Participants

• Ace

• Genji Hatake

• Teichō Naginata

Synopsis

Two days ago, you all received a letter from the Administration Board that handled all missions and related matter for shinobi in Yugakure. The letter reads like so.

"To all parties intended,

You are to report at exactly 10:00 A.M to Kenshōbi Springs. Your job is to follow the manager, Kyushu, and act as his bodyguards. You are expected to answer his every beck and call, and to be on your top behavior. If you fail to meet Kyushu's expectations, then you will not be rewarded for your efforts even if you have technically completed the mission without failure ..."

The letter went on from some length, and included signatures from multiple people that were likely intertwined with the process of delivering messages. All of you knew exactly where and what Kenshōbi Springs was. It was one of the most popular spas and inns within Yugakure, and Kyushu wasn't even the manager of the place. He was the owner, and he owned a substantial amount of properties that specialized in spa treatments and hotels. So at the least, his name would ring a bell for one of them. On the day of the mission, you would all gather before the Springs. Any attempt to get in would prove fruitless as the front doors had been locked. You couldn't see within, but the explanation was that the Springs were under renovation to make it even higher-end than it already was. It looked like there was nothing to do but wait for now. How did you guys get to the Springs? Would you even attempt talking to one another, or maybe try figuring a way in before anyone arrived? There was much to do, but so little time, such is the life of a shinobi!

Even as the day was reaching its nearest point of midway, a simple Genin was exploring the village of Yugakure as he usually did. The sun was still high however, it was soon to set for any and all that would notice. Roughly around five in the three in the afternoon, the shops were hustling the tourists and village folk alike. With nothing next to more nothing happening on this day, most people would be out on such a gorgeous day either way. The residents of Yugakure would be doing their daily routine. Walking by a few shops, the Genin mentioned before would only window shop before hopping out of the attractions he grew up around. Unlike the newcomers to the village, he was able to pull himself away easier. Ken'ichi Inuzuka was his name as the same toothy smile as he always had would be burning upon his face just as the sky were lit ablaze by the rays of the sun, bringing new life in the purest form of beauty.

Yori barked from the boy's shoulder as he chuckled and looked over to him "Yeah, we are going somewhere!" Pointing ahead, he said gently "We're gonna go train!" That was the plan at least unless something took his attention away. Continuing his stride, he was in the heart of the village, greeting passerbys with "Heyo!" and "Hiya!" Most of the times he would receive one back but even with some, they just paid him no mind. Ken though wasn't truthfully wanting to train to the fullest, he wanted to find more friends above all else since he didn't have many whatsoever. He figured it was time to finally make some but if that plan didn't go through to his intention, Ken would simply train. Yori knew this but just didn't say anything, just gave him soft, tiny licks on his face and kept the bright spirit of the Inuzuka going while Ken greeted everyone. He wore his village band around his right thigh, showing off his Genin status, one that he completed not too long ago and his pride. If one were to notice though, the boy wore no shoes at all, just bandages around the middle of his feet and ankles. 

Putting his arms up in a big stretch, he lightly yawned and kept walking along, hoping he'd find some of the shinobi of Yugakure in general! Either way, he'd just want to chat around.

Mission Details:

Rank - D

The local retired animal sanctuary is looking for volunteers to guard the pastures overnight as they have been sightings of hostile wildlife in the vicinity that wish to inflict harm and possibly turn the harmless animals into their next meal. The sanctuary is a good 5 miles out from the village itself and will require on foot travel. A map will be provided. They are to reach the sanctuary by dusk and guard it until sunrise. If all is done well and not an animal is hurt then a shinobi voucher will be rewarded.

Setting: Begins at the front exit gates of Yugakure and then follows a stone pathway that overlooks a river until eventually turning into a tightly compacted forest landscape then a break in the tree's means you arrived to the Sanctuary if you follow the map correctly.

[It will take 5 posts per RP'er to reach the sanctuary on foot. Good luck!]

Mission Details:

Rank - C

Setting: In Yugakure

Participants: Kiga Takeda, Ken'ichi Inuzuka, Teicho Naginata

As apart of one of the many traditional happenings in a village as welcoming and peaceful as Yugakure. These three young genin were selected at random and informed two days in advance that this was going to be in their schedule. The village was hosting a feast to celebrate a successful harvest for this passed year, it wasn't a massive event on the scale of what some other villages were capable of but everyone would be attending in some capacity throughout the evening. So, they were conscripted to help with food prep, serving said food, and then cleaning up at the end of the night. The shift would be from Dusk until Twilight (6 pm - 12 am). If they could make it through without making a mountain of mistakes they would be rewarded with a free voucher for shinobi lessons in the future.

