Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161221054911/@comment-26021384-20161222011408

Shinra took some of his beef off the grill and started eating it while Ranta and Takhiro spoke, Nura putting forth some input into the conversation as well. His two old teammates commenting on hsi nickname while he slouched over and gripped his chopsticks with a grin on his face but his brows furrowed down. "Yeah--yeah, I understand. It's good to be known to an extent, but there's a limit." He returned to eating his food, trying to not think about his new nickname.

He sighed and poured himself some tea, picking up the cup without a handle and brought it to his mouth to drink from. "A puppet made out of bone sounds a lot more durable than the already resilient wood you use Captain. I've been reinventing your Black Ant and Crow puppets with mixed results, they may wind up being amalgamated together.  Your Salamander is in perfect condition however." He commented on the repairs he had taken upon himself to make during the time their sensei was in the hospital.

"Outside of being a shinobi, I have a hobby of tending to a zen garden which grows a little bit each time I use it.  It can be found in the back of my home on my family's plot of land." He looked to Takahiro, holding a pice of beef with his chopsticks, "Sounds good that the tigers are doing well."