Chapter 110 — The Fairy of Life's Message
Sakumo looked toward the twilight sky and said softly,
"Let's not talk about those things here. It's already late — time for dinner."
Akira smiled. "You're right. I brought ramen."
Sakumo nodded, amused. "Ah, ramen again. The last time we had it was before your mission started, and now you're ending the mission with ramen too."
Kakashi leaned back slightly. "Did you do that on purpose? You're starting to sound like you're addicted to ramen."
Akira blinked, pretending not to hear, though his thoughts were racing playfully.
Addicted, huh? What will Kakashi say when the Crown Prince of Konoha starts eating ramen all the time — breakfast ramen, lunch ramen, dinner ramen… Let's see how he reacts then.
Sakumo chuckled gently. "You shouldn't say it like that, Kakashi. If someone enjoys something, you shouldn't criticize them."
Kakashi sighed. "As you say, Father."
Akira grinned. "Alright then — let's eat."
With a light flick of his finger, chakra rippled through the garden.
In the center of the glowing meadow, a round table and three chairs formed from pure light and nature energy — smooth, shining softly in the moonlight.
All three sat together — Sakumo calm and gentle, Kakashi relaxed, and Akira smiling as he opened the ramen boxes.
The sound of quiet laughter and the rustle of the evening breeze filled the air.
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As they ate, Akira's eyes suddenly caught a faint glimmer in the distance.
From among the silver trees, a small sphere of light floated toward them — glowing softly with green and gold hues.
When it came closer, the light unfolded, revealing a small, winged being no larger than Akira's hand. Its wings shimmered with colors of dawn and moonlight.
A fairy.
But not an ordinary one.
This fairy was one of the rarest in the entire realm — the only fairy that could speak.
While all other fairies communicated through gestures and light, this one had the gift of voice.
It was the Fairy of Life.
The fairy bowed gracefully before Akira and spoke in a voice that was soft, yet filled with divine resonance.
"Your Highness, the First Prince. There is something this Highness left for you — and he instructed me to deliver it only when the time had come. That time… is now."
Akira blinked. "The his highness…?"
The fairy nodded gently, her wings leaving trails of green light.
"Yes, Your Highness. It was his command — that this be given to the Crown Prince when the destined moment arrived."
Sakumo and Kakashi both looked at the fairy, recognizing her instantly.
Over the past four years, they had seen many fairies approach Akira — always bowing, always treating him with a respect beyond understanding. Even the Fairy Mother, the guardian of the realm itself, had once bowed before him.
Now, seeing the Fairy of Life herself kneeling before Akira, it became clear once again —
it wasn't just power that drew their reverence.
It was Akira's royal bloodline — the sacred lineage of the true Otsutsuki.
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Akira slowly stood, the evening light dancing across his black hair.
His expression was calm, yet his eyes shone with curiosity and quiet purpose.
Akira was thinking crown Prince. And his highness. So if I am the crown Prince because of my royal blood Otsutsuki then how is his highness then
"Then lead the way," he said softly.
The Fairy of Life smiled and lifted into the air, wings glowing with pure emerald light.
"Please follow me, Your Highness."
And as Akira stepped forward, guided by the fairy's trail of light, both Sakumo and Kakashi watched in silence — knowing that whatever awaited Akira next was tied not only to his destiny…
but to the ancient legacy of the Otsutsuki themselves.
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End of Chapter 110
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