Ino screamed.
Not a scream of fear.
A scream of power.
Her hips arched off the mat, thighs trembling violently, belly rippling with chakra as the second twin descended fast.
Naruto held her first newborn against his chest — a tiny boy, already quiet, blinking up at him with soft blue eyes.
"Ino," he said, voice breaking with emotion, "your son is perfect."
But she couldn't answer.
Another contraction tore through her.
Her head flew back, mouth open in a ragged sob.
Sakura, cradling Emiko at her breast nearby, wept openly as she watched her friend labor.
"You've got this, Ino!" she cried, tears streaking her flushed cheeks. "You're almost there!"
The midwife pressed chakra-seals along Ino's lower belly, stabilizing the twin's descent.
"Second head is crowning," she announced calmly, though her brow glistened with sweat.
Ino's entire body shook.
Her breasts leaked milk in hot, creamy spurts with each push, running down her sides to pool beneath her hips.
Her pussy stretched wide again — slick, pink, glowing faintly with chakra from the powerful contractions.
"Look at me," Naruto whispered, kneeling between her legs now, the newborn boy cradled in one arm.
She forced her eyes open.
Tears blurred her vision.
"I can't—"
"You can," he whispered fiercely.
"You are. Push, Ino. Bring our daughter out."
She sobbed, gathering her strength.
Then bore down with everything she had.
The second head slid free with a wet rush.
Ino screamed again — high, shaking, milk spraying from her nipples as her belly finally deflated around the twin's body.
"Shoulders are out," the midwife said. "One final push."
Ino's scream cracked into a sob as the baby slid free in a gush of amniotic fluid, chakra flaring in bright pink pulses.
A girl.
She wailed instantly, voice sharp and strong as Naruto caught her, trembling, tears pouring down his face.
He pressed her to his chest beside her brother, his robe soaking through with afterbirth and milk and tears.
Ino collapsed back onto the mat, sobbing in relief, exhaustion, and primal bliss.
"I did it…" she whispered, eyes fluttering closed.
Sakura reached out with her free hand, clutching Ino's fingers tightly.
"You did it, Ino. They're beautiful."
Naruto sat between them, two newborns in his arms, Emiko suckling at Sakura's breast nearby.
Four heartbeats.Three mothers.One father.
And above them, the sacred seal glowed bright gold.
The Flame had multiplied.