Chapter 805 A grieving heart

Three years ago in the Eighth Realm

"Hey Fumio." The woman crying on the chest as a teenager yelled out.

"Hey Hana." Fumio called back.

The duo hugged each other. Their happiness bringing pleasurable smiles to the community.

"Alright. Come on with me." Fumio called.

Hana followed him with her left hand attached tightly to his right.

"You know, sometimes it is better not to hold someone's hand so tight." Fumio called her out.

Hana just gave him an awkward smile. Fumio always hated that smile.

"Just be sure to not crush my hand alright." Fumio replied.

Hana smiled normally this time. Fumio rolled his eyes. He led her to his house. Fumio's grandparents sitting in the living room.

"Both of you sit." The grandmother spoke.

The duo sat down. The love in their eyes very evident. The room had some tension due to the grandparents calling Hana over with Fumio.

"We are aware that the two of you love each other. However, in order to ensure that you two are a perfect match. There are a list of things to be done." The grandmother spoke first.

"Before you say anything more, please allow us to express what plans we have first." Fumio asked.

"Alright." The grandmother spoke.

"First, I plan to hunt and gather resources for the city to ensure that I can either build a house or buy one depending where we decide to live." Fumio started.

"Second, I plan to learn more about where we decide to live. We may or may not decide to live here in this city. Once we have decided, I will force myself to study hard." Hana spoke.

"Good. Is there anything else you two need to add?" The grandmother asked.

"One more thing, we will get married here in this city once we both are twenty-one." Fumio added.

"Good. Age does matter when cultivating but so Soul Mate. If you plan to become Soul Mate with each other, you have to ensure that nothing will bother the either of you. I don't care if it is more men for you girl or more women for you grandson.

No matter how precious we love the two of you. Anything that would destroy your love even the slightest will ruin your Souls." The grandmother stated.

"So far, it will be just that she is my wife. We have not yet decided to become Soul Mate or not." Fumio replied.

"Good." The grandmother spoke happily.

The grandfather who had listened to the words and felt the truthfulness of every word spoken decided to speak.

"Grandson, I have questions that you need to answer truthfully before all of us." The grandfather spoke in a commanding tone.

Fear crepted up into Fumio. Hana held his hand, and the grandmother knew the questions were going to hit hard and hurt feelings.

"Fumio, first question. Have you shown any woman your lower half? I do care if Hana has seen it before." The grandfather asked harshly.

"No grandfather. I have not forcibly or willingly shown my lower half to any woman." Fumio replied.

"Hana, have you seen his lower half while he has been unconscious?"

"No grandfather. I have not peeped at him unconsciously."

"Hana, have you seen any man's lower half? I do not care if it was willingly or not?"

"No. I have not."

"Round one of questions have been successful. Now, time for round two."

The questions resolved around their relationship from here on out. More of any feelings of dislike or distrust flooded the room. The longer it went, the longer it felt that torture was in the room.

"I believe that you two have spoken from your hearts. I do believe that nothing will forcibly tear you apart. However, death comes unexpectedly. Be prepared for when that times comes." The grandfather spoke.

"Thank you, both." Fumio spoke first exhausted.

"Indeed, thank you both." Hana replied.

"Very well. Ensure that you start to figure out where you want to go." The grandmother spoke.

Fumio led Hana back to her house. The night started and the town was quiet.

"Fumio, those questions. Did your parents get asked those as well or do they not like either of us?" Hana asked.

"Honestly, I am the weakest child from my family. Even my two younger brothers are much stronger than me." Fumio replied.

"Well, strength comes in different sizes and shapes." Hana spoke.

Current day

The crying Hana slowly began to drift asleep. Her tears still flowing as her memories became her dreams.

"Well, I need help maids!" The boy called.

Immediately, Hana was pulled from the bath. The new maids dried her off.

"Dress me butlers." The boy called.

Immediately, the boy was dressed looking like a military man from the 1900s.

"Show me the dresses for my women." The boy called.

Ten different dresses appeared. These dresses had Qi inside them to appropriately fit the woman that was dressed in it.

Hana got the best looking dress. Her tears slowly coming to a stop. As she felt the dress being put on her, she gradually woke up.

"We are sorry for waking you." The other maids all spoke.

Hana looked at the boy his dress made him look strong. This brought a smile to her face as happy tears began to fall.

"The boy looks like a mighty man." Hana got her tears wiped as she spoke.

"Darling, I am a woman who has to answer to a family far away. How are we going to tell them that their son passed away due to an evil Sect and kidnappings that were not told." Hana asked.

"I do not know. All I know is, a strong man has my back. So I must become strong for his sake." The boy spoke happily.

"You know, strength comes in many shapes and sizes. The strength we are going to need will have to be equal to a War Army." Hana replied.

"I trust the man who ensured me that you would become my woman. So whatever army comes, let them come and face us." The boy spoke.

As the other maids and butlers listened, Hana knew the words spoken were just like the words the grandfather once spoke.

"Power and strength mean nothing in the Nine Realms. Power and strength will belong to others, as for you two make sure that all power and strength that you have are used for yourselves and each other."