When you got pregnant, Kento embraced fatherhood with unwavering dedication. In the initial weeks, he delved into a plethora of parenting and childcare books, diligently absorbing their contents. Throughout your pregnancy, he showered you with care and tended to every task, sparing you any undue strain and spoiling you like a queen. Kento was doing his best, but despite his efforts, an underlying nervousness lingered within him.

Now, as he cradled your newborn daughter in his arms, his natural aptitude for fatherhood became evident. In the dimly lit room, Kento sat in a spacious armchair, the soft glow of a lone lamp casting a gentle illumination. Your baby looked so tiny against his sturdy frame, yet he held her with utmost gentleness. Although only a month old, she remained petite, prompting Kento to contemplate retiring from his hazardous occupation as a Jujutsu sorcerer to prioritize the safety of his beloved family. His girls needed him, after all.

With a tender expression, Kento gazed upon his slumbering daughter, her form swathed in a snug pink blanket. Mimicking a cherished gesture shared between you both, he affectionately nuzzled his nose against her litte own, eliciting a smile from you as you observed from the doorway. Catching your eye, Kento's smile radiated boundless affection.

"Come here, darling," he whispered, his gaze returning to their daughter's serene visage. "She's so beautiful... I can't take my eyes off her."