There is a certain charm in witnessing a man who is typically tense and burdened by his schedule, suddenly transforming into a picture of calmness and ease as he holds a tiny baby in his arms.

The way he cradles the infant, feeling its warmth and softness against his chest, and watching as the baby's small fingers instinctively curl around his own, is truly heartwarming to him.

“Maybe I do like the idea of being a father.” Kunikida whispered, almost as if he was scared of disturbing the baby.