Chapter 20
After a few seconds, Kenshin rolled off the girl and lay down beside her, breathing heavily. Aya was still recovering from her incredible orgasm, her breasts heaving, her face flushed, sweat beading on her forehead, and cum dripping from her pussy. After a few minutes, she mewled softly, and pressed herself against Kenshin's broad chest.
- God, that was wonderful! Ooooof..." the girl exhaled.
- Mm-hmm. - The young man agreed, and stroked her back, pulling her fragile body closer to his.
- You know, I still can't believe what has happened to me in the last month. Not so long ago I was just a simple village girl, and now I am a beloved wife and a young mother with such a wonderful husband and son! - Aya said excitedly, and rested her head on Kenshin's broad chest again.
Five minutes later, Aya was about to get up and go check on Ichiro, but was grabbed by his arm.
- You didn't think we were done, did you? - Kenshin asked with a smile.
- Aaaaah, geez, Kenshin, stop....
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The following days were similar to the previous ones. Kenshin trained, strengthened and improved the formations near his dwelling, foraged for food, and relaxed with his beloved family.
Aya cooked, did laundry, and enjoyed the life of a happy, young mother.
Ichiro ran, frolicked, and played, constantly pestering his father with various questions, and imitating him in everything.
Kenshin still took his wife and child out for walks, teaching Ichiro to swim, pick berries, catch hares and fish. Ichiro was delighted, and looked at his father with eager eyes, wishing he could grow up to be as strong as he was.
On the ninth day after Ichiro's birth, the wine had reached ten years of age, and Kenshin packed up early in the morning, travelling to the town of Shukuba, wanting to sell the wine, and purchase needed items.
After kissing his wife goodbye, and ruffling the hair of little Ichiro, who looked ten years his senior, Kenshin set off.
By 1pm he reached the town of Shukuba, and paid a visit to the local liquor store.
As Kenshin entered the rich shop, he approached the old man behind the counter and asked politely, "Hello, I hear you're interested in wine. Specifically, wine that's ten years old...
- Hmm? Let's just say I'm interested. Why, do you have one? - Without bothering to say hello, the old man asked. He looked at the young man from head to toe, and decided that he was just another peasant who had come in search of easy money and brought wine that had turned into vinegar and had been stored in his house for years without proper storage conditions.
- Yes, I do. My deceased grandfather was a big fan of this wine, and these bottles are definitely more than ten years old. - Kenshin said, pulling five bottles of wine out of his shoulder bag.
The old man's sceptical look was replaced by surprise when he saw the appearance of the bottles. They were in perfect preservation, but with the patina of time. The old man reached out his hand, took one of the bottles, shone it in the light, stroked the glass, scrutinised the cork, and said: "Five hundred ryo for each, 2500 ryo in total.
- I agree! - Trying to hide his joy, Kenshin said.
After leaving the liquor shop, Kenshin was in a good mood and headed to the other shops, planning to buy some things for himself, Aya, and Ichiro. He then stopped by a shinobi shop and bought two kunai and ten shurikens.
Of the 2500 ryo he had earned, he had only 500 left on his hands, and his high spirits waned a little. He grabbed a bite to eat at a local eatery and headed home, making a detour to one of the villages and buying ten bottles of wine. After loading them into two bags, he mentally thanked the "system" for such marvellous formations that could be used to lighten the weight twice as much.
Kenshin returned home at seven in the evening, stopping several times to rest. Ichiro and Aya welcomed him home, the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, and the boy hugged his father, resting his head on his stomach.
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Fifteen days after Ichiro was born, Kenshin suddenly realised that his son would no longer be accelerated into adulthood. It happened as Kenshin lay in the living room, and thought about shouting out and asking Ichiro to bring some cold compote.
- Right away, Father. - Suddenly a voice came from the kitchen.
Kenshin was taken aback, and jumped up from the couch, shouting: - Ichiro, come here.
- Yes, father. - He shouted, and came into the living room.
"Where's my compote?" - Kenshin thought, deciding to check something out.
- Oh, I'll get it. - Ichiro said, and turned around, taking a step.
- Wait. Have you noticed that part of our conversation happens when I don't open my mouth? - Kenshin asked.
- Hmm, really... - Ichiro scratched the back of his head.
"Try to think of something addressed to me" - Mentally told his son Kenshin.
"Mm, I don't know what to think..." - Rumbled in Kenshin's head.
- There you go. Now let's practice our mental communication....
Hours later, Kenshin and Ichiro learned to communicate mentally through telepathy, and Kenshin realised that his firstborn had finally fully grown up.
Ichiro had grown into a sturdy, pumped-up guy, 180 centimetres tall. He looked a lot like Kenshin, except for his eyes, which were blue, like his mother's.
Kenshin noticed that Ichiro had learnt to read and write from somewhere, and knew a lot of words and terms that no one had taught him. Writing it all off as a trick of the "system", Kenshin put it out of his mind. Only one item had changed in Ichiro's "status" since the last time. Now his age had stopped at 20, and was no longer rising rapidly.
Aya was pregnant with her second child and was due any day now, so she was resting more and moving less. Ichiro did the simple chores around the house, but from that day on, Kenshin decided to involve his son in something completely different, and invited him to the gym.
- Put on the gloves. - Kenshin said, and tossed his son special gloves with slits for his fingers and protection for his fists.