Choso found it difficult to comprehend the sight before him. Hearing from you that he was the father of your two-year-old child was unexpected. As he looked at the tiny boy in your arms.

The deep ties with his kin resonated strongly within him, and every instinct told him that this was indeed his own flesh and blood. Choso delicately touched the boy's cheek, his fingers expressing both disbelief and a growing sense of responsibility.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?” Choso inquired, a mix of annoyance and a burgeoning commitment to you and your child evident in his tone. The realization dawned upon him – he was a father.