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Naraku listened to Takahiro as he spoke his suggestion obviously more thought than Naraku’s own. Nodding his head he began to reconfigure his thoughts. Pale fingers drumming against his slack covered thigh. “You’re right, you’re pretty clever.” He spoke with earnest interest in the ideals of his new team mate.

As Shinra spoke Naraku took notice the analytical dissection that this battle hardned Shinobi did and his disinterest in the scenario. “Why don’t we use a triangle formation and slowly push forward until we’ve pushed forward to the horizon of freedom. Though he spoke the conversation dragged beyond this topic as his sensei, Ranta, began to define them by their answer, flustered and embarrassed Naraku listened blushing bright red as he listended to his sensei. While listening to his shinobi leader his mind began to drift.

In delusion the young Naraku imagined himself to be a mighty warrior such as Ranta, he began to drift physically as he put too much weight against the chair causing it to move forward the sound of the legs grinding against the tike making a ghastly sound.



