Chapter 4 Blind Stick

Madara and Izuna worked together to cut the branch to a suitable length - in fact, Madara only let Izuna make two symbolic cuts, and he did the rest himself - and polished it until it was smooth. After confirming that it could barely be considered a usable blind stick, he held the newly-made blind stick in one hand and led Izuna, who looked particularly happy, towards Ling's room with the other hand.

But just as he reached the door of the room, he heard the sound of running from inside. Madara was startled and knocked on the door lightly, "...Brother?"

The sound of running stopped immediately, but the sounds of heavy objects falling and messy items scattering were heard again in the house. Ban was worried and reached out to open the door. What he saw was Ling sitting in a pile of sundries, holding the back of his head and groaning silently, and there was a fallen storage cabinet next to him.

"Brother, what are you..."

Hearing Madara's voice, Ling stood up while rubbing his head. "Nothing, nothing. My injury has healed and I couldn't help but want to exercise. I was originally running on the roof, but when I heard a knock on the door, I got a little anxious. When I came down, I forgot the distance and accidentally stepped on the cabinet. Not being able to see is indeed a big problem, hahaha——!"

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With a long sigh, Madara handed the cane to Izunai, motioning him to wait at the door while he walked into the room. "Brother, if you want to adapt, there is no need to rush... I'll take care of this. You can take Izunai for a walk in the yard first. The weather is good today and your injury is almost healed. Going out for a walk after a long absence can also help you change your mood."

"I'm sorry, Madara, to trouble you again."

"It's okay. We've already finished today's lessons and training." Ban held Ling's arm and led him around the debris on the ground. "It's okay to do the extra exercises later - and cleaning the house won't delay anything."

Izumi, who was standing by, couldn't help but run over with a cane in hand, "Brother! This is for you!"

Ling held the thing that Quannai had stuffed into his hand, and after carefully feeling around, he was a little confused. "…What is this? A branch? No, it looks like it's been polished…a wooden stick?"

"It's a blind stick! Brother Ban and I just made it together. I helped too!"

Ling paused for a moment, then grasped one end of the cane. He reached out with his other hand and gently rubbed the top of Quannai's head. He smiled and said, "Really? Quannai is so thoughtful! Brother needs this right now. Thank you for giving me this... Let's go try it out and see how it works. After all, Brother hasn't tried using this before."

"Well! Then let's go to the yard together--" Izunai smiled and hugged Ling's hand from the other side, "Also, I have also started to learn how to refine chakra. Brother, please help me see if it's right!"

"Okay, my Izuna is so smart that there will definitely be no problem."

Madara watched the two men walk away along the corridor, but he unconsciously clenched his fists. Izunai was too young and perhaps didn't pay much attention, but he clearly saw Ling's unnatural pause just now.

「As expected, Onii-sama still cares a lot……It’s all because of those hateful Senju, otherwise Onii-sama wouldn’t──」

Madara was startled and shook his head vigorously to get rid of the malicious thoughts in his mind. He kept clenching and opening his hands. After a long while, he couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the debris on the ground, "Brother will not vent his anger and hatred because of his own hatred, nor will he blame himself for his own losses... Instead, I have been entangled in this.

Can I really become the heir by successfully defeating my peers like my elder brother did before? I——"

Madara shook his head vigorously again, forcing himself not to think about it anymore. He just stared at the debris on the ground, his expression slowly becoming firm, "Although compared to my brother, I am still far from enough, but as my brother said, all the hardships are just the beginning of training...

My elder brother has done his best for me, and I must do my best... No, I must take on my corresponding responsibilities and never let my elder brother down - at least I must be as good as my elder brother and impress all my peers!"

After saying this, Madara clenched his fists again, and after repeatedly strengthening his conviction in his heart, he began to clean up the house. However, looking at his vigorous aura, it seemed that he was trying too hard.

On the other side, Ling also came to the corridor in the front yard accompanied by Quannai.

This was the first time he left home after recovering from his injuries, and the various sounds coming to his ears made him feel particularly novel.

The most obvious of these is the rhythm brought by the wind.

It brings up low whimpers when it blows across the eaves, it makes sparse hums when it passes through the leaves, and then it brings with it the fresh scent of soil that blows on your face, and finally it quietly brushes across your hair, silently taking away the worries in your heart.

Ling had never experienced such a feeling before he lost his vision. This was also the first time he felt that this dark world showed him a side without any malice.

After a brief moment of shock, Ling laughed softly, "The situation doesn't seem that bad... People really should go out more often."

Izunai looked up at his brother beside him with some confusion. He couldn't quite understand why his brother would smile so gently just because of a breeze.

But he likes his brother's smile now. During the time when his brother returned home to recuperate after the mission, although he was also smiling, he always made him feel like there was something between them. None of those smiles were as heartwarming as this one.

[As expected! My brother is just like the blind swordsman in the story, he is missing a cane. When I become more powerful, I will definitely give my brother a better cane! ]

Ling didn't know that he was secretly labeled by his younger brother, but he was in a good mood. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Didn't Izuna say that he wanted to show me what he had just learned? What did he want to show me?"

"Yes! It's the refinement of chakra! The clan studies teacher said that I'm the one making the most progress!"

"Really? Our Izuna is really amazing~" Ling reached out and rubbed the top of Izuna's head, "Brother will feel it carefully, Izuna, why don't you try to refine the chakra?"

Izuna nodded vigorously, pulled Ling to sit down at the edge of the corridor, closed her eyes, and concentrated on condensing her chakra as her teacher had taught her a few days ago.

Ling put his hand on Izunai's shoulder, carefully feeling the energy flowing in Izunai's body, and after a moment, he chuckled and took his hand away, saying in a gentle voice, "It seems that we have a little genius in our family."