Unfortunately, this world was a vast hell. His and Xingyue's wishes could only be fulfilled within an illusion.
Senju Drifting Snow
Leaving aside Black Zetsu's schemes, Yang Hao was spending time with Hyuga Xia. They were the same age, both seventeen now. In another year, they would come of age and could get married.
At their age, they could already engage in certain interactions, such as kissing.
Since ancient times, marriage alliances had been the most reliable form of relationship network. Yang Hao was all alone in this world, without any clan support, so he could only rely on his own efforts to build up a large family.
Ever since Hyuga Xia had been revived by him, she had followed him with unwavering devotion. He placed great importance on this loyal subordinate, and nurturing their relationship was equally important.
Unfortunately, a third wheel soon appeared and ruined the young couple's private time together.
"What is it?"
Yang Hao glanced at Karura, who had been following behind them. There was something off about her gaze—a trace of resentment lingered in it.
"Where is my younger brother, Yashamaru?"
She had mentioned her younger brother when names were assigned last time, yet there had been no sign of him even now.
At first, she had longed to return to Sunagakure. But once she understood that she could not go back, she found that life here was actually quite good. She had then wanted to bring her younger brother over and had told this guy about it, but Yashamaru had still not appeared.
"I actually forgot about that. I'll make a trip to Sunagakure tomorrow."
Only then did Yang Hao remember, and he said that he would head to Sunagakure tomorrow.
"Don't forget. Tomorrow."
Karura reminded him, afraid that he would forget again.
"Don't