[comprehensive] spots

It was half a month after Uchiha Madara returned to Konoha that Indra finished dealing with the Land of Rain.

At this time, the eye problem has almost been solved. Uchiha Madara is both his descendant and his Chakra reincarnation. After exchanging glasses, he got used to it not long after, and the kaleidoscope also successfully became the reincarnation eye in his eye socket.

Most of what the Land of Rain has to deal with is not political matters, but "human" matters.

As mentioned earlier to build a school, using ninjutsu is actually very fast, but he didn't want to attract attention, so he wasted some time.

During the period, some treatments were made to daimyo and nobles, and some laws were also changed.

Of course, it is not a one-time change. After all, this thing involves the interests of too many people, and it needs to be handed over to Uchiha Madara to try it out slowly.

Promulgate one by one, and then implement one by one, so that the frogs are boiled in warm water, and there is no need to worry about excessive problems.

After another period of observation, Indra said goodbye to Uchiha Madara.

A long time ago, he worked out a way to go back. The Nine Lamas came here through reincarnation, and he was influenced, so he can find a way to go back through ninjutsu.

It's not difficult for him - whether it's creating ninjutsu or transforming it, it's very simple.

And most importantly...

He is unlikely to stay for long.

Uchiha Madara was not surprised when he got the news.

"You're gone... okay." She said, "It was an accident."

"You really don't have the slightest bit of reluctance."

"I dont want you to go?"

Uchiha Madara felt a little funny, and then rubbed the hair of Jiu Lama in his arms.

"A little bit... The experience during this period is probably an unrepeatable memory for me." She paused, "After all, who would have thought of it."

"..."

Who could have imagined it.

Indra originally thought it was just a conflict between him and Asura, but in the end it involved so much.

Surprisingly, I found it a little funny.

"You can deal with the matter of the Kingdom of Rain yourself... You should have your own ideas before, so I won't talk about it." He paused, "I don't have any gifts to leave behind. , is there anything you want?"

Uchiha Madara frowned.

"Yes." She said without hesitation, "Tell me about the Sages of the Six Paths."

"that's it?"

"Well, I'm just curious."

Indra pondered for a moment, and told what he knew.

It didn't take long to go back.

The location is where he left - in the mountains not far from Ninzong.

Was it supposed to be running away from home?

He pondered for a moment, unable to remember what he was thinking at that time.

Knowing that the relationship between himself and Asura was provoked by someone secretly, although he still felt that his younger brother was useless and somewhat hated iron, but he did feel that what he did before was a bit funny.

Isn't that the position of an heir?

if--

If Asura can really be better than him, then why not give it to him?

But...if he can't grow to the level of Senju Zhuma, don't blame him for being merciless.

The position of heir has been determined by his father, of course he will not grab it, but he still needs to give a good spur.

You have to train well to be a good heir.

Well, the first step in training is of course to start with being beaten.

Sitting in the room, Ashura, who was still a little uneasy about running away from home in anger at his brother, tickled his nose and sneezed.

He got up and was going to find his father, but he saw his brother who had just walked back halfway.

He froze for a moment, then froze in front of his eyes, ran quickly and waved his hands.

"—Brother!!"

"..."

Indra stopped in his tracks blankly.

This look is too embarrassing.

Asura ran over and looked Indra carefully up and down, and he was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual about him, and he didn't show any angry expression.

"Brother... I thought—"

"Why?"

Ashura shrank his neck.

"I thought my brother was angry with me...I don't know my father would say that..."

——Look at your cowardly appearance.

Indra felt the veins on his forehead start to twitch.

"Ah, yes," he said simply. "Of course I'm mad at you."

"—!!"

"Asura, you have to make it clear that my father didn't choose you as his heir because you are better than me."

"...I know this, my brother is better than me in every aspect—"

"I'm not talking about that."

Indra looked at him quietly, his dark eyes were deep, but there seemed to be nothing.

"Asura, there is a reason for everything. It is because of your difference that my father chose you as his heir," he said, "If you don't even know what you can do... then Don't show up in front of me."

After the words fell, Indra left without looking back.

Asura stood there in a daze, and after a while, he turned his head to look at his elder brother who was walking towards his father's place.

--what does that mean?

"......Father."

When Indra entered the room, he closed the door, and when the click sounded, Otsuki Yuromo, who was sitting cross-legged inside the room, opened his eyes.The eyes of reincarnation have an endless sense of oppression, but under deliberate restraint, it did not produce such an effect.

"Indra."

"Yes, father."

He walked up to him and sat down.

Who will speak first at this time?

Indra thought so.

My father must have thought about his leaving like this—but out of majesty, or because he didn't know how to communicate with him, he didn't speak first.

He is a genius, so he can learn everything and everything very quickly since he was a child.

No matter how difficult the problem is, it will be answered after hard work.

So there is no need to ask the father.

...Father is also hindered by this relationship, and will not take the initiative to ask for warmth.

After all... no matter how you think about it, it's too much, right?

but--

When he was a teenager, Indra would occasionally want his father to pat him on the head and say words of encouragement like when he comforted Asura.

Because it can be done, there is no need.

Both he and his father think so... But in fact, there is a subtle jealousy towards Asura in his heart.

Well...he has to speak first.

He looked at his father with a complicated look in front of him, and took a deep breath.

"—Father, I have something to tell you."

"..."

"About me and Asura."

"If it's a question of heirs..."

"No, it has nothing to do with that."

I just have to say about Heijue's provocation.

But going to the future...he chose to hide it.

This trip is his own, unique memory.

Even if it is not a treasure, it is an existence that is only touched by chance.

He talked about everything about Heijue with a natural expression, and that he killed his subordinates for the sake of his eyes—the Sage of the Six Paths in front of him also looked more and more ugly.

When the story was finally finished, the old man exhaled.

"...I never, ever knew."

"..."

"You're a good boy, but all along..."

All along, he didn't know how to get along with him.

If it weren't for Indra's frankness today, he might not even know about this matter, nor would he know about the existence of Hei Jue, who provoked the relationship between his two sons.

Of course, I will not know about this conspiracy about unlimited monthly reading.

But...how should I put it?

He looked at the elder son who had grown up in front of him, and the next words stuck in his throat.

He's always been so good—

Excellent people always have a common problem - that is arrogance.

And also too impersonal.

The Sages of the Six Paths thought...and because of this, Indra would leave the Ninja School in a fit of anger.

Genius is always like this.

He'd wanted to talk to him, but didn't know where to start.

The two fell into silence. Indra sat there with his back straight. After a while, he took a deep breath and said:

"Father."

"..."

"sorry."

"—"

Sage of the Six Paths was a little taken aback.

"I... am still too superficial, too impulsive and arrogant, that's why I can't see clearly what's going on in front of me." The proud young man lowered his eyelids, something was flowing in his dark eyes, "Being used, and It is my responsibility to make my father worry."

"..."

"Because of my impulsiveness, I was taken advantage of by others, and if I didn't find out in time, it would probably cause great damage, or even—"

Even... Created the fate between Uchiha Madara and Senjuzhu.

It's not that this fate is wrong.

only......

"Obviously... it's just the heir's business."

he whispered.

"Why am I so... capricious."

The two fell into silence again.

The Immortal of Six Paths looked at his child for a while, and finally raised his hand.

"It's really willful." He put his hand on Indra's head, "...you are my child, maybe from the beginning, walking on the "right path" is the responsibility. "

"..."

"But...just because you're my child, it's—good to know you're headstrong at this moment."

"—"

Indra was taken aback.

"You shoulder too much, but I didn't realize it. This is my responsibility."

Sage of the Six Paths said.

"I thought I was really good enough, and Ninja was also developing in a good direction...but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a mess."

"..."

"Everyone makes mistakes," he said, "and so do I."

"..."

"Indra, you and Asura are my...important beings."

"..."

Indra lowered his eyebrows, feeling a little amused...and sour by his father's inarticulate expression.

He blinked his dry eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Well, me too, Father."

The author has something to say:

The same applies to Shinobi and his son as it was used to Zaito and Madara.

【Relationships are the existence they want to cherish but are not sure about】

I had similar thoughts when I saw Boruto and Naruto, Sarana and Sasuke.

Because I didn’t watch Boren tv, so it’s just the movie part.

When I found that the heroes were still suffering from family relationships and things that ordinary people would embarrass, I felt...well, they are still human.

No matter how much suffering you have experienced, or become a powerful or admirable existence, you are still human.