The ramen shop attendant looked at the smelly chunin with a mix of disgust and amazement. unsure if to answer him or keep cleaning the ramen bowl.
"It's like magic, that's how." Suguru decided. "Same with piss. Just appears out of-"
A drowning roar cut the intellectual conversation, and the sun was clouded by a massive form.
A familiar form. It had returned. They had returned.
"BIG WATER!" Suguru shouted from the bottom of his lungs towards at the sky full of anger, before coughing his lungs out, since he had a mouthful of ramen in his mouth at that moment.
He had not forgotten about the evil organization that had killed that good looking lady, toppled a whole village and summoned a bijuu, all in an attempt to bring down the great village of Konoha. He had not touched a drop of water since that faithful day when he took down the titanic foe. Nor had dreams. His mission with the Raikage. Every time, he felt less human after them. As if the voice was slowly inching its way closer into his mind. All Suguru wanted was dream where she was not wearing that armour. Or anything. Especially not wearing anything.
Grabbing the ramen with his hand, he shoved the rest of it in his mouth, before pouring soup to oil it all down, slamming the bowl on the ground, before leaving a fistful of Ryo on the counter and running off.
The shopkeeper, after a moment of reflection about changing his occupation, looked down at the money Suguru left. It did not even cover the cola, let alone his three-course meal.
With the haste benefiting the son of the Hokage, Suguru moved towards the gate, only stopping to check out a well-endowed woman once. The Hokage would be proