Traveling with Indra

Chapter 107 Four people meet

Sasuke saw Ashura cleaning the house and actively went over to help. The house had just been rented and there were still many places that had not been cleaned. He was sweating profusely as he poured buckets of black water into the toilet.

There was a fragrance wafting from the kitchen. Sasuke felt a vague gaze falling on him. He looked up and saw Mingluo's inquiring eyes. He looked away and continued to clean up with a rag.

[Are you observing me?]

"Sasuke, it's time to eat."

"Yes."

He cleaned himself up and ate with everyone, unknowingly finishing two bowls of rice. When he lay in bed, he felt incredible. His physical condition was much better, and he no longer had acid reflux.

Sasuke covered his red face with a blanket, only revealing his eyes to secretly look at Ashura on the lower bunk and Indra on the opposite bunk. He thought he was relaxed because he felt relieved, and didn't think about the symptoms and sequelae at all.

[Am I…so afraid of being alone?] Sasuke shook his head, closed his eyes and went to bed early. He had to attend cultural classes and practice tomorrow. If he couldn't keep up physically, his evaluation in Indra's eyes would be lowered.

"Asura, go to a few more convenience stores tomorrow and record what they sell."

Ashura took the classified list and thought about how to avoid being discovered. "Okay."

Seeing Indra leaving with a stack of documents, Sasuke asked quietly why Indra didn't rest at night. "Does he still have work?"

"Work is an excuse." Asura thought angrily that his brother wanted to be close to Mingluo.

"Reject little Uchiha." Kurama raised his paw and shouted beside him.

Seeing the boy's confused face, Yulu jumped onto the upper bunk and said calmly, "Ignore those two idiots."

Sasuke nodded and asked his soul, "Are they really brothers?"

"I am!" Asura was so shocked by the questioning that his heart was broken. How could his brother not be his biological brother?

Another trip: ...

Nine Lamas:…

—Mingluo's Room—

After planning the preparations for opening the store, the two of them leaned back on the lounge chairs and looked up at the starry sky. The night in the city was even more noisy, and the stars and the moon were not bright enough, lacking the feeling of being able to touch the Milky Way on the sea.

Indra stroked Mingluo's cheek. She was very passive when facing Sasuke. "You don't like Sasuke to stay?"

Ming Luo looked at the clear Sharingan, caressed his face, brushed his trembling eyelids with her thumb, and gently kissed the corner of his lips. "I... don't want to hurt him, and I don't know how to contact him."

Seeing him... is like seeing myself.

Suddenly losing my family, the world collapsed overnight, and everyone I faced seemed to have a different look than before. The malice that never existed before would come and attack the weak me. The feeling of powerlessness left in the world always makes people imagine that the cruel reality is just a nightmare.

Indra didn't expect this to be the reason. He didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he just held her in his arms and stroked her fur. He had long discovered that Mingluo liked the feeling of being hugged, and she would be very happy every time she stayed in his arms.

Feeling Wuyan's heartache, Mingluo hid away embarrassedly. "Hehe~ It's okay, I'm super fierce."

Indra glanced at Mingluo, pinched his chin and shook it, asking her to stop using words to evade him: "You don't like to show your edge, unless you are pushed into a corner."

Ming Luo's eyes widened slightly and she buried her head in his neck and rubbed it wildly. Did this man have to be so direct?

"Mingluo... don't you trust me?"

"No."

Indra put his hand on her waist and started tickling her. "Say it or not~"

"Hahaha~ Where did you learn that... Hahaha... Ah!" Mingluo rolled over with laughter. How did Indra learn such bad things?

"You tricked me into wearing women's clothes on Fishman Island, but you were caught, so you used this trick to try to make me submit."

“Hahahaha~ Ahahaha… You’re not wearing any.”

"Then you hold on." Indra sneered, let's see who can outlast the other.

"No, wuwu...hahaha...I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Ming Luo laughed until tears came out. It seemed that she had to be more restrained next time she messed with Indra, so as to avoid being hit by boomerangs.

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Night is the paradise of mafia. Oda Sakunosuke wandered around the streets and talked to familiar bosses. Soon he found several stores and contacted them one by one to see if he could take a look.

"Okay, okay, see you tomorrow." Oda Sakunosuke had just hung up the phone when he heard it barking again. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Dazai calling.

"Odasaku, why didn't you come to the bar today?" The man over there spoke in a boyish voice, lazy and cheerful.

Dazai Osamu, the youngest cadre of Mafia, a suicidal maniac who looks very optimistic, is his best friend.

Oda Sakunosuke checked the time and apologized softly, saying that he was delayed by looking for a shop. "I'll be there right away."

"I'm waiting for you!" Dazai Osamu said happily, and the call was hung up in seconds. He listened to the beeping sound of the phone and sighed: Oh, Odasaku is too anxious.

"I just find you annoying." Ango Sakaguchi next to him complained calmly. This guy is super troublesome.

"That's too much, Ango." Dazai Osamu was also wearing bandages today. He always had bandages on him, and sometimes he would hide some interesting things underneath, such as time bombs, steel plates, etc.

Sakaguchi Ango is now the most capable intelligence officer of the Mafia. The information in his head is worth a fortune, and countless people want to torture him to get information about the Mafia.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the three of them reunited. Dazai happily talked about what happened today. He met a man with red eyes and tadpoles in them.

"Hahaha~ Guess what superpower it is?"

"We'll know when he makes a move next time." Oda Sakunosuke's voice was flat, as if he didn't take it to heart at all.

"The special ability of the eyes?" Sakaguchi Ango was more concerned: It should be related to eyesight, right?

Ring ring ring!

Oda Sakunosuke picked up the phone. It was the landlord calling, making an appointment to view the house the day after tomorrow.

Dazai Osamu's eyes sparkled, like a child who had found a new toy: "Does Odasaku want to rent a house?"

"No, I received a business order today and asked me to help find a store."

"Why don't you find an agent?" Sakaguchi Ango was speechless. Oda was a member of the Mafia after all.

"Hahaha, Ango, you don't understand this! This is Yokohama." Dazai thought this man was very smart. Who knows the local area better than the local boss? The agent is just an ordinary person. "What's the matter, Odasaku?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly felt... that I might have a talent for being a broker." Odasaku thought about it and realized that he really knew a lot of people, and there was not a single street in Yokohama that he didn't know.

If he encounters such a situation in the future, he might be able to take the initiative to take on the job and earn a little more money.

“Hahahaha!” Dazai couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Is Odasaku going to change his career?

Sakaguchi Ango's glasses reflected that he had always known Oda's information. If he could really leave the mafia, perhaps being a broker would be a good option.

It’s just that… it’s not that easy to escape from the mafia.