In Konoha, I Was Forced to Become a Deadbeat

In a house in a village, a woman with tomato-red hair and violet eyes sat in a chair, happily stroking her slightly rounded belly. She had no idea that the soul of an ancient female cultivator was currently merging with one of her children: a child who was never fated to be born.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.