crying with a languid voice
which seems to penetrate the whole world.
"It’s okay.
You don’t understand anything right now, but you’re time will also come, when you become also aware of your surroundings. And at that time you will make friends that will walk with you together, for sure."
The baby that can’t understand any of those words is now gazing at me while making perfectly round eyes. The eyes which have long slits and single eyelids like it’s mother.
"As from now on, it seems I can’t say it’s troublesome anymore~"
"Just a little bit is okay. Because I will knock you down, right on your cheeks again,
even before you’re actually being unable to move."
"Ah… It seems so…."
On which name should they decide?
"Troublesome…"
(Shikamaru Hiden p. 222)