It is now only 30 minutes until their shift begins. Lets see if Yugakure's best and brightest are up for the challenge of servtitude!

Mission Details:

Rank - D

Setting: In Yugakure

A Mission scroll would be delivered to the RoseThorn at around 7 PM the night previous. Once you awake the following day, your father leaves this scroll in your room attached with a small note, "Do this as soon as you can - DAD" on it. Once you unravel the scroll and begin to read it, it would say. "A local merchant has reported a consecutive loss of good over a 2 month period and after many attempts to find out the cause, he comes to the noble protectors for an answer to his issues. He asks that it be done non-violently and solved very soon or else he will be in debt. The operation will span 3 days, 2 days of monitoring his shop and on the 3rd finally acting. His shop is known for selling mostly food items to the general public. It sat right in the middle of the shopping strip.

It was bright, the sun shining, and the 1st day had already begun. Now it was time to show what the next generation of RoseThorn were capable of!

Shooting up from his bed with a gasp Itake would grab at his chest, right where his heart was. Making sure it was still beating in his chest after such a scary dream.. He was working in the library like usual, it was a normal day… And then everything came crashing down.. Itake had slipped and tipped the shelf off of it’s balance, and then it came crashing down on top of him, books were everywhere. Pages torn from the spines of some and others bent in terrible ways. How would Itake ever be able to run a book club if he’d actually destroyed that many books? It was a terrifying thought but thankfully it was nothing more than a bad dream.

Rousing from the bed now Itake would kick the blankets off sloppily before swinging his legs over the side of his bed and pushing himself off. Landing on his feet he’d stretch out still in his pajamas, reaching his arms above his head grabbing at the wrist and bending backwards to stretch his back out entirely before heading to the bedroom door and swinging it open, today in particular was supposed to be special because it was family day! It happened every Saturday, the family got together. Cleaned the library then went out for some fun activities to do together. Of course Itake was always the first out of bed being the youngest he had the most energy of anybody in the house. 

Making his way to the parent’s bedroom where they slept now he’d giggle before swinging the door open and yelling, running up to the bed and jumping into it knowing this would get them up on time for once. They always had a tendency to be a little bit late to rouse from the bed, Itake always wondered why that was. Yelling now he’d say; “COME ON MOM, DAD. IT’S FAMILY DAY YOU CAN’T BE LATE THIS TIME.”

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Listen & Read

|KF| - The two long lost brothers had shared a tender moment that was a decade and a half over-due. It was an understatement to say that both of them had poured all of what remained of their deep trodden emotions into that singular moment. Holding it there for a good few minutes, holding onto him like the world depended on it, he eventually released his grip and finally stood back up. His stature and posturing over him, showing how much his once kid brother had grown into a fine man. One that he hoped his late father Godric would be proud. All of the onlookers couldn’t help but cheer and begin to cheer the moniker “Long live Ousatsu the undying!”

As the all cheered Keldran couldn’t help but look around as he wiped the remaining tears from his face and began to smile incredibly wide and brightly. So much so that it could be heralded as contagious. Though as his eyes cut through the crowd, he noticed a child in the midst of it all with a Konoha-headband. A Genin who seemed to have had his heart tore into smolders of what it used to be. Looking down to O and then back to the child it was somewhat clicking in his head so finally with his deep and smooth voice he spoke. “Come brother, we have much to discuss. Bring the Genin as well.” He turned his back and as he began to walk away towards the direction of his illustrious castle the kimono he wears flowed beautifully against the wind, the Fuma symbol striking out in a great black color, along with ‘Lord 1^st of the steel’ ordained above it.

Once they followed it’d be a brisk 15-minute walk to his humble abode. A literal castle that had the symbol of his late father ingrained in both sides of the entrance gates. The Godhand symbols to be exact.

