It had not been very long since Indou had found his resolve to become a shinobi, and in an even smaller amount of time he had found two ancestors and a sensei who would help forge his weak body into one that would be able to walk the very tough path infront of him, and with the revelations from his group trainings Indou knew one thing, he was emotionally and mentally lacking he had failed Kuro sennin when he was placed in a group setting instead of sticking to the goal at hand he fell prey to childish behaviors some of which, especially with his chakra control lacking, could have ended in serious injury for his supposed team mate and not only then but his outburst of rage which had nearly killed him when he was studying and learning about the fate of his grandfather Indou felt himself slipping and so far the only person he trusted to help him with this was Kuro sennin.
Of course he respected Tsukira and Gesshoku but they had been nurturing their own grudges for centuries even the impressionable Indou could tell that he wanted... no he would avenge their plights but he knew that he musn't fall victim to their collective rage or he could risk losing everything that he held dear.
These thoughts weighed heavy on the youths head as he stepped forward into the main training room and sat seemingly in meditation awaiting Kuro sennin's arrival.
Of course he respected Tsukira and Gesshoku but they had been nurturing their own grudges for centuries even the impressionable Indou could tell that he wanted... no he would avenge their plights but he knew that he musn't fall victim to their collective rage or he could risk losing everything that he held dear.
These thoughts weighed heavy on the youths head as he stepped forward into the main training room and sat seemingly in meditation awaiting Kuro sennin's arrival.