[Hokage] A Millennium Dream

When the cherry blossoms are blooming all over the mountains and plains, write your wish on the flower paper, tie it to the branch of the cherry tree, and pray for your wish to come true.

Such blessings also existed in the Ninja era, but there were not many people who would do so at that time, and it was not a custom, it could only be said to be a gadget for children and girls.

Indra and Asura also played at a very young age.Write your wishes on the paper, and then draw cloud patterns and water patterns in a few strokes as decoration, and finally put on strings and hang them on the branches of blooming white cherry blossoms.

Indra even remembered that Asura couldn't draw his paper, and in the end he held his hand and helped him draw the pattern of green bamboo leaves.

What was the wish of a child who was only five years old at that time?

Spring is coming, and when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom in March, almost every household will go out to enjoy the cherry blossoms.Spread a picnic cloth in the cherry forest, serve snacks and sake, and enjoy the cherry blossoms with family and friends.

It is impossible for Asura to do such a thing. Nine months of pregnancy makes it inconvenient for him to do anything. Even if Indra said that he could take him to the cherry forest, he did not go. This kind of activity is easy to think about. tired.

If there were no accidents, their child would be born before the cherry blossoms fell in the evening of April, but no matter what he said, he definitely didn't have time to go to see the cherry blossoms again.

Just when Asura felt a little bit sorry, Indra put a small paper bag in his hand and told him: "This is last year's seed, plant it in the yard, and you don't have to go out to enjoy the cherry blossoms in the future." .”

"Okay, brother, come and plant." Asura touched the seeds inside through the kraft paper, feeling the vitality contained in the seeds, knowing that as long as they are carefully cared for, they will definitely grow gratifyingly.

"what is the colour?"

"White flowers and cold cherry blossoms."

In the cherry grove on the back mountain of Ninzong, there is a cherry tree with white flowers, which blooms earlier than all others of the same kind. When the winter snow has not melted, the white flowers bloom all over the branches. It looks like a cherry tree from a distance. The tree is white and snowy, without a trace of variegation.

"Brother, do you still remember..."

"I forgot it for a while, but I remembered it later." Indra leaned forward and kissed Asura's forehead, "Now, our wish has come true, right?"

I want to be with my brother forever.

I want to be with Asura forever.

Five-year-old children don't know what forever is, but they write down their pure and beautiful expectations.

That wish... is it fulfilled?

I guess so.However, Asura does not pursue such illusory things as eternity, as long as he can be with Indra while he is alive.

Putting his arms around Indra's neck, Asura kissed his lips back, and then suggested with a smile, "Brother, shall we plant them today?"

Indra nodded and took the seed back into his hand.

"You say, I'll do it."

Under the guidance of Asura, Indra planted the seeds of the cherry tree in several small flower pots, placed them in a place where the house could be exposed to sunlight, watered them every few days, and waited for them to germinate.

After about half a month, all the seeds planted sprouted and seemed to be growing well. Asura added a small amount of chakra to these seedlings, and asked Indra to transplant them into the yard.

Even with Mutun, a powerful blood heir that can spawn a forest in the blink of an eye, Asura seldom uses it to grow flowers and plants. At most, he just gives them a little chakra when transplanting like this to ensure that they will not grow. It will not adapt to dying due to a sudden change of environment.

In this world, only those who are strong enough can survive and pass on their excellent lineage.This principle is applicable to animals, plants, and humans.If the bud of a seed can't even break through the seed shell, it is actually not good for this race to force it to grow with a wooden escape.

Asura knew very early on how cruel this world is, so he is willing to help anyone who is struggling to survive in this world.He doesn't know what love is big or not, he just wants to do this, as a person who is also struggling to survive, to give the same kind of help within his ability.

Like Indra, he sees clearly the chaos in this world, but they choose different attitudes to face it.They used to drift apart because of such differences, but now they have learned to restrain their edges and corners, adapt to each other's thinking, and even get along well.

It cannot be done without enough love.

"Brother, the soil should be firmer." Sitting on a chair in the yard, Asura was basking in the sun while pointing to Indra to transplant the seedlings of the cherry tree.

"Is that so?" Indra asked after patting vigorously with a shovel a few times. He always felt that these seedlings were too fragile and would die if he applied too much force, so he always subconsciously played lightly.

"You can use a little more force, they are not so fragile." Asura replied, rubbing his stomach with his hands, the child seemed to have kicked him just now, the feeling of soreness in his stomach made him a little uncomfortable, but it will be fine after a while.

