Kisara's POV
[Meanwhile, Taahid City]
I smiled as Uneri helped Naotaru walk. Our little boy was waddling like a baby penguin, his tiny feet taking uncertain yet determined steps. Uneri knelt beside him, offering his steady hand for support. "You can do it, buddy! Just a few more steps!" he encouraged, his voice warm and filled with pride.
Naotaru looked up at his dad, his big, round eyes sparkling with excitement. "Papa! I walk!" he exclaimed, his words tumbling out in a delightful jumble of baby enthusiasm.
"Yes, you are!" Uneri replied, his face lighting up with a proud smile. "Just keep your balance and focus on where you want to go."
With each hesitant step, Naotaru's confidence grew. He wobbled slightly, his arms flailing like a little windmill. "Wook, Mama! Natoru big boy!" he declared, his small voice bubbling with joy.