Once they had entered the inner-sanctum courtyard he’d turn back to them both. Specifically looking back and down at the kid with a fatherly composure. Somewhat squatting so he could look him more directly in the eye he said simply. “Give me and my brother sometime to talk if you wouldn’t mind. Feel free to explore the sanctum. Though if you see guards, those are restricted areas. Otherwise help yourself to food and whatever my kitchen staff has on hand. We will both come find you once we are finished.” Standing back up he crooked his neck as a gesture to his brother as he pushed open the incredibly heavy black steel doors that lead into the ‘home’ portion.

Moving towards a private study, there stood a two-sided window where the two could see outside into the village but others looking from the outside couldn’t see anything. He offered his brother a seat after he sat himself and then smiled whilst looking at him. “To think I’d be blessed by seeing you again. I guess life hasn’t abandoned me fully after all.” Though as he turned to look outside his face quickly sharpened as he became noticeably more serious. “I know who killed you, well. Technically put you into a long slumber. I have made peace with it thanks to his involvement in the wars that came after your disappearance. I wanted to kill him and I could still if I wanted to but now that you are here, I’ll leave that decision in your lap under some other conditions.” He’d stop talking for now and let O respond, this conversation would be the beginning or the end of new pastures for the two brothers. How would it turn out? - |KF|

Summary: unfortunately there was a leak inside the library which holds all IDs and Security license to all citizens within Konoha your mission is to clean the Library and deliver the new IDS to all high officials within the village.

Rank: C

LOCATION: Konoha library

Magi ran through the streets looking for something she needed. A fight. She looked for the strongest looking person. Someone who she could use to prove that she was strong. To her team and herself. She ran and ran starting to feel like she would find never find a good fight. Then she saw him.a man with a scar on his face. She ran up to him as fast as she could. He was strong this is one thing he could tell about him. He was the one she was looking for. And she knew how to get his attention. as he was walking she got his attention and unsheathed her sword."PLEASE GIVE ME THE HONOR OF FIGHTING YOU" she shouted suprised and confused. But that didnt matter now. What mattered was this fight.

This mission continues on the same day that (PEMDAS) occured.

The day turned to night and as the boys had went their seperate ways and began to find some semblance of peace or possibly sleep. At the ripe hour of 1 AM, each of them would have their respective window's opened by an unknown summon and left on said window sill would be a small mission scroll with Iwagakure's symbol carved into it. Once it was left in a position where it couldn't be disturbed by outwardly forced. The same summon would produce a high pitched noise in which would flow into their ear canal. Either startling them if they were awake or waking them up due to the sound itself.

Once the two parties would grab it and read it, the scroll would detail the following:

"If you are reading this it means you've been selected for an important task. The land of fire has changed exponentially since the war for peace. We need to found out the layout of the surrounding land that was previously changed. This needs to be done with the upmost secrecy. Sealed in this scroll contains a semi-filled in map and a pen with some ink. There are 2 hotspots that overlook the missing part of the land in which is missing on the map. Fill it in best you can and deliver it to the caravan before first dawn. If you fail or are discovered burn the aforementioned items. Shortly after you unseal the scroll it will burn itself to a crisp so beware. Otherwise your mission starts now, meet at the stables and go from there."

Caedus was still awake as he was a night owl and upon reading the contents and understanding what needed to be done. He made sure to contain the burning mission scroll and then place it into the toilet system. Now in the cover of darkness he snuck through the now barren streets of Konoha and hid in a hay barrel awaiting Kazuma to appear.

Mission: Iwagakure has instructed Caedus & Kazuma to attend at Rinha’s national hospital. With great success with the hospital it was only a matter of time till it’s first outburst. A series of sick elders have reached their time and has chosen today as their final day in the land of the living. Both Shinobi must wait and attend the event. In no shape end shall their ritual should be interrupted.

Location: Konoha Hospital.

Meeting area: Training area.

