Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25955740-20160417015710/@comment-27375402-20160422204023

The child stood frightened and confused, having landed between the pair that now received a harsh punishment delivered with harsher words, his golden eyes widening at the sight of the furious Hokage, before Ryouta fell upon a knee and his head lowered in a mixture of reverence and fear. The shocking revelation of Kinshi's punishment brought the child to gaze upwards towards the female, turning away in hopes the Hokage hadn't noticed Ryouta's sympathy. As the pair of Jounin were escorted from the square, the child arose to his feet only to arch forward in a bow toward the frightening being before he spoke in as polite a manner a frightened child could muster

"Lord Hokage" the only 2 words before the child retreated toward a nearby rooftop, gripping at his chest whilst panting heavily, shaking his head furiously and swallowing the saliva caught in the midst of his throat. He returns to reality as a gentle tap finds its place atop the boy's lap, eliciting the boy to snap his head toward the individual responsible, only for his eyes to meet with the familiar sight of long brown hair, the child faces back towards the square and after taking a deep breath the child finds himself recomposed and adjusted. Ryouta stands upright now, sliding his hands into their respective pockets of his jacket before shrugging slightly.

"The Hokage handled it. Kinshi was disowned and I don't know what will happen to Keldran. He was really mean, I don't know why he was being so mean." Ryouta said with his teeth buried into his lower lip and his eyes squinting, his thumb brushing along his fingers before turning to face the female accompanying him with a smile.

"How'd it go with the thief? You beat him up?" The child inquired, intending to distract himself from the sight of the terrifying head of Konohagakure. 'If there are people like him out there, I must become stronger' Ryouta had thought to himself, ensuring to train for whatever lay waiting. Whether foe or ally, it was clear then and there that mercy was a vague ideal.