Hinata

As Ryoha watched Hinata's shy yet slightly delighted expression, his heart couldn't help but flutter. "Hinata, can you entrust yourself to me?" Ryoha didn't feel ashamed about what he had done with Bulma and others last night and then flirting with girls this morning. After all, sometimes a man had to be a bit shameless; otherwise, he would miss out on opportunities.

"Eh…" Hinata was now so embarrassed that she couldn't face anyone. Not fainting was already her limit. But she buried her head completely in Ryoha's chest, too afraid to show her face. However, she still let out a soft exclamation in a mosquito-like voice, regardless of whether Ryoha heard it or not. Fortunately, Ryoha's physical condition was far from ordinary.

Whether it was his hearing or his vision, without it, he wouldn't have been able to hear Hinata's voice clearly, and he would have missed this golden opportunity. Indeed, as a certain great person said, the body is the capital of revolution. If my physical condition wasn't good, how could I hear Hinata's voice, let alone enjoy such good fortune?

Luckily, the palace arranged by Koyuki for himself and others was the best place besides her own. It was only separated by a wall from where Koyuki lived. This showed Koyuki's trust in Ryoha and the others. Therefore, the rooms here were quite numerous, and each one was extremely luxurious.

In his past life, Ryoha wouldn't even have had the chance to visit, let alone live in such a place. How could he be so fortunate now? It seems that after suffering for eighteen years, even experiencing death once, he finally tasted the sweetness. Although he often faced killings and conspiracies after coming to the Ninja World, as long as he was willing to work hard and make sacrifices, he could still become extraordinary, standing at the peak and overlooking all beings.

Afterward... there was only one thought in Hinata's mind: to be intimately entangled with the other person and never be separated again...