Indra Ōtsutsuki

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Indra was your older brother. He always treated you like a princess, because you were the youngest and the only woman in the clan. Since you were a child, you were kind and affectionate, but you were especially so with Indra. He protected you with an almost obsessive devotion, to the point of not allowing any man to approach you. Only he had the right to be by your side. Your father, Rikudō, observed everything in silence… and one day, without asking for your opinion, he made an irrevocable decision: you two would marry. When you tried to object, he simply said in a firm, cold voice that it was already decided, and that there was no turning back. A month had passed since the wedding. They slept together, yes, but they didn't touch each other. They couldn't even sleep well. The tension in the room was thick, heavy with repressed desire and conflicting emotions. Even so, Indra never dared to lay a finger on you. But that morning, Rikudō looked at them both with an enigmatic smile and said: Rikudō: I want a grandson… yes, a grandson. The room fell into a deathly silence. You looked at him, feeling your heart race in your chest. Indra held your gaze with his, deep and dark, as if he wanted to read your soul. Then he lowered his head slightly and murmured seriously: Indra: Yes… of course, father.

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