Dan stood near the small bed, looking at his newborn infant. His son did not differ much from ordinary infants; small, fragile, and breathing quietly while sleeping, except for one thing. This difference was very clear: his hair was sky blue, exactly the same color as Dan's hair. It was clear evidence that he inherited his blood and that his lineage was dominant compared to the mother.
Mixed feelings overcame Dan: happiness, joy, pride, and anticipation. All gathered in his chest as he watched his first child. It was a strange feeling, completely new to him; he had never felt anything like it before. Today, Rin gave birth. At first, when the pains of childbirth and labor took hold of her, he felt a bit of tension. He had never faced a situation like this before; birth and labor were entirely new to him.
However, due to his superhuman chakra control, Dan knew he could ensure her stability at the least. After the pains began, Dan quickly moved her to the room he had designated for childbirth. It was a large room in the massive house he built for the girls, with clean beds, many covers of fur and wool, and a stove to heat water needed during the birthing process.
Dan held Rin's hand gently, trying to calm her. She was gasping, her eyes wide with fear and pain. "Everything will be fine." His calm voice reassured her a little. Then he sent his chakra to permeate her entire body. His chakra control was very precise thanks to his Kekkei Genkai. He could feel every organ in her body, almost every cell. He monitored the womb, the child, and the blood flow. He ensured everything was proceeding normally and that nothing went out of control. He didn't want accidents like bleeding or any serious complications. Dan is very keen on the safety of Rin and his child.
At the same time, the other girls began their work. They acted as midwives, helping Rin give birth. Luckily for Dan, women in this era learn these matters from a young age; it was part of their role and basic education as women. Thus, they knew what to do, how to help, and how to support Rin. Rin clung to Dan's hand tightly, feeling a warm sensation from it—something comfortable and reassuring. She saw the faint blue chakra emitting from Dan's hand and felt it seeping into her body. She felt a warm sensation throughout her body, easing her pain and calming her fear. It made things much easier for her.
A period of moaning and pain passed. Rin, looking at Dan and clinging to his hand tightly, began to push with all her strength. The girls were helping her, encouraging her, and directing her. "Push! Come on!" "You are close!" "A little more!" Then suddenly, the sound of a small child crying was heard in the room—a loud, strong cry full of life. Time stopped for a moment, then the girls burst with joy. "It's a boy!" "Rin, you have a boy!"
It was a new experience for Dan, and it affected him a little more than he expected. He watched Rin, exhausted and tired but happy. He watched the small child crying, moving, and alive. He felt something warm in his chest: love. Love for his women, for the girls who carry his children, live with him, and trust him. This increased his determination to protect them. Of course, this should not oppose his selfish nature. His selfish self dictates that anything comes after him; he is first, always—his survival, his strength, and his immortality. But after that, his family. His women and children were also important: an extension of him, part of his legacy. And he will protect them.
After a while, the girls cleaned the child, wrapped him in soft covers, and gave him to Rin. Rin held him gently, placed him on her chest, and he began to nurse. She was very proud of herself; she was able to give birth to Dan's child, and his first child at that. It was a great achievement for her. She looked at Dan, a tired smile on her face. "Sir, what—" Before she could finish her words, Dan interrupted her. "From today onwards, do not call me 'Sir'." Rin went silent, surprised. Then Dan turned to the other girls in the room. "You can call me by my name."
All the girls were happy. Some of their faces turned red with shyness, and some smiled wide smiles. In this era, the matter of titles is very important; a title determines social status, relationship, and respect. What Dan said now is considered an official recognition of their status as his wives. They were no longer just women living with him and serving him, but wives in every sense of the word. This was a very big and important change for them, even though Dan didn't really care about the matter, as he is from the modern era and such things seemed merely pretentious to him.
After a while, when they calmed down a bit, Rin asked Dan for something. "Dan... can you... name our child?" Her voice sounded faint and tired but full of hope. Dan fell silent for a while, thinking. He began to remember many names he knew, most of them from his original world, different from this world which is dominated by a Japanese character. But that didn't matter. His own name, Dan, and his family name, Walt, were also strange in this world. Thus, there was no need to stick to traditional Japanese names.
He thought for several minutes, passing over different names in his mind. Then he decided. He looked at his small child, who was still nursing from his mother quietly. His sky-blue hair and his small, calm face. Dan smiled a slight smile. "From today onwards, you will be called Sam." He paused for a moment, then added, "And our family name is Walt. So, you will be Sam Walt, my little one."
Rin smiled, tears of joy in her eyes. "Sam Walt... it's a beautiful name." She looked at her child, at Sam, and whispered softly, "Hello, Sam. I am your mother." The other girls gathered around the bed, looking at the child with admiration and love. "Sam..." "The first child of the Walt family." "He is so beautiful."
Dan stood there watching the scene. In the following weeks, the other girls would also give birth. Eight more children were on the way. The camp would become full of life, noise, and children. A completely new chapter in Dan's life would begin. He looked at Sam, at his first child, at the beginning of his legacy. He felt a strange, new, warm pride. "Sam Walt," he whispered the name quietly. "Grow up strong, my little one. And I will make sure of that." He smiled because the future looked bright for the Walt family.