“All I ask is that they keep it away from me. I hate it. It’s annoying. It makes zero sense.”

“It’s got nothing to do with wearing it to the ground per se. It’s just cringy. Plain and simple. I hate it.”

The next person that says 6 7 to me, that number will be the number of hits you’ll take from me.

Shut up with that nonsense.

“The last mission my director sent me on. I can explain it. But these..creatures..they’re haunting in the night. I haven’t been able to sleep for 3 days because of them. I’ve had to stay up fighting them off and keeping my guard up…”

“Oh..it’s you..”

His hands slipped into his pockets. His eyes staring into the sky.

“Sorry. I’ve been a little on edge lately. It isn’t anything you did..”

Turning around. Throwing a shuriken at the {READER} who’d just so happen to be behind him.

Holy shit. . .

His anger…

…just like mine when I became a chunin…

[He’s watching from a safe distance.]

“Looks like my training with Victoria paid off.”

“I’m ready for anyone on fight Friday.”

I have. We got enough on our plate, I don’t want conflict with my own teammates.

Ying go back to your paranoid protective measures of your wife why don’t you? You aren’t helping.

Leaving her be for the sake of avoiding conflict.

“Uuh i am. I’m just as close to Sora. And I was welcome into the faction far before this ordeal even began. If you wanna fight on your own so be it.”

Shrugs.

“But I don’t think I have to prove I’m apart of Unmei. Anyways. Best of luck to you regardless.”

With that, he respects her wishes.

" Perhaps I can be of assistance with my water prison jutsu. I trap em in a water prison and you freeze em dead. "

You’re known as a traitor. I don’t think anyone cares for your expectations..

[He scoffs.]

Actions have consequences. But that’s enough from me.

Tootles.

[He leaves behind a trail of wind and leaves. Leaving one hand sign.]

Did you not think your actions wouldn’t spread amongst Unmei. I’m not sure what else you’d expect. Anyways, I said all I needed to.

Do what you will.

I’m just a ninja observing from the shadows.

We haven’t met before have we? I am Shenrah Yagarashi. A shinobi from the hidden cloud village.

And one of Sora’s closest allies.

Word of advice, quit while you’re ahead.

You’re only digging your hole deeper.

“Who else wants some? I’m talking challengers 24/7?”

Okay, in my defense, the fact that I hit her so hard means I took her seriously as an opponent. She did tell me not to underestimate her after all.

“Sorry…I wouldn’t have kicked her so hard if I had known how..how weak the girl was…”

“ Now that’s more like it. Fights are so much more fun when it’s straight martial arts and nothing else. . . “

“M-Marina..”

“I said you could do that in private spaces! Cut it out—“

What? It’s a friendly fade. No different from his and Marina’s sparring session.

…..

Ya know what? Fuck it we ball. Let’s box, Sora. Fight Friday is tomorrow anyways.

“See I’m not like these god like characters who need hax to get the job done. Anyone who steps to me, godlike or not can still catch these hands.”

“ I keep telling people I can box. They don’t listen. I think I’m gonna be participating in this Fight Friday next time. “

I guess I can join. Gives me a chance to work on my grappling skills.

His foot made contact with the other’s fist.

“You’re good. That was more or less a test of your reflexes.”

Casually kicks the shit out of the [READER].

" He’ll be fine. "

" Just some ice on it and he’ll walk it off. I think. . . "