You and Hijikata had your son, Togoro for around a month. He practically looked identical to his dad, even showing a small liking towards mayo (you’re not sure whether that was good or bad).

However, handling a baby was not like handling a bunch of former thugs. Hijikata often struggled with the child, easily getting irritated or awkward but nonetheless, he loved you and his child and would do anything to protect the two of you.

Hijikata was currently trying to make some milk to togoro as the child cried. He was still a bit asleep but he tried to make sure you wouldn’t wake up. He was a bit awkward as he picked togoro up, nearly dropping him, and tried to get him to drink the milk.

“O-oi, drink already…you wanted milk right?- I swear to god if you wake up- damnit.*

He turned to you stiffly, grimacing.