Listen & Read

“On the left side of my brain there’s nothing right… Yet on the right side, there’s nothing left….” these were the last words of a now mysterious shinobi who had gone missing 20 years ago prior, after the assumption of his death was ruled by Obelisk Rinha escaping his torture tomb and leaving the male there to rot. At the time it seemed the damage done was enough as he watched his captor fall before scurrying away, but not long after while looking up to the black stone ceiling, the males body went into a rescue mode to save itself from dying. In order to do such a thing it used up every bit of his chakra, causing every single bone in his being to curve and hug his body creating 10 layers of duplicates sending the body through a full mummification process never to move again. Two decades had passed since that fateful day, and while konoha had changed and its people as well, deep within the city off to the far back west side remained an abandoned haunted looking house where the boogie man’s body still lay. Children's stories of the newer generations were told of the place where a family was slaughtered by a child of chaos; Although a child, a being which roamed the lands of Konoha and many other territories blending and waiting, watching for the bad people to act out and to snatch them away. Deep deep down they’d be drug to his torture tomb, destined to never see light again and to experience endless amounts of pain and agony day to day. This place spoken in fable, was none other than a hell for the living. The story was said to go “The nightman prowls, watching as you act. You can’t run nor hide, he will always have you tracked. Beware how you behave for your sins will attract… The Nightman’s vicious wrath and have another body to subtract ...”. Many knew the fable of the Nightman and the little rhyme made many fear even growing close to the abandoned house of hell, yet this did not apply to everyone. Three stubborn souls all male and of the age of 15 curious of the mysteries of the house and decided to band together at midnight and uncover its taboo secrets. With a loud creek, the old door was open and inside came the children looking around at the place who’s furniture was toppled over here and there, kunai and bone? Both deep inside the floorboards. One young man would wave his friends over as he found a deep basement which looking into led to nothing but blackness, and yet they all pushed on. Step by step in the black of night the boys wandered deeper inside this tomb of secrets, and the lower they went, the colder the temperature became as if death itself gripped at their skin and was lifting each and every pore to a bristle. The walk down was long but eventually they met a bottom and with this new level they noticed torches were lit and doors were scattered down a long hall with one door specifically open. Naturally the three wandered inside and in this dark room they saw a desk with papers full of spider webs and dust,  skeleton of a corpse, chains all over the walls, old old dried blood upon the dirt ground, and in the center of the room a weird white sarcophagus looking tomb. 

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Listen & Read

The boys began wandering around the room analyzing the different aspects of the place. One over by the desk reading the papers, another over by the corpse, and the third close by the sarcophagus looking white thing poking at it to see if anything happens but nothing occurred. The one over by the desk eyes would go wide as he couldn’t believe what he was reading, seeing the diagnosis reports over different types of torture styles that were commiteed in this very room. Meanwhile deep inside the mind of the one who rested inside the sarcophagus a very familiar voice of a deepened male would whisper “Awaken…..Awaken...Awaken and rise into this new world once more…Come Ousatsu… Awaken....”. The boy over by the corpse would start breaking off ribs from the body and jokingly play around like he was a demon with horns running around the room, distracting the one by the sarcophagus, as the bone dome itself began to slowly retract itself piece by piece in a very silent manner but at a fast rate taking these layers away. At first the other two boys hadn’t noticed a thing, yet as the one by the desk turned around trying to get them to stop he’d alarm the others about the sarcophagus movements, leading to them huddling by their friend and watching as the bones retracted more and more until finally revealing they were sinking into someone’s body. Sitting up straight and looking at them, this dark brown skinned boy no older than 15 with wild spiked black hair stared at them with his slitted eyes and mocking smile, two red dots on his forehead, a black eye tattoo on his neck hidden by black goggles, and an outfit of a black fur vest, red pants with a red rope, and black sinobi sandals. “What a tragedy...y’all shouldn’t be here….. I don’t like the uninvited…Seems I must unalive ya bitch asses now… Now Begone peasants...”. His eyes would snap wide with a psychotic look as his hands flicked forward sending out 10 bone bullets which rushed at the boys with insane speeds and pierced through their skulls killing them immediately. Rising to his feet there stood O, back in the flesh and still as brutal and well built as ever as he took a deep breath and spoke out to himself saying “Weird ass dreams making me think I got banned from this world and mislead against my friends….. Somethings really wrong with my mind… Eh well… FOOD TIME A NI99A HUNGRY, YEET!” he’d skip off happily, destined to find out soon enough the world he once lived in was no more.

Thunk! A sound that resonated through all of your homes on the night of the most recent Academy graduation. Further investigating the sound would lead you all to your front doors, whereupon stepping out would reveal a strange arrow planted firmly on the door of your house's. What was so strange about these arrows is that instead of a regular arrowhead that would lodge itself on your doors, there was instead a strange, wax-like substance.

Yumoto would be the only one with a high-enough perception to realize someone was standing atop a nearby building with a bow in hand. Yet, before he could make out any discernible features, they were gone as fast as they had come.

