The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 152 Purple Dragon... Purple Garden

On November 12th, the autumn chill was deepening.

Uchiha Mitsunori stood on a high point in the village, overlooking the bustling scene.

People strolled leisurely along the streets, enjoying the lively yet harmonious atmosphere.

In the middle of the street, there is a spacious square where children play and frolic to their hearts' content.

Suddenly, a maid rushed in, breathing heavily: "Lord Mitsumine, Lady Tsunade... her water broke, a week earlier than her due date!"

Uchiha Mitsuhide paused in his breathing and instantly appeared outside Tsunade's bedroom.

He was about to push the door open when he heard Tsunade's calm voice coming from inside.

"What's the panic? It's only 7 days premature, everything is within my expectations."

Tsunade's voice was full of energy, if not for the occasional heavy breathing.

You could hardly tell she was going through the pain of childbirth: "Hot water, clean cloths, and the herbs I prepared are all ready; everyone else is waiting outside."

Uchiha Mitsumine entered the room and saw Tsunade sitting on the tatami.

Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, yet she remained calm and composed.

"What are you doing in here? Don't cause me any trouble, get out!"

Uchiha Mitsunori quickly walked to her side and took her hand: "Why so early? Have you been working too hard lately?"

Tsunade gripped his hand tightly, her grip surprisingly strong, and gave him a pained yet confident smile: "I am the best medical ninja myself. I know the baby's condition better than anyone. A week premature is perfectly normal, so don't worry about it."

Just then, a contraction struck, and she gripped her husband's hand tightly, her knuckles turning white, but she bit her lip to suppress a cry of pain.

Uchiha Mitsunori knelt on one knee beside the tatami mat, gently stroking her sweat-dampened blonde hair: "If you're feeling unwell, don't hold it in. I'm here."

Tsunade caught her breath and scoffed, "Giving birth is nothing. The injuries I suffered on the battlefield back then were far more painful than this. But you, the daimyo of the Land of Water, looking so flustered, what kind of impression will your servants have of you?"

The midwives and maids quietly and quickly prepared everything.

Despite the excruciating pain, Tsunade remained lucid and gave orders: "The labor is progressing faster than expected, get ready... uh!"

She convulsed again, her fingernails almost digging into Sanfeng's palm.

She was panting heavily when she said, "Go outside and wait. This isn't a place for men."

Uchiha Mitsunori shook his head, his gaze resolute: "I've witnessed countless lives and deaths on the battlefield, why would I be afraid to be with my wife during childbirth?"

He took a cloth and gently wiped the sweat from Tsunade's forehead.

A female medical ninja exclaimed from the side, "I've delivered so many babies, but I've never seen such vigorous fetal movement. This child is definitely extraordinary."

Tsunade forced a smile: "Of course, this is... my child with Mitsumine... Mitsumine... you should get out..."

As labor progressed, Tsunade's commands were gradually replaced by painful groans.

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Mitsunori could only leave the room... and wait anxiously...

The female medical ninja encouraged, "Almost there, Lady Tsunade, please give it your all!"

Tsunade gritted her teeth and finally let out a suppressed growl.

Then, the female medical ninja carefully cut the umbilical cord.

"Wow... Wow wow..."

An unusually loud cry shattered the tense atmosphere.

A female medical ninja exclaimed, "It's a healthy boy! He weighs a full 12 pounds, and his life force is so strong. I've never seen a newborn like him before!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Sanfeng, who was standing outside the door, let out a long sigh of relief.

Tsunade took her son from the midwife. The little guy kicked restlessly in her arms, crying loudly. His bright eyes curiously surveyed the world, and the color of his pupils faintly revealed a hint of pale gold.

Tsunade leaned weakly against the pillow, but her face was full of pride: "This kid was so strong from birth, no wonder he made my life so difficult. Judging from his voice, he's definitely going to be a troublemaker in the future."

A while later, Uchiha Mitsunori finally agreed to enter the room.

He leaned down and gently kissed Tsunade's forehead: "You've worked hard, Tsunade."

Tsunade smiled wearily but contentedly: "Let's give it a name."

Uchiha Mitsunori gazed at his son, pondering for a moment: "Shiryu. Uchiha Shiryu. Purple is auspicious and noble; dragons can be hidden or revealed, can be hidden or bright, symbolizing power and infinite possibilities. May he be as powerful and free as a dragon, mastering his own power."

Tsunade murmured softly, a look of satisfaction in her eyes: "Shiryu... sounds much better than the name of that certain god of death."

Uchiha Mitsunori chuckled awkwardly and said, "This kid is so strong; he'll be a great candidate for learning taijutsu!"

He picked up the baby boy and gently played with him: "Purple Dragon... Unleash... Cosmo... Rising Dragon Fist of Mount Lu... Da da da..."

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On December 13th, Maitreya's due date arrived.

Inside Miroku's delivery room, the female medical ninjas were quietly preparing.

Standing outside the delivery room, Uchiha Mitsunori could feel the gentle yet powerful life energy flowing inside—the aura emanating from natural energy.

A female medical ninja stepped forward, smiling reassuringly, "Your Excellency, please rest assured, the priestess's baby is in the correct position, and everything is going smoothly."

Sure enough, a clear and melodious cry came from inside the room in a short while.

The voice seemed to possess a purifying power, bringing peace to those who heard it.

A female medical ninja emerged, carrying a wrapped-up baby girl.

Her face beamed with joy: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, it's a baby girl! Everything went smoothly, and both mother and daughter are safe and sound."

Uchiha Mitsunori held the baby in his arms and quickly walked into the room.

Maitreya sat leaning against the headboard, her face slightly pale, but her expression was serene, radiating maternal glow.

She looked tenderly at the baby girl being held before her and whispered, "This little one is so quiet, just like..."

The baby girl's eyes were closed, her little hands were slightly clenched into fists, and a peaceful aura of natural energy surrounded her.

Uchiha Mitsunori spoke with exceptional gentleness: "Let's call her Shion. 'Yuan' means a beautiful and peaceful place. I hope that she will live her whole life in beauty and peace, like a flower blooming in a pure land."

Upon hearing this name, Miroku's eyes welled up with tears of emotion: "Thank you, Sanfeng."

Uchiha Mitsunori bent down and kissed his wife's forehead: "Miroku, you've worked hard."

Mi Rou smiled and shook her head: "This child... is very considerate of his mother, so he didn't cause me much pain... everything went smoothly."