As Hamura looked at Hinata before him, a trace of envy inevitably flashed through his eyes.
Hinata was still very young. Even though she had lived two lives, she had not experienced that much. Fighting was one thing, but in many ways, Hinata had been very well protected by her family.
It had been her parents before, and it was still her parents now.
But precisely because of that, Hinata was so attached to the mortal world. Even if she could understand Hamura's current state of mind, she had never truly experienced it herself and could not genuinely put herself in his place.
Simply put, she was talking without knowing the pain.
But think carefully about those children who had lacked parental love since childhood!
Like Gaara, Sasuke, Kimimaro...
Naruto Childhood Misery Competition was not just a casual saying.
The reason Hinata was attached to reality was because she was surrounded by love.
She had parents, relatives, and friends.
But what if she were all alone, watching helplessly as the people around her left one after another?
Sons and daughters, grandsons and granddaughters... they would all go before her.
There would be fewer and fewer friends around her, until gradually, there was not even anyone left to talk to.
Those who knew her would gradually deify her because of her abilities and worship her in temples. If she committed some wrongdoing, they would demonize her.
If she knew she would die, then perhaps she would enjoy such a life, standing high above and looking down on all living things.
But when she became immortal, everything would lose its appeal. The more one possessed, the less one cared.
"One day, you'll understand me!"
After the envy faded, all that remained in Hamura's heart was pity for Hinata.
Sooner or later, Hinata