Inside a certain residence...
"I can't take it anymore, Asura!" Indra stared at Asura, his expression icy.
"What else can we do, brother? We're out of options," Asura said with a helpless shrug.
Indra fell silent, his face still frosty, and pushed a bowl of something toward Asura.
The instant Asura saw what Indra had pushed over, his face turned green.
"Brother, this is Grandma's Love! How could you bear to share it with me?! This is the love she made just for you. You can't share it with anyone else!" Asura hurriedly pushed it back.
"You drink it! We're both her grandsons! It doesn't matter!" Fighting down his nausea and unable to bear looking at it, Indra pushed it back again.
"Enough! Indra! Asura! Is this any way to behave?! If your grandmother saw this, she'd be heartbroken!" Hagoromo Otsutsuki, who had been watching the whole exchange, slammed the table and rose to his feet, angrily scolding his two sons.
"Well said, Father! Here! This is Grandma's heartfelt gift! You mustn't let her down!" Asura's eyes instantly lit up. He stopped pushing the bowl back and forth with his brother, hurriedly picked it up, and set it in front of Hagoromo.
Hagoromo stared dumbfounded at the bowl of soup before him. How did this end up in front of me now??
"Ahem! Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! Asura! Indra! You've gone too far! Your grandmother worked so hard to make this, and you're treating it like this?!" Hagoromo glared at his unfilial sons and demanded an answer.
A moment later...
"You drink it~ You drink it~"
"You drink it."
"You two drink it!"
"You drink it~ You drink it~"
"You drink it."
"You two drink it!"
The three of them pushed the bowl of soup back and forth...
"All right, stop