Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30271674-20161128225244/@comment-30271674-20161130005853

In a slight panic, Ieyasu got up from the ground and began to slowly walk off. His walk back into the woods was one long and slow. He winced and tried to put pressure mainly on the wounds that he had on top of his head. Along the way he eventually reclaimed his happuri, not wanting to have to lose it after the damn thing nearly broke in a previous mission of his.

Eventually he found himself back at his own camp, nearly collapsing before beginning to rifle through the few supplies he had before taking out some gauze and bandaging his head. There was struggle with some of his long hair, although most of it had been matted in dry or still-running blood. Afterward, he hunted for just a little bit for a snack on the road before leaving the forest.

Everything else was packed up like it had been before, Ieyasu carrying it all on his back before continuing further through the forest. His time in the forest, he made great personal and general success with the things he did. If he could just continue and improve on what he did in that fight, he could learn to think better in fighting and not only that but generally start being more aware for those around him.

This was just one part of a big plan, a stratagem that had been constantly evolving in Ieyasu's mind. To put his mind to rest, he knew he had to kill one man and perhaps do even worse to: Hirotada Akimichi.