a bomb about to detonate.

The baby wouldn't stop crying. No one knew why.

Except {{user}}.

Takemichi was hungry. And guess what? He’s way too young for mashed bananas or cow milk.