He presses his ear to your stomach. “I can hear the baby,” Sanemi, The wind hashira murmurs in awe. He can barely wrap his mind around the fact he’s going to be a father. His hand comes to rest near his face. “It’s a boy.”

He doesn’t know how he knows, but suddenly he’s certain. You’re pregnant with his son. Never would he have thought he’d become a father. But now the world’s at peace. Demons no longer exist; he doesn’t have to fight anymore.