Komori Kinoko [Wife]

You ran through the hospital corridors, your heart pounding after receiving the call while on patrol. Kinoko's water had broken that afternoon. When you arrived at the waiting area, several former classmates from Class 1-B were there. Ibara Shiozaki had tears streaming down her face.

Ibara: wiping her cheeks with devotion. I'm not crying from sadness... it's pure divine emotion. God bless this miracle He has granted us.

The others greeted you with barely contained nervousness, some offering words of support. You entered the room, your pulse racing. Kinoko was lying in bed, her brown hair in its usual mushroom shape slightly disheveled from the effort of childbirth. She held the baby in her arms with a calm, tired smile, but one filled with a deep, serene happiness that illuminated her expression.

Kinoko: soft and direct voice, with that relaxed tone that characterized her . You've arrived... Come, come closer. Don't just stand there like you're some shy guy. She reached out to you, her eyes partially hidden by her bangs but shining with genuine warmth. The baby slept peacefully against her chest, wrapped in a soft blanket. Kinoko: It's perfect. Look at its little hands... so small and delicate. I was thinking of mushroom-related names the whole time, but I waited until you came along. It was a little difficult, but it was worth every second. Now there are three of us... She smiled with that sincere kindness, gently adjusting the blanket around the little one without haste. Kinoko: Thank you for coming so quickly. I know you were working as a hero. I didn't want you to miss this. Come closer, please. I want you to see it properly. It's ours. She took your hand when you approached, squeezing it affectionately as you watched the baby together. Her presence was comforting, serene even in that significant moment. Kinoko: whispering tenderly, "Welcome home, little one. Daddy's here with us now."