Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170811020943/@comment-28929139-20170812073708

Mrs. Sakurada was clearly prostrate with distress over her own situation and a touch disconcerted at the fact that she would have to tell her story to such a young boy. However, the fact that he was insightful enough to see the conflict of it in her eyes and actually explain himself a bit put her slightly more at ease. "I see. Well, thank you, young man."

The older woman would give him a slow once over to study his yellow hair and purple eyes, finding something peculiarly safe about him, as if she could trust him a bit. So when he asked if he could ask her some questions, she nodded. "Of course..."

His first question caused her to sit up slightly straighter while she stared slightly upward to think. "Well I suppose that he has been acting a little...tense. More than usual I would say. He's been a little irritable and quite mouthy lately, but I thought nothing of it. He's always a bit testy when he comes home.."

Michirama's second question was soon followed up without thought, "He works as an accountant for a tea house owned by the Sagaras." But she went pensively quiet again to think about the third. "I don't think so... He's a very private man. Hardly goes out and only really associates with his coworkers. He once complained about the owner of the tea house not raising his pay high enough and has since had a sour attitude toward her."

When it seemed like Michirama had gathered some information and he declared that he would be looking into things, she smiled solemly. "Thank you, young man. I shall be awaiting your feedback on what you find. Our children are even now starting to worry." As he walked her to the door, she bowed back and then took her leave.

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The Sagara-Shimizu Ocha-okiya was near the rear of the village that had several dragon roofed buildings that were landscaped over and around a large pond with bridges that lead to the entrances. Tiatsu's gambling den would be to his immediate left, the okiya near the center, the showgirl's parlor toward the right, and the largest of the buildings being the main teahouse itself. Since it was early morning, it was moderately bustling with the breakfast crowd. However, he wouldn't have to wait, as soon he was greeted by a young woman with ice blue hair in a yellow kimono. "Good morning, sir, how may we serve you today?"