"Big sister, you're here."
At Konoha Cemetery, Hyuga Wuye gently turned his head.
Kaguya had come up behind him. "Mm."
He really did have something to do. He hadn't been lying to Kushina and Uchiha Mikoto earlier.
Because today was the anniversary of his mother's death.
"Will you be sad?"
Kaguya stood beside him and asked softly.
The corner of Hyuga Wuye's mouth twitched. He hesitated for a while before saying, "I don't know how to put it, but I..."
He lowered his gaze to the familiar yet unfamiliar gravestone and said quietly, "I'm not that sad. I just have a few regrets."
"Regrets?"
Kaguya tilted her head at him.
"Mm." Hyuga Wuye nodded. "I regret that... I could have had a mother's love in this life."
He had never investigated his own origins, because he truly had never cared that much about them.
In his second life, he cherished the happiness before him, but he did not cling too tightly to what he had lost or never had.
His mother had died for him, so he avenged her.
They had never spent much time together, so there was not much pain to speak of.
As for his father, the father who had never appeared, Hyuga Wuye simply treated him as though he did not exist...
"Do you need a mother's love?" Kaguya asked again.
Hyuga Wuye nodded, then shook his head.
"I do, because I didn't have it in this life. But I don't..."
He gently took Kaguya's jade-like hand, holding its soft, smooth warmth in his palm. "Because I have you."
"Mm."
Kaguya somewhat awkwardly looked away.
Wuye's mother had belonged to the branch family that protected her. In a sense, she had been of Kaguya's own generation.
That meant Wuye was her junior...
That feeling...
Was hard