Board Thread:Hidden Leaf Village/@comment-24937485-20191209230808/@comment-24937485-20191210160454

Zhiro’s train of thought was broken by the sudden arrival of a familiar presence. The solemn youth turned around to catch sight of one of the brightest, if not the brightest, smile in the Hidden Leaf. It was beyond impressive to see the youth in such positive spirits. A true testament to the spirit of the Child of Hope.

Zhiro nodded in greeting “Yo Tarou!!!” and then once more in response to Tarou’s question. It was then that a light rain began to drizzle over the training grounds. “I am too weak.”. There was a sadness to the way Zhiro spoke these words. It was clear that the teenager carried some regrets and worry, more than even his pride could muster bearing. Luckily, Tarou was quick to take Zhiro’s attention as he revealed the spear to be in pristine state. Zhiro ran a finger across the bamboo shaft and took a closer look with a furrowed brow. “Hanegaya must be honored.”.

But perhaps Zhiro’s words had fallen on deaf ears as Tarou’s mind seemed to be elsewhere for the moment. In response, Zhiro sat down cross legged and laid his weapon in his lap while waiting for Tarou to finish thinking about whatever he was thinking of. Before asking. “What are you planning on training?” as he pointed at the spear as if to ask if it had anything to do with the weapon. Zhiro smirked. “You’re not skipping any classes right?”. He then held out a fist to Tarou, and would bump that of his friend if he’d do the same.