Traveling with Indra

Mingluo's back was so happy and excited, her cheeks were flushed, she looked prettier and cuter than ever before. Indra stared at her running away, and eating another puff did not ease the complexity in his heart at this moment. He regretted his stupidity and slowness.

Mingming already knew that Mingluo was an orphan, and also knew that this was not her first time traveling through time and space. Every time you go to a strange place, you need to spend time getting familiar with it, but you can't stay there for long, so the people you meet are just passers-by.

Even if there are good memories, there is still emptiness around you. How can you not be lonely in the long run?

Indra touched the small cloth bag on his neck, and inside was the mother-of-pearl, which she left behind out of guilt. If he hadn't caught up with her, she would have been just a passerby in Mingluo's heart. Therefore, she never thought about having an emotional entanglement with anyone, nor could she realize that she was in love.

"Brother..." Ashura leaned his head to look at the puff in his hand, a new snack that he had never eaten before.

"It's sweet, but a bit too sweet for you." Indra gave it to his brother helplessly. There was really nothing he could do with this foodie.

"Brother, have you ever been rejected?" Ashura stuffed the little puff into his mouth and squinted his eyes because of the delicious taste.

"...When did you know about this?" Indra paused. He only recently realized this feeling.

"Brother is really slow in emotions." Ashura stared at his brother with his small eyes. He had noticed it for a long time. "If you don't like Mingluo, why are you looking for her all over the world? It's not like you're making enemies."

"You've been tired all night, go back and rest." It was rare that his younger brother was so capable. Indra hesitated about how to improve his emotional intelligence. This aspect seemed to be innate. Was his slowness in dealing with human relationships also a factor?

"Wait, brother, you haven't answered me yet?"

"Answer what?"

Ashura was stunned. Is this his brother? Why is he playing dumb in front of him?

All the lords, big and small, of Ubuyashiki came. The biggest hero this time was Indra. If he hadn't sealed Muzan, the Demon Slayer Corps would have had to hold out until dawn, and who knows how many people would have died.

Ubuyashiki Yoya's hands were shaking slightly, and he said with a choked voice: "Thank you, thank you very much!"

His heart was overwhelmed with great joy and gratitude, and the other party's kindness and help will be forever engraved in his heart.

Indra was a bit troubled by the encirclement. This scene of being chased by others to thank them was too familiar. Not only the young master of the Ninja Clan had to face such things. "No need to be like this. This victory belongs to the Demon Slayer Corps."

It was just a small favor from him, nothing worth thanking him for.

But the Demon Slayer Corps didn't think so. They still enthusiastically surrounded Indra and Ashura to thank them. Everyone wanted to talk about the help they had received, and many people burst into tears.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice of "brother" refreshed Tanjiro, who was almost fainted from exhaustion. He turned his head and saw Nezuko, who was smiling brightly, without her fangs, and her eyes had returned to their red color.

"Nezuko!" Tanjiro cried with joy, ran over and hugged his sister, crying loudly.

Very good!

That's great.

Nezuko also smiled and patted her brother's head, gently comforting him. "Okay, okay, don't cry, brother."

“But... wuwuwu...” Tanjiro couldn’t hold it in any longer. After several years, his sister finally became a human.

There were two figures standing in the dark under the tree shadows. They were Yushiro and Miss Tamayo, who could not see the light. Yushiro was holding Tamayo, tears welling up in his eyes. He didn't know what kind of drug was destroying her body.

"Lord Jushi!"

"It's okay, Yushiro." Tamayo just shook her head gently, her smile was gentle and tired. Being able to witness Muzan's death and seeing Nezuko recover, it was all worth it. "Let's go."

"Okay." Yushiro picked her up and headed for the underground shelter. They had to wait until night to get going. Now... Miss Tamayo had to have a good rest. He also wanted to analyze Miss Tamayo's cells.

"I'm sorry, Yushiro." Tamayo felt that she was going to die soon, and he was the only one she was worried about. This child... took her too seriously, it was really worrying.

"No...it's okay." Yushiro was stunned by the apology, and he quickly understood what it meant.

Lady Tamayo has always understood, but her heart is full of hatred and guilt, so she can't respond to his feelings. But it really doesn't matter, he doesn't need to respond, he is happy to be by Lady Tamayo's side forever.

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The frost in the early morning flickered faintly on the grass, as if the earth was covered in silver. The leaves on the branches had fallen, leaving only dry branches swaying in the wind. The fallen leaves formed a thick yellow carpet on the ground, which made a crisp sound when stepped on.

The roof of the Butterfly House was also covered with a layer of frost and snow. The ravens were too cold to climb onto the roof, but they were all watching their master from the windowsill. Those living here were all seriously injured, and several of them had not woken up since the war.

Because everyone was injured, the Butterfly House could not accommodate so many people, so the Uterine House arranged for several other specialized hospitals and invited cooperating doctors to take care of the team members.

There are 20 seriously injured people living in the Butterfly House, including these pillars. Asura is busy as always, and Indra is trying to seal their markings.

"You need to stop using the breathing technique." Indra made an attempt to seal the forced form of extracting life force. "It is hard to predict the effect."

"You can try it." Shinobu Kocho had no objection and suggested you try more.

Indra confirmed the research direction, looked at the scattered sunlight outside, and saw a figure flying in from outside. He felt the chill as soon as he took a few steps out, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"It's snowing, don't go up the mountain."

Mingluo put down the backpack, shook off the snowflakes on her body, and smiled awkwardly. "Let's go find something to eat."

There are pheasant, crucian carp and winter bamboo shoots in the backpack, which can be stewed into soup to provide good nourishment.

Indra touched her cheek and found it was indeed cold. He pulled her into the room with a dark face, stuffed her into the kotatsu, and poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Shinobu Kocho was trying to suppress her smile. It turned out that Mr. Indra would get angry about something like this.

"The Demon Slayer Corps doesn't need a bite of your food." Indra taught her not to go into the mountains in winter, as it would not be worth it if she got frozen.

"Pheasant is more nutritious. You've lost a lot of weight this week." Ming Luo muttered softly while holding the tea bowl. "I stewed pig's trotters a few days ago, but you didn't like it."

The obsidian eyes were full of dissatisfaction, as if to say that it was obviously your fault. Indra felt soft in his heart, but he didn't expect that she was worried about him. He was indeed eager to finish the matter of the Demon Slayer Corps and go to other places together.

"I'll make sure to rest." Indra promised, staring at her with sharp eyes.

Ming Luo was completely confused by his expression of "I got you". But now that it was over, she couldn't show weakness. "Well, I'll stay here for the winter."

Shinobu Kocho: = =Wait, I'm still here.