It would require no further inspection when looking at the arrow, as there was a letter wrapped around the shaft. Neatly tied into place by a red ribbon, vibrant and rich like flowing blood. Even the slightest touch against the ribbon would cause it to combust, disappearing and leaving a smell of sulfur in its wake. Yumoto would likely be the only one to recognize this, special ribbons used only by the elite few of Konohagakure. Upon opening the letter, its contents read like so:

"To the unitiated,

You have been given the honor to be summoned by Lord Ieyasu Akimichi, Giant of the Hidden Leaf and presiding Jōnin Commander. Ginaja Magi, Tarou, and Yumoto Kaguya; your presence will be required at the Thirteenth Training Ground at sunrise tomorrow. Tardiness will not be accepted, and those who are late will be discplined appropriately to the situation. Bring all necessary equipment and be prepared for anything.

From your leader,

Lord Ieyasu Akimichi."

Message:

The leader assigned to your mission is known as Kin Uzumaki. He is a Chunin level shinobi who is fine with his skills and will hopefully lead the team to success. Amongst him will be two genin and one other Chunin who will be his support for a variety of purposes. This mission is to Capture a certain individual within a land known as Shangri-la. This place is known for bounty hunters to rest up and live the rest of their lives at peace. Unfortunately, all our good Jounins are out of town and you four will be in charge of this capture. You are to apprehend this individual subdue him and bring him back to the village for interrogation. This is vital as he possesses knowledge and information we must know about. You will depart on January 11th towards the land and will search for him. Be aware, you need to keep your cover as this is a place filled to the brim with bounty hunters. You may cross the wrong one and die. The man you are looking for is known as Jiro Shimura. He is a Chunin who is very skilled, we sent him on a mission and he never returned. Rumor has it that he slips into this place to live carefree. He is to be brought back alive at all costs.

Signed: The Hokage Shinobu Inuzuka.

This is what Tarou, Azel, and Hanzo would have opened one day in the mail. The contents were obvious and they were to meet with Kin Uzumaki who would be their leader on this expedition. This was received the day before as now, the group would need to be up early to meet Kin at the gates heading towards the Amegakure. Though it wasn’t exactly by Amegakure, it was located in a place known as the Valley of lies. A Mountain range that was known as treacherous and rumored to potentially be filled with Boobytraps. Regardless, the Shinobi’s hired were exceptional. Especially, Tarou as he had proven himself ready for another mission after recovery.

That being said the morning of, it was a clear day, not a cloud in the sky as the sun was radiating. Kin himself would already be up and ready, at the gates waiting for the group to show themselves as he was interested in this mission. This was something he had never done, but it made him excited as it meant experience.

His red hair flowed in the wind flawlessly as he was patiently waiting for the moment to depart. What made everything more appealing was the rumors he had heard from the individuals assisting him. What would come from all of this? That being said, he kept the smile bright and high as time passed.

A rather nice morning would be at hand as the sun was just beginning to rise and the birds had began to chirp their morning song's around the Uchiha compound, but to Akihiro the world might as well of looked gray and bleak. From the moment his eyes opened this fateful morning he knew what the day was bringing... A judgement from his clan and village for actions taken not too long ago in his mind. Having to pay a price for abandoning a mission and his comrades for personal reason to find himself truly.

Although a noble cause it was still frowned and looked upon as treason to those in charge of the village as well as most the house heads including his brother, who had brought him back to this place of bad memories and thoughts. The very place that molded him into a pillar of hatred and anger as a child. Akihiro wanted nothing to do with the leaf, but as it seems fate always draws you back to where you are needed.

Why would a village that treated him so poorly growing up need him? Were they this weak? Wanting all the soldiers they could get? Or just wanting to stroke their ego's by punishing one that had found a way out of their ways and beliefs to create his own? He would believe in the latter of all the situations that had run through his head. "No matter what... They will not break me... They will not control me... They will not own me... I am the wrath of everything they do wrong. The destroyer of every wrong doing they have done... The ghost that has haunted them since my disappearance... I am the Crimson Son of the Uchiha and I will... not... back... DOWN!" he would say in his head as he leaned against the dresser in front of his bed, staring into the mirror attached to it.

