Chapter 699: Crown Rights

Masayoshi Kishimoto was not only personally wrapped up by a ministerial doctor on one of his arms, but he was also given all sorts of repeated instructions.

For an ordinary patient, not to mention a ministerial doctor, an ordinary doctor who couldn’t be any more ordinary would either take a look or at most look for a few tens of seconds and directly jump to conclusions.

Since it was the dean who personally asked the secretary to call someone to come and bandage the wound on his arm, thus making this ministerial doctor particularly attentive.

After finishing, Masayoshi Kishimoto stood up and walked towards the VIP room where Rie Sakai was. After so many years, this was the first time he had been injured and bled by a woman.

As soon as he walked into the VIP room’s living room, he saw a group of people surrounding the sleeping child lying inside the incubator and praising it in various ways. They didn’t mince their words of praise.

As long as this little guy grows up, he will definitely be able to make thousands of young girls go crazy, after all, his looks have absorbed his mother’s excellent genes, and his mind has absorbed his father’s outstanding genes.

Not only that, his origin is still located in the tip of the pyramid, the family of the plutocrat, is not what no money, no power, no power of the “three no personnel”.

A boy with good looks, a great mind, and a good background is definitely an object that girls would regard as their god and compete to be their favorite.

Kishimoto Masayoshi walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of Sakai Rie’s bed, although she looked tired, but her eyes bloomed with incomparable happiness. She had already been upgraded to become a mother.

“Is the child still in the living room?” Sakai Rie looked sideways at him, slightly nervous.

“Don’t worry, with so many people watching him, he won’t be mistaken or switched. Besides, you also set up a specialized baby-sitting squad for him in advance.

Three senior baby-sitters, all day twenty-four hours with specialized companions and caregivers, each working eight-hour shifts. One senior nutritionist ……,” Masayoshi Kishimoto said, catching the drift of her words.

Rie Sakai didn’t wait for him to finish, and directly interrupted him, asking rhetorically, “Shouldn’t, shouldn’t?”

“Should, heaven forbid. Who let him have a zaibatsu father?” Justice Kishimoto blurted out.

“Does your arm still hurt?” Rie Sakai said as she noticed the bandage on top of one of his arms, naturally remembering that it was where she had bitten it herself.

“What do you think?” Masayoshi Kishimoto asked rhetorically as he cried and laughed.

“It doesn’t hurt.” Sakai Rie intentionally said the opposite and said.

“It’s weird that it doesn’t hurt. Not only am I equally human, but I also possess a body of flesh and blood. You try being bitten hard?” Justice Kishimoto said bluntly.

“Pain that’s right. So that you can properly empathize with the pain of me giving birth. No, you shouldn’t be in as much pain as I am, as well as for as long.” Sakai Rie’s face was smiling a bit as she said.

Kishimoto Masayoshi saw that she was in good spirits after giving birth, so there was no need to worry about her suffering from postpartum depression. Whether it was before she gave birth, or after, there was an expert psychiatrist who was performing a regular service for her.

As for gynecological problems, that was even more unlikely. She was enjoying a series of relevant medical services that were among the best in Japan.

“What’s our son’s name?” Sakai Rie said without haste.

“My name is Kishimoto Masayoshi, so he’ll be called Kishimoto Evil.” Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly laughed impishly and said.

Sakai Rie didn’t hesitate to throw him a big blank stare and said, “Is there anyone like you who is a father?”

“There are! Don’t you see one right now?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with an unchanging smile.

Sakai Rie turned her head away from him, and instead of looking at him again, she just raised her head to the ceiling and said, “Don’t bother. If you really think that the name Kishimoto Evil is a good one, then write it inside the Kishimoto family registry.”

“I’m obviously just joking, so why should you get angry?” Justice Kishimoto said calmly.

“I’m not angry. It’s not a crime to be angry with you.” Sakai Rie said as she once again turned her head above her neck still looking sideways at him.

“If you think the name I picked is bad, then our son’s name will be yours.” Masayoshi Kishimoto never valued so-called traditions.

A child’s name did not have to be chosen by the father or grandfather. He himself had been a particularly open-minded man in his previous life. He just didn’t think that a child had to take the father’s name, so why shouldn’t it take the mother’s?

In mainland China, buying a house is a big deal for ordinary people, but also relates to the man to marry and have children, and even pass on the family name above.

When it comes to housing, there is always a tug-of-war between men and women in their respective families. Inside the big city, the most obvious but.

In fact, in their own view, completely unnecessary. The man buys a house, then with the father’s surname. The woman buys a house, then with the mother’s surname. Whoever buys the house, then the child’s name will be with whoever, and the right to the title will be determined by whoever.

If the man and the woman each contribute half the money for the house, then it is possible to name one child on top of the other. One child will have the mother’s name, and the other will have the father’s name.

It would be unfair for one party to have unconditional rights to the child’s name without paying for the house, or to use tradition as a banner.

Rie Sakai was silent for a moment, still feeling that she should follow the Japanese tradition saying, “It’s better for you to name your son!”

“I can’t promise that I won’t give our son some weird, random name. For example, this one name of mine shows how arbitrary my father was when he came up with it.

To be precise, he was a man with little culture. Justice, am I an incarnation of Ultraman?” Justice Kishimoto rambled.

“If you’re not happy with your name, you can change it to something you like!” Sakai Rie said with a smile or not.

“A name is just a code name for a person. Besides, even if I change it to my favorite name, there’s no guarantee that I won’t rename it with some other people.” Justice Kishimoto said nonchalantly.

At this time, Mizuhara Yuki suddenly walked in and gleefully said, “Brother Justice, the little baby is just too cute.”

“Since you think the little baby is adorable, then you and Kazuya need to hurry up. You guys can totally have one, nay, a bunch out for fun!” Justice Kishimoto turned his head to look at the other party and said.

“Darn it. Brother Justice, what are you talking about? I can’t understand at all.” Mizuhara Yuki smiled and said.

“Since you can’t even understand what I’m talking about a, how come I’m hated by you? The only reasonable explanation is that you understood my words, but are intentionally pretending to be confused.” Justice Kishimoto laughed.