"Just as I thought, what a third-stage Chakra Fruit needs isn't a planet or anything else. What it truly needs is more members of the Otsutsuki Clan. These Otsutsuki themselves are the nutrients required by the Chakra Fruit. Put that way, this world really is tragic. But fundamentally, it doesn't seem to have much to do with me. At the very least, I have some own ideas now, and this is simply the treatment the Branch Family of the Otsutsuki Clan receives. It's not the first time I've learned of something like this. Under these circumstances, there's really nothing more to say." Kenichi Amamiya looked at the Branch Family members before him, a trace of pity in his eyes. These Branch Family members of the Otsutsuki Clan lived on an enormous planet, and on that planet stood an even larger God Tree. This God Tree grew by draining the lives of these Branch Family members. This should be where the Otsutsuki Clan's Branch Family lived, as well as where third-stage Chakra Fruits grew. Kenichi Amamiya even suspected that the cultivation method spread by the Otsutsuki Clan—the ninjutsu that turned other Otsutsuki into Chakra Fruits—had actually been created by these people themselves. Or perhaps someone had been unable to stand it any longer and had used this method to reveal the truth to the Otsutsuki Clan, only for their rebellion to fail and things to become what they were now. At that thought, helplessness entered Kenichi Amamiya's gaze. These poor wretches. Still, he felt that the Otsutsuki Clan's situation was perfectly normal—or rather, painfully obvious. To this clan, only the true Main Family counted as their Comrades. The Branch Family were nothing more than consumables, nutrients used to feed the God Tree.
Kenichi Amamiya sighed. These days, no matter where one