Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160314230351/@comment-27375402-20160315223214

The blonde Genin felt at ease despite the close vicinity with his opponent, it felt comforting to sit beside a defeated enemy and despite the evident victory, the child seemed to have been lectured more than he’d liked to, it filled him with a sense of disapproval as both his peer and the Jounin were in agreement that his celebration was premature. Ryouta hung his head whilst his lower lip jutted out into a pout before stepping back away from the downed shinobi, kicking at an idle pebble in a childish defiant manner.

‘It’s not like I was going to shake his hand’ the child thought to himself whilst looking back up to see the blonde Namikaze Jounin, who had naught to offer but a comment in agreement to the Genin’s words of how he was too close and the female Jounin merely nodded in agreement. The boy grips at his shirt around the area of his chest whilst his shroud disappeared and bit down on his lip to avoid yelling at the shinobi ‘less he get himself in trouble.

The moment he heard the orders, he sought to defy them out of the mere childish rage he held towards them all “No. I’m not going.” the boy had said before turning away and dashing off towards the location of his home rather than heading towards the medical wing, whilst dashing away he’d turn back to stick his tongue out towards both kunoichi.