Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170714021318/@comment-24714922-20170714024205

Michirama's bowl of Beef Ramen with extra chilli powder was placed in front of him. One of the things he liked the most about this place was that the bowls were about as big as his head. The smell of the extra chilli was strong enough to waft around the Bar, to those, not a fan of chilli it might cause some watering eyes. As Michirama chowed down, alternating between bouts of burning mouth and chilled water he eventually heard one of the patrons speak up. They seemed loud, cocky and a tad disrespectful. Michirama looked over to see the commotion, his purple, ripple patterned eyes landing on the sight of a raven haired man who, judging by the large sum of money he just paid, had more than enough cash to justify his loudness. He also noted a number of bowls that were already sitting around him, apparently, the guy could eat.

Michirama let out a chuckle, noodles still hanging from his mouth "Looks like you're one of the main reason this place still gets as much business as the other places" Michirama said to the loud and loaded patron. He slurped up the noodles that were hanging from his mouth and took a long swig of water, the redness of his cheeks and mild puffiness around his eyes were clear signs the chilli was getting to the young boy.