Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20161221061027/@comment-30269418-20161221065512

She was a little shocked. Did this girl... not understand that she didn't mean to save her? Maybe not... but still, even the naive had their uses. Nura Yamanaka. She seemed to resemble a deer, which almost made Chisa crack a smile. Almost.

And then she began to spout something about being the greatest kunoichi one day. What would Chisa be doing one day, she wondered. She shrugged it off; her life was fine like this. She didn't need to think of the future since it wasn't happening anytime soon; she'd focus on her studies and duties as a shinobi, much to her grandmother's distaste.

"Being the best Kunoichi isn't a cake walk." She stated, a little salty. For her, who'd had to work hard to even be able to do Taijutsu, a person who says something like that easily was annoying. She thought this girl took her abilities for granted, not having worked for them. Chisa had once punched a tree until her fists bled for her abilities alone.

She'd allow this commoner to walk beside her, although it didn't seem like they'd recognized her. It's funny, because her face was on posters and ads and hell, in the newspaper all the time. Always another interview commanded for the Setsuna Corporation. What next? What line of weapons do they plan on building? Simplistic, worthless questions that halted production. She shook her head at the loudness of this other shinobi; too loud. Too annoying. Didn't she know how to speak like a lady should?