When Indra finished transplanting all the seedlings, it was already evening. He dusted off the soil on his body, washed his hands, and came to Asura, ready to help him up and go back to the house. He didn't notice it before. , Asura's complexion didn't look very good, maybe it was because he sat in the yard for too long.

"Ashura, are you alright?"

"I..." Asura responded, followed Indra's strength to stand up, and then his legs gave way and fell on him.

Indra was startled, and quickly caught him. Before he could ask any more questions, Asura, who was leaning on him, took a few breaths and whispered, "Brother, the child is about to be born." The last time it was not a normal delivery, if it wasn't for the sudden severe pain when he got up, he would never have thought that the pain from time to time in the afternoon was because the child in his stomach wanted to be born into this world. He is insensitive to pain.

Indra's expression was blank for a moment, then he picked up Asura and ran into the house, heading straight to the second floor.

The delivery room was prepared early in the morning, using the guest room where Indra used to live, and what was needed was the list made by Asura, and Indra had already prepared it and put it there.On how to give birth, Indra has no right to say, he knows nothing about these things, and Asura doesn’t want to go to the hospital, probably because of his intuition, he feels that his and Indra’s children are definitely not ordinary people, and it’s okay if their physique is like his , if, like Indra, was born with a pair of sharing eyes, it would be very troublesome.

Ashura is not worried about himself anyway, he is in very good condition, and this time there is only one child, even if he really can't give birth, if he is stabbed in the stomach, it will only take a few minutes for his immortal body to recover, so the danger is almost ok Say no.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm fine now, just a little hurt." Lying on the bed, holding the hand of Indra, who was obviously more flustered than him, Asura even wanted to laugh a little.

"Stop talking." Indra, who was being teased, was a little helpless. He split up and went out to boil hot water, while he took a clean towel and soaked it in the warm water from the kettle first, helping Asura Wipe the thin sweat from his forehead.

From being carried into the delivery room by Indra to the birth of the baby, Asura was tossed for eight hours. It took a long time for the midnight bell to ring before the baby's small cry sounded.

After this tossing, even Asura felt too tired to move. He lay there, watching Indra's body holding the child to wash, leaving behind a shadow丨He came over with a basin of warm water and scrubbed him body.

After a while, Indra walked towards him with the wrapped baby in his arms, and the shadow body released himself. He walked to the bedside, and with one hand, he lifted up Asura, who had been staring at the baby tightly for a long time, and lifted him up. The little child was placed in his arms.

"It's a girl."

Asura glanced at Indra, and the writing wheel eye was completely different from when he was staring at him, another meaning of softness, he smiled, and looked at the child in his arms again.

The newborn baby has black fetal hair, fair skin, and exquisite facial features. It can be seen that it looks more like Indra, but the eyebrows are like him, and the outline of the eyes is not so sharp.Asura caressed the baby's cheek and murmured softly, "She's so beautiful..."

"Yeah." Indra responded casually, and his attention was also on his newborn daughter. He focused on the baby's pure sleeping face. After a while, he diverted his attention and said to Asura, "Asura, Go back to the bedroom first."

The air in this room is terrible, and the smell of blood will not go out for a while, so it is not suitable for children to stay here for a long time.

Asura nodded, originally wanted to get out of bed and walk on his own, he was a little tired, but now that he has rested, he is fine, and there is no problem if he is careful in his daily actions.

It's just that Indra didn't give him this chance, and whispered "Hold her firmly", and then Ashura was hugged by him.

"I can walk by myself." Said in a low voice, Asura carefully adjusted the posture of his arms to ensure that he would not press the child in his arms, and Indra waited until he adjusted before walking to the bedroom.

After putting Asura on their bed and placing the baby, Indra looked at the baby again to confirm that there would be no accidents, then raised his head and said, "Ashura, please rest first, I will clean up."

"Brother, don't be too late, you can clean it up tomorrow."

Watching Indra leave, Asura lay down slowly. He was very tired, especially his waist, and he couldn't exert any strength at all, but he should be able to recover after sleeping. After lying down, he turned sideways and faced the baby. The sleeping face smiled lightly.

"Wait until tomorrow, we will definitely choose a nice name for you."

Indra didn't clean up much, and he was tired after tossing around for most of the night. He just opened the windows for ventilation, poured out the dirty water, put the dirty sheets in the washing machine, and then went back to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, Indra stepped lightly. He saw that Asura had fallen asleep, and the faint tiredness between his brows and eyes made him feel a little distressed.Going lightly to the bed, Indra lowered his head and kissed Ashura on the forehead, then carefully picked up the child and left the room.

This little thing should be crying for food in a while, he can't let her disturb Asura.