Traveling with Indra

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The watermelons in Mingluo's melon field were ripening one by one. She took a melon home to freeze. In the pavilion in the yard, people were boiling thin sugar. Asura watched the fire carefully. This was her brother's 18th birthday gift.

His elder brother loved to eat candy, so he made candy for him.

"Ashura, will Lord Yugorō come back tomorrow?"

"do not know."

Mingluo thought about what she had. She still had a few bottles of cream left, enough to make a birthday cake. "Then... hold your birthday party at my place tomorrow?"

"Okay." Ashura nodded happily. His brother was more restrained when he was in the Ninja Clan.

Maybe I'm too used to having a straight face, I hardly smile. But it's different here with Mingluo, I don't need dignity, I don't need rules, I just feel comfortable being casual.

He finally realized that his brother was not happy to bear that responsibility. As the eldest son, his brother never refused to share the work with his father and take care of his ignorant brother. It was always his brother who held up the sky and freedom for him.

"Someone always has to take responsibility. If someone is laughing brightly in the sun, there must be someone carrying the burden." Mingluo was very pleased that Asura had finally grown up.

"Thank you, Mingluo." Asura raised his head to thank her. He intended to liven up the atmosphere.

Mingluo envied those who could speak straight, and thought to herself that it was okay, she was not a tsundere. "Have you considered Indra's feelings?"

Your brother works hard enough, and you are still being naughty on purpose?

"I want my brother to be happy." Ashura looked innocent. What's the problem?

Mingluo: ...

Asura was talking happily about how to make his brother laugh all the time, and he had a lot of tricks. Mingluo rolled her eyes and lowered her head to do her own thing.

Suddenly, an eagle fell from the sky and swooped down on the thin candy that Asura was cooking. He quickly covered the pot and ran to the kitchen with the pot in his hand, but he kicked something and the pot flew directly towards Mingluo.

“No—” When Asura saw the hot sugar about to splash all over Mingluo, his face turned pale with fright and he threw himself on her regardless of everything.

Ming Luo felt her back hit the ground and gasped in pain. The weight of the big golden retriever was unbearable. Not only that, Asura also rolled her up and pressed her under him with extra force.

"What are you doing?" Ming Luo controlled the sugar pot to float, with a look of despair on her face.

Brother, you really don't need to come!

You see, I'm hurt.

Ming Luo's mind moved, and the sugar pot was suspended properly, while the pot cover flew towards the eagle. The pot cover suddenly seemed to come alive, opened a big saw-toothed mouth, and bit towards the eagle.

"Chirp——" The eagle was stunned. What kind of monster is this?

who am I?

what am i doing?

Why am I here?

"Hey, Ashura...let me go."

"No!" Ashura was very stubborn and hugged her tightly.

Mingluo: Emma, ​​it hurts!

The eagle was scared away, and when Indra was about to enter the yard, he saw this scene. He was stunned at first, but soon realized what had happened.

He was lured here, so according to Mingluo's idea, should he show anger?

How to be angry? Getting angry at my brother and Mingluo is a difficult skill!

Indra hesitated for a second, then turned around and left. He was angry and left in anger. He was so fast that Mingluo and Asura didn't even notice him. He quickly came to the training ground in the back mountain and started hitting the wooden stakes there.

pat!

A wooden stake was broken!

blah blah blah!

Another wooden stake was broken into pieces!

Black Zetsu couldn't help but curl his lips. Indra really couldn't stand it, and now he needed to sow discord. His voice was full of bewitching, telling Indra not to struggle.

"Ashura never understands you as a brother."

"Shut up--" Indra scolded coldly, and put on an angry face to Black Zetsu. No skills were needed, only emotions were used.

"Hehehe, you know that although you and Ashura are brothers, no matter what you deal with... you will fight. This is true for ideals, women, and the future!" Black Zetsu laughed unbridled, and continued to provoke the biased Six Paths. "If Yuyi knew that you and your brother were fighting for a woman, I wonder what he would think of you?"

"..."

Although he knew it was fake, Indra was still disgusted. Imagine if this really happened, his father's face would be so ugly. With anger towards his father's partiality, Indra silently added a record for Black Zetsu in his grudge book.

Anyway...it's all this thing's fault!

Indra vented his anger in the training grounds, and it took him a while to return to Mingluo's hut. Ashura was very well behaved in the yard, working so hard that he flew, probably because Mingluo had taught him a lesson. When he saw Ashura's aggrieved look, he was restrained from entering the living room, because... someone had a bad look on his face.

The window of the living room was half-closed, and through the screen one could see the vegetable patch in the backyard. Ming Luo was leaning on a large cushion, crossing her legs in a very ungraceful manner, with her eyebrows raised and a critical look on her face.

"Hey~ you're here."

"Ah."

"Thank you for teaching my brother to be so kind." Ming Luo spoke in a sarcastic tone. She was so angry today that she was about to cry because of Asura's stupidity.

“……”I suspect you are cursing.

Indra saw Mingluo's exposed elbow, which was bruised. He walked over to her, holding her hand to treat her, and his anger didn't seem to be so fierce. "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble."

"I know he means well, but isn't it too much to gang me up? So what if I can't beat the Eagle?" Ming Luo took a deep breath and turned around to express that her back was aching.

"Hey, I'll go back and teach Asura a lesson, don't bother with him." Indra's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his palm magic landed on Mingluo's back. Was she knocked to the ground by Asura? Just thinking about his brother's strength, it must have hurt.

"Humph!"

"There is good news." Indra has always been excellent in protecting his brother, and he has actually learned to change the subject.

"Here it comes?" Ming Luo no longer felt the pain and looked at him with shining eyes.

Indra nodded implicitly, seeing that his father was not around, he finally agreed to come out. Tonight, when he returned, he would give Asura some special training, and train him for a few hundred rounds, so that his brother could experience the marginal feeling of rescue, and also let that thing think that he was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on Asura.

"Don't show mercy, it's better to suffer a short pain than a long one." Ming Luo reminded her in a veiled way that a brother-control person should not lose sight of the big picture because of a small one. "If you don't hit him, someone else will do it for you. Can you still clean up your brother's mess for the rest of your life?"

"...You're just holding a grudge." Indra's Sharingan revealed a rare hint of helplessness. Ming Luo was indeed a talented person to be able to justify holding a grudge in such a high-sounding way.

"Have I denied it?" I retaliated openly.

"Okay, you're being fair." My stupid brother.