After an intimate exchange, Seiya and Mei Terumi finished their sparring session.
Leaning against Seiya's shoulder, Mei Terumi had become even more radiant and alluring after being thoroughly nourished.
The racial abilities of the Flügel Race were no joke. As an almost immortal race, anything that casually fell from their bodies counted as high-grade material.
Asura, who had inherited part of the Otsutsuki bloodline, could grant people long lives with mere Hashirama Cells. Naturally, Seiya's descendants were even more ridiculously effective.
"When are you planning to marry me?"
Because she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to her career before inheriting the position of Fifth Mizukage and taking over the mess that was the Hidden Mist Village, Mei Terumi had been so busy that her feet barely touched the ground. As a result, she had missed the ideal age for marriage and become an older unmarried woman.
Seiya had previously possessed an Impure World Reincarnation body, so his age had been fixed at the moment of his death. Even if he revived in the future, he would revive at that same age.
Meanwhile, three years had passed for Mei Terumi, and she had naturally begun to grow anxious.
Mei Terumi did not know why Seiya had suddenly revived, but at that moment, she had undoubtedly been overjoyed.
Although she knew that coming back from the dead was never something easily accomplished, and she would not even have believed that such a jutsu existed in the shinobi world if Seiya had not always looked so confident, year after year passed, and Mei Terumi could not help growing anxious. She could wait for Seiya, but if it took five years, ten years, or even twenty years for him to truly revive, could she still become Seiya's wife by then?
Fortunately, after three years, Mei