Traveling with Indra

Asura sat outside the door with his mind wandering far away. He used to be the only one who enjoyed his brother's kindness, and he felt that his brother was too cold to others. At that time, he naively wanted his brother to be gentler to everyone, but he failed again and again.

It was not until my brother left the Ninja Clan that I realized that my brother played a different role in front of everyone. My brother was the manager of the Ninja Clan, who would treat everyone fairly and maintain the order and discipline of the Ninja Clan.

The greatest kindness a manager can show to others is fairness. If there are too many emotions and biases, then he is not qualified as a manager.

【I am the younger brother, so I have a different kind of gentleness. 】

When the older brother who had been restraining his emotions for a long time encountered a situation where he couldn't handle the relationship, he was in a panic, and as a younger brother, he could see it clearly. Ashura thought to himself that he was just not good at studying, but he was not really stupid.

“Please, Mingluo… don’t mess with your current brother. If you become obsessed with him, he won’t let you go.” Asura sighed, ready to rush in and get beaten at any time.

Indra in the infirmary lost control of his emotions. What he cared about was Mingluo's attitude towards herself. Even if it was an illusion, it could bleed and hurt, wasn't that enough for her to cherish it?

"What are you doing?" Indra asked harshly. His angry look was very intimidating.

"I...I...didn't do anything?" Ming Luo felt very aggrieved. What did she do? "I didn't hurt your brother. Why are you so fierce, you obsessed brother?"

It would be better if we didn't mention this. Indra was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Her refusal to repent was really annoying. His voice became sharp and high-pitched, as if it was about to burst through his throat. "Your method of hiding your non-human identity is so poor. Are you trying to let others know that you are not human?"

My brother will save you! It just takes time and effort!

What's the big deal about this woman cutting off her own hand?

Ming Luo's eyes immediately turned red. How could she be non-human? "You are not human! How am I not human? You don't look human with your red eyes!"

Ming Luo was crying out of grievance. She endured the pain to help Asura detoxify, but this brother-obsessed man was still mean to her and scolded her. If she was still alive, being scolded as an inhuman would be a compliment to Lao Liu's behavior. Now it is so heartbreaking. Who knows how sad she is about her untimely death? Did she want to become like this?

The red eyes and the crystal tears poured cold water on Indra's anger. He had known her for so long, but he had never seen her cry. His lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know what to say.

"Mingluo..."

Mingluo wiped her tears vigorously, stared at the silent Indra angrily, and reached out to pull the rope around his neck. She wanted to take back the mother-of-pearl and never have anything to do with this pair of bastard brothers again.

"give me back!"

Indra would not let her succeed. He controlled her hands and pressed her against the wall of the infirmary. He calmed down and apologized. "I said something wrong. Calm down."

"Can you eat it calmly? Let me go and give me back my things."

"This is the coming-of-age gift you gave me." Indra tried to reason with her. How could you take back a birthday gift you gave to someone?

Mingluo remembered this, but she would not admit defeat, and quickly found a good excuse: "I just gave you a rag doll, and this was accidentally stuck in there."

Indra was silent for a moment. He was never very good at talking. "You did it on purpose because you knew it was stuck."

"I was careless. This is an important thing. How could I give it to someone else?" Ming Luo was angry. She was telling the truth. The mother-of-pearl was just a locator.

This argument was obviously meaningless, so Indra took the bag and held it in his hand so that it would not be snatched away. He also let go of Mingluo, fearing that if he kept suppressing her range of movement, she would become rebellious.

"Mingluo, I'm sorry... I had a bad attitude just now." Indra has calmed down. He is not a person who is good at empathizing with others, even his younger brother who grew up with him.

But Ming Luo is an exception. Initially, I observed her out of curiosity for a long time, and gradually understood her behavior patterns. I can also naturally analyze what Ming Luo is thinking. I was angry when I saw Ming Luo's broken hand, but now I understand her long-standing psychological drawbacks.

"I hope you take good care of yourself. It will hurt."

The last two words touched Ming Luo's soft spot. She didn't explode, and her emotional explosion point had passed. Ming Luo pursed her lips and said nothing, expressing her thoughts frankly, which she hadn't done in many years.

The infirmary became very quiet, with confusion and awkwardness filling the air. Indra reached out and touched Mingluo's head. She looked so pitiful with her red eyes.

Ming Luo was undoubtedly a human being, and neither monsters nor elves had such distinct human nature. He didn't know the specific circumstances, and it was hard to know how she became like this, but the fact that she could only survive by becoming like this showed that she had encountered a tragedy that could have killed her.

Mingluo cherishes her identity as a 'human', so she can't go on like this.

Indra leaned over and looked her in the eye, his Sharingan staring into her eyes: "Mingluo...you have to acknowledge yourself, acknowledge that you are alive now."

The sound was very light, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Ming Luo's heart. She stared at Indra blankly, subconsciously wanting to dodge, but resolutely not moving.

What recognizes yourself?

Why don't I recognize myself?

alive?

I have accepted death, but do I no longer consider myself a living person?

A person who is determined to live, even if he is a lazy guy, will still think about what to do tomorrow, whether he has enough money to spend, how to lie down in the future, where to go for fun, and how to have fun lazing around.

[Is that so? I don't even consider myself a living person anymore.] Ming Luo almost laughed out loud. A warm current spread through her chest. All the shackles were removed, and the warmth made her soul feel particularly comfortable. The natural power around her rushed into her body crazily, a hundred times, a thousand times more than usual, and she felt a little bloated.

The golden sun on her chest began to shine, and Mingluo realized that the Golden Spirit Mirror had absorbed enough energy to start again. She panicked and pushed Indra away. Even if he guessed the truth, she didn't want him to think that she was a mirror now.

"Get out, get out now!"

Indra, who was clear-headed just now, was still agitated at this moment. He felt that Mingluo still wanted to escape, and at this critical moment, how could he let her escape.

"Wuwuwu, let me go!" Mingluo cried anxiously after being hugged again. The shame of having her underwear stripped off made her punch and kick Indra. But it was too late, and she could only cover Indra's eyes. "Close your eyes, don't look at me! You are not allowed to open your eyes, no."

Indra heard his brother knocking on the door in the bright light. He realized the problem and threw the cloth bag in his hand away to avoid losing his brother later.

When the golden light faded, Ashura opened the door and saw that it was empty, his face cracked.

"Brother, Mingluo——" You don't want me anymore?