Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24714922-20161224014041/@comment-30269418-20161224150855

Chisa would copy his movements, tearing off a piece of the cinnamon roll daintly and putting it in her mouth with reservation. It would look almost humorous to see, as they were doing the exact same thing but in opposite ways. "My mother has beautiful, deep blue eyes and black hair." She said, glancing at Takahiro's appearance, taking in the 'sights to see'. "She's a handful and quite scary when mad."

She realized that they'd become entangled, but she kept her cool as he seemingly withdrew. Of course, she thought she kept her cool when in reality she was redder than a tomato.

"Oh, I don't deliver swords to people. I simply wanted to see you and had a task to do in the first place."

She'd become way too nonchalant as she realized what she had said. Her face heated up.

"But, nope. I don't really... do anything in my spare time other than study and train."

She tried to continue the conversation without spending too much time on what she had said beforehand.