Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161221203824/@comment-30271674-20161223052846

"How foolish and naive of me, my innocent childhood now gone. I see who the mole is now, this Kyo isn't the real Kyo!"

Riku struck out his hand, pointing straight towards Kyo; a bitter expression on his face despite Reo's compliments regarding that gasp he made.

"The real Kyo was probably caught, or worse yet, killed by the wolf and this imposter took the opportunity to take upon her wonderful and cool looks to taunt us in the face of our loss. Stand your ground, interloper, and face the wrath of Riku Senju! King of Shinobi! Also my uncle is Hokage!"

The dense, young man readied his axe and threw it. Whether or not Kyo choose to move or not it wouldn't matter. Because of the way he threw it, it took off like a boomerang swerving around her head and returning back to Riku ready to punish him for somehow managing to break the laws of physics in his very first team meeting. Its pommel slammed into the side of his head, he flew to the side rolling while Reo went swooning at the old lady from before. While he lay on the ground, convulsing and writhing on the ground as if in pain of hearing "Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning" or something of the like.

Upon hearing the explanation for what 57 most likely did stand for, Riku quelled his movement and picked himself from the ground before pocketing his axe.

"Hm, maybe that old lady is right. I never stopped to wonder," Riku grew increasingly perplexed before turning to Kyo, "I still have my suspicions."

Riku turned to the hill and began to walk off towards it, pointing straight ahead like a commander signaling his troops to charge into war. He didn't take note of the mention of the place being haunted, Riku still holding to be brave as they went along.

Upon arriving to the area, Riku didn't really think much on the wooden poles and how gloomy it was. What did bum him a little however was seeing the place trashed, Riku wasn't a fan of this at all. He held an extreme pride regarding this village, it was built upon the might of his grandad and carried on by his uncle. To see even one place like this neglected so harshly, it stirred something foul for the boy.

"Damn that's really not cool," Riku sighed aloud before turning to Kyo, "Prove your loyalty by searching through that mountain of garbage. I'll help too, I'm just going to check around first."

Truthfully, Riku was just lazy and didn't want to bother with moving trash around just yet. Moving on from this, he took notice of the old well and slowly walked up to it checking it out. He looked at the old cobwebs of the well, avoiding them as he peered below taking notice of the red shine of another balloon. Riku immediately connected that this must've been another secret note. He wondered if he could climb down, but as he patted the well's wall with his hand he felt it covered in some slimy and stomach-chilling substance. He immediately brought it up and shook it off, howling aloud "Eww!" before getting it all off and calming down a little.

Pondering on what to do, he thought on one of the few jutsu he had learned before joining this squad before bending over and looking down. He quickly weaved two seals, Ram and Tiger in the respective sequence. He pursed his lips, a thick substance beginning to fall from his mouth like a huge loogie.It reached further down below as it landed on the balloon. If all went well, the balloon would quickly be covered by the thick substance. Once the balloon was covered Riku wouldn't let the viscous water go down any further before whipping his head back along with his body. Even if the sudden action popped the balloon, its contents would be safely contained in the Starch Syrup jutsu being used.

Throwing it back out, the coil of syrup landed nearby and Riku cancelled the jutsu causing the water to return to its normal state and wetting the ground. Riku picked up the popped balloon and looked inside to see its contents. He used his free hand while seeing if it had anything like the other balloon did, giving a thumbs up and striking up that cheeky smile of his. Riku was still a little jaded from the sight of all this, but truthfully he was just a regular kid and things like this didn't really affect that innate naivete that someone his age held to simply forget or not realize what really did cause them to feel the way they did.