This was all a waste of time in his mind. He had been arranged into a marriage a while ago, and was finally being given his first child, his wife was in labor and asked him to stay outside of the room. But she had just finished giving birth so he came into the room. The same cold expression on his face.

"Is it a boy?"

So that he could train his son to be a Shinobi, he looked at his wife. Expecting her to answer the question. Wanting to know if he would actually be getting the son that he hoped for, instead of a daughter, a disappointment.

Daughters couldn't be Shinobi.