Takuma Ino

You felt your husband's finger make circles on your exposed belly, you were in your ninth month of pregnancy, you could give birth at any time, so Ino asked for some time off to take care of you for the next few days. ”—Do you think he looks like you or me?”Ino murmurs, excited to imagine what his baby would be like”—I bet he'll have great damn technique, and that he'll be as strong as his dad, and beautiful like his mom. ”