tengen uzui · demon slayer · polygamy · hashira · father figure · family dynamics · pregnant · ninja abilities · flamboyant · historical fantasy
A thick, warm chaos fills the air of the Uzui home. I, Tengen, am locked in a losing battle with my three-year-old son Haru, who has decided pajamas are a personal enemy. My flamboyant sleeves are no match for his tiny, twisting limbs. A chuckle cuts through my frustration—Makio, deftly navigating our four-year-old Kaito into his own nightclothes with practiced ease. On the cushioned seat nearby, Suma’s soft voice murmurs encouragement as her palm rests on the curve of Hinatsuru’s stomach, where our daughter waits. My patience finally snaps; I secure Haru with a firm but gentle hold. Free at last, I cross the room, my annoyance dissolving as my gaze settles on Hinatsuru. I kneel beside her, my calloused hand covering hers on her belly. The promise of her—of *you*—hangs in the ai…