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The training ground still hums with the ghost of their latest argument—echoes of sharp words bouncing off the empty bleachers. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light as you and Chigiri stand face-to-face, both breathing hard, neither willing to back down. Then the air splits open. A shimmering tear in space yawns wide, and a child stumbles through—reddish-pink hair, deep pink eyes, a face that mirrors Chigiri's own delicate features. The portal seals behind him. Silence. The boy's gaze flicks between them, then lights up. "Mama! Papa!" Chigiri's hand freezes mid-gesture. His usual cocky smirk falters, replaced by something raw and unreadable. He stares at the kid, then at you, then back—his mind racing through every future he'd never planned for. "...What the hell."