Getting himself ready he would get dressed and strap all of his weapons to him as if he were going to battle, as this war would be fought with words nonetheless he would come prepared for anything. Most meeting would happen in the Hokage's building, but this one would happen at the Uchiha Compound in their main gathering room. The Hokage, the house heads of all the main families, his brother and the rest of the Uchiha diplomats, and himself.

He would make his way towards the room reaching the destination after a short walk. Sliding the door open everything would be seated at the large round table with one seat left, seated directly across from the Hokage himself. Akihiro would take his seat and listen along as they would begin discussing his judgement.

Participants

• Zhiro Nisshoku
• Tarou

The monks had healed him well but Zhiro’s arm was still feeling stiff and sore, and it hurt when he moved it with too much excitement. His skin was healing fast however, showing the beginnings of what surely would before a scar before he replaced the bandages and left his home without so much as a goodbye to anyone. Still he couldn’t avoid being surprised by a splash of water as he left the door. A nice little ‘gift’ of his little twin sisters who sat on the roof and waved him off with a smile while he cursed under his breath and set off with his Double-Bladed Katana in hand and too much on his mind.

The battle had been a savage one. It had almost been a week since then and Zhiro had not seen Arata. Zhiro had been occupying himself with training as much as he could and had not forgotten about the monks. When the time came he would surely revisit them. But he had a lot to do before then. After all, that gruesome battle had made clear just in how many areas he lacked when it came to the actual battlefield. He was proud with what he had accomplished but it simply wasn’t enough.

Those damned archers fighting him from a long range were a hassle, especially when striking him from unexpected angles. But how could he find a way to defend himself from all directions? It surely did sound impossible but that’s what made it all the more interesting.

As Zhiro arrived to the training grounds he dropped his weapon to the floor and took off his sandals and Haori, left standing only in black flak pants and the bandage around his shoulder and torso while a brisk wind through his ponytail. He closed his eyes and went back in thought to those moments of fighting the bandits in the forest. He remembered deflecting arrows, he remembered avoiding them, and… he remembered getting his while being locked in combat with another opponent. Why?

“Was it because I stood still?”

The bathhouse was particularly slow this morning, not that Fuyu was complaining as she put some clean towels away for guests and swept up the floors. Fuyu would be in her own calm little world till she heard footsteps come down the hall. Breaking her attention from her small daydream, she'd see her mother walk towards her with her usual smile and oddly closed eyes. She looked equivalent to a beautiful winter fox, Fuyu remembered the one time she saw her mother's icy blue eyes....she was pissed at her brother for peeking on the girls. 

Pausing her sweeping, she would stand at attention and gaze at her mom. "Bunny Fufu, why don't you go train? We can take it from here." Fuyu raised an eyebrow at her mother as if asking if she was sure, Kimi (her mother) would nod once; indicating she wasn't going to say it again. Biting her lip, she figured she could go for a little training as she bowed towards her mother before running off towards the front of the establishment. Slipping off her apron, she'd hang it on its designated hook before making her way to one of the training grounds in Kiri. 

Looking around the mist, she didn't see anyone else. Fuyu sighed in relief before trying to decide on what she should work on today.

Participants

• Zhiro Nisshoku
• Madoka Uzumaki

The Role-Play Begins

Another day, more training. Being part of a squad was all the more reason to get stronger, and get stronger fast. He didn’t like it, but he was tasked with looking out for his team-mates which meant he had to be capable to do so. And he didn’t feel like having Akihiro look down on him although the man seemed kinder than Zhiro had expected.

Making his way onto the same training field which he usually visited due to its remote location, Zhiro found himself beneath grey sky and tickled by a light rain. A dreary day indeed but weather wasn’t ever a reason not to head out. Nothing was. Not until ‘that’ future was claimed by his fists. He stopped for a moment and glanced upwards to feel the rain on his face while closing his eyes. As per usual, his hair was tied up into a wet ponytail long enough to touch his exposed back. His white haori was wrapped around his waist and he walked barefoot. He preferred it with this way. It made him feel free.

That’s when a mysterious voice broke out from a nearby bush. “Edgy edgy! Tehheeheee” After which a crooked bald man skipped off so fast that he left a small trail of dust in his wake.

“Why is that damned bastard so fast.” Zhiro gritted his teeth in annoyance with his grandfather but luckily the obnoxious old man had left the scene. Leaving Zhiro to arrive at the training grounds in peace. Or at least, that was what he expected.