Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170822224213/@comment-34754862-20170829201536

Hayato Sarutobi



Hayato allowed her to clean her mess up, after all she created it and his clone cleaned the mess in terms of destruction of his property. He watched as she used his sink to cleanse the cloak of blood, he nodded as by this point he would have motioned to sit on his couch and relax. Though he noted everything she said about the individuals who had come chasing her. She said that she could have fought them, but she lacked in those attributes of combat.



Hayato understood as it made him think about the time he trained Michirama. The boy was skilled but needed some form of guidance to get stronger, not look at him, he was more than likely able to give his sensei a run for his money. He continued to listen to her, but didn’t make much of everything. She asked him a few personal questions which caught his attention, but he didn’t give much information to go on about. Though he did give her an answer without a doubt, Hayato had responded '''“I have been through many things, but that doesn’t matter. All I can say is I have lost many important people.”''' His words were stone as the way he mentioned it resembled the fact he wasn’t planning on talking more about this subject.



The concern she showed was truly appreciated, had it been earlier during the time he lost those close to him it would have been more effective to get something out of Hayato. But instead he responded with a minor smirk and said “My heart being closed is not an important subject, sometimes people grow cold over the years.” From there Hayato waited for the reaction Munashi would more than likely give regarding this. He had pretty much turned down her request to find out more about him. It seemed her profiling was failing so she was going to need to try harder than that.



That being said Hayato would take another swig of his bottle of water before sighing as he couldn’t kick his feet up on his table like before. His voice saying “What a nuisance, I can’t get comfortable like before.”  Hayato then stood up and opened his backyard to get a form of air ventilation in his house. He then when walking back grabbed his ash tray and placed it on his lap. From there he would follow and light a cigarette, smoking it while he waited for events to transpire between Munashi and himself.