Traveling with Indra

Indra's solemn assurance in front of her made Mingluo feel as if she had been deceived. She had never expected Indra to be such a person. She almost didn't recognize him. It seemed that Indra had been acting a little strange since the last time.

【What's wrong with him? 】

Being stared at closely by Mingluo, Indra wanted to say something but didn't know how to start, so... he just stared at her. The two of them stared at each other for more than five minutes, and gradually revealed a confused mood.

【Why are you staring at me? 】

"Ahem." Hudie Ren couldn't help but frown. Being a novice in love was really too unbearable to watch. "Mingluo, aren't you going to make soup? Then you won't be able to drink it tonight."

"Woo." Mingluo glared at Indra as she stood up, then walked away dragging the bamboo basket.

Indra looked innocent:...

Mingluo put on a pair of warm slippers and came to the kitchen to start talking. She saw the three little ones, Xiaokui and Kanao washing and cutting things, while Nezuko was in charge of the kitchen.

Tanjiro has been sleeping these days, and Nezuko has been helping the Demon Slayer Corps. After the girl turned into a human, she became a synonym for intelligence and ability, and she was as agile as Tanjiro.

She has a keen eye for work and can work from morning to night without stopping. It's really heartbreaking.

"Sister Mingluo, welcome back." Nezuko, wearing an apron, smiled widely. In her memory, Sister Mingluo was the best and always took good care of her.

"I have dug enough winter bamboo shoots." Mingluo put down the bamboo basket and started to clean up.

The chicken soup there has turned golden yellow, and it is best to add winter bamboo shoots now. Winter bamboo shoots are the most tender, and they blend well with the deliciousness of chicken, making the taste particularly good. The soup is thick and delicious.

"Is this the cleaned pheasant? I'll stew it for you." Xiao Kui poked her head out and saw a skinny pheasant lying on the bamboo leaves.

"Okay." Ming Luo thought that winter was a good time for nourishment. Asura treated seriously injured soldiers every day, and Indra did research every day. It was time to nourish them well.

"What snacks are we having today?" Xiaohui asked expectantly. Mingluo would make lots of snacks, and she was the one making snacks these days.

"Keep it simple...have some osmanthus rice cake." Mingluo remembered that she collected some osmanthus flowers in August.

"Great!"

"It's sweet."

"Mr. Indra likes it."

Mingluo felt a little strange when listening to the three little ones. Why did they mention Indra? Many people like to eat desserts.

She steamed glutinous rice and sticky rice and pounded them into rice paste, then added milk and sweet-scented osmanthus water and gently stirred until the rice flour became flocculent and could be formed into a ball with a pinch. She mixed some cooked black sesame powder, spread it layer by layer on the mold, and scraped it flat with a scraper.

Finally, sprinkle with dried osmanthus flowers and steam it in a steamer.

Soon, the aroma of the sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake filled the entire kitchen. The steamed rice cake is golden in color, dotted with sweet-scented osmanthus on the surface, like a fine work of art.

"It smells like osmanthus." Asura poked his head into the kitchen. He had been hungry for a long time.

"Eat a piece, it's time to eat." Mingluo picked up a plate and let everyone have a taste.

The sweetness of osmanthus and the softness of glutinous rice are intertwined, with a delicate taste that makes people linger. Several girls were conquered by the dense taste and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I will also collect osmanthus flowers next year." Xiaokui's smile was very comfortable. The fragrance and taste were so great.

"Let's do it together." The three little ones followed happily. The production process was not complicated.

The girls who had eaten a piece of osmanthus cake immediately began to share the food. They divided the food according to the amount of each patient. Ashura went to deliver the food to the patients. If he finished delivering the food earlier, he could eat with his brother and Mingluo.

The sound of dishes colliding came one after another. There were too many plates needed to share the food, which made Mingluo feel a little annoyed. At this time, a golden head appeared outside, with eyes like an owl, sniffing the smell in the air.

"What a nice smell!" After several months of nursing, Rengoku Kyojuro was able to get out of bed now. Compared to the other pillars lying in bed, he was the healthiest one, so he always wanted to find something to do here and there.

The loud voice startled Mingluo, and she shook the plate and it flew out. "Wow!"

A hand lifted the bottom of the bowl and helped her at the same time. Ming Luo looked at the well-held dish and raised her head to see Indra's scarlet Sharingan. "Thank...thank you..."

Mingluo was so embarrassed. Why did this person appear every time she was in trouble?

Rengoku Kyojuro scratched his head, thinking that Mingluo still hadn't gotten used to his voice. "Sorry. Whose is this? I'll deliver it to you."

Ming Luo watched the tray being snatched away, and reluctantly gave a name. "It belongs to Mr. Tomioka."

"I'll serve the dishes, you go get the rice." Indra took the large bowl and served the dishes, his and Asura's portions, and added a little more for Mingluo. The three of them didn't need to share the food, and with Asura's good appetite, it would be too troublesome for him to go back and forth to get the dishes.

"Oh."

Asura leaned over to look at the ambiguous relationship between his brother and Mingluo, and his dark eyes brightened a little. God knows that he has been feeling like a weed in these days. After Mingluo ran away that day, the two of them had no abnormal conversations.

He asked his brother what he said, and his brother said "nothing". Is this reasonable? Is this possible?

He didn't believe that nothing happened that day!

The vague eye contact just now really did suggest there was something going on!

The three of them sat at the dining table in the cafeteria. Asura looked at his brother beside him and Mingluo opposite him, and he was in a dilemma again. He felt that it was too hard for him, watching the girl he once liked and his brother fighting to the extreme, and there was no result for a long time. It was really bad, couldn't he just have a good time to eat melon?

It's nothing, right?

There is an invisible net separating the two of them.

Mingluo ate until she was about 70% full, and then slowly began to drink the soup. Seeing that Ashura hadn't finished his bowl of rice, she said, "Ashura, do you have a bad appetite today? What a pity, I stewed a chicken today."

"No, I want to eat." Asura started to eat quickly. He didn't care about his brother's love life for the time being. Eating was more important.

Indra had already finished eating and wiped his mouth before speaking. "Come to me later. I have something for you."

"Still keeping it a secret?" Ming Luo blew on the milky white fish soup and drank it slowly mouthful by mouthful.

"It's almost done." As if to speed up the progress, Indra put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Okay." What is it?

Mingluo thought Asura would be curious, but when she went to find Indra, Asura was unwilling to go with her and said that there were many things that were not finished.

This reaction made Ming Luo very suspicious. What was wrong with this boy?

Mingluo walked in front, unaware that there was a huge crowd of people following behind her. Familiar heads were surging, golden heads, butterfly hair accessories, cherry blossom heads, etc. There was also a pig head hanging from the ceiling.

knock knock --

"Indra, I'm coming in."

More than ten pairs of eyes stared at the door, and quietly opened it a crack.