𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 | Ōtsutsuki Indra

Chapter 76 // Family

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"Where in the hell did I put it?"

Indra had gathered all their scattered clothes to be taken up stairs, so he can find the note General Souta had given him. He's having hard trouble where misplaced it from somewhere in the new cabin.

"Did I leave at my old room? No, I couldn't have." He murmurs to himself as he checks inside the books' pages he had taken to his personal study office. The structure shook a little because a blizzard started first thing in the morning when the sun rose up.
His appearance is plain black slacks, and a black robe that he didn't even bother tying it together. Indra wore no shirt while he strolls around his new settled place, which he believed it's about time to get accustomed to be responsible on his own and stop relying on his father.

Although this building is where his grandmother stayed in and part of the home's estate, it is a probably a good start. The prodigy remembered being told from a young child about his grandfather, the emperor of So No Kuni went off to war and she was sent here to be protected. He wonders what exactly happened here since it is told Emperor Tenji dispatched his army to go after Kaguya's head for the 'sins' or 'crimes' she has committed.

"There it is." He closes his desk's drawers and unfolds the small piece of paper to read:

If you want to talk about the future of our countries, please meet me at the border where our access of water connects our lands. I'll be waiting.

"What an incredible vague direction, General"

We have many rivers at the border.

Indra exasperatedly sighed for getting his hopes up too high, then cleans up the mess he has created to find that stupid note. He basically wants to be found and doesn't plan to make it easy.
Maybe it is for a good reason?

It is getting more colder as the winds hallows all the possible openings to pass right through. He weaves signs to create a small barrier around the building so it won't shake as much. He lit up all the candles and throws more wood in the fire pit, so the flame can warm up the place. His hands clap to together to brush off all the dirt including the little splinters. Indra gets more blanket from the closet to up stairs where Aya is still sleeping.

Her sleeping naked form showed exhaustion and gratification from what had ended couple hours ago. Tint of that cute rosy blush on her cheeks, where her long eyelashes almost touch, expresses the fulfillment she has been desiring for so long. And that small smile washes away all the stress she's coping with and her nightmares as well.

Beautiful lithe back is exposed due to her bottom physique being tangled in the duvets just as she resting with her front on the futon bed; her attractive features is cutely snuggled against the pillow that's almost close to her bare breasts — one of her hands are underneath it and the other hugging it; and her smooth tender leg is only limb that's free.
And that chocolate hair is sprawled on top of her flawless olive skin and most parts on the sheets.

Ayana, herself, and her wondrous body — her position — is very the definition of what it is like to be deflowered.

He didn't go easy on her as he continue to linger at the purple bruises on certain parts of her flesh has kissed, sucked and bitten. The way she is breathing so calmly makes him feel at peace with himself too from all the responsibility he is bringing upon for what's best for his family, his people and his country. Indra is doing what has to be done in order to get the power he desperately needs — to evolve and surpass his powerful father that the black bod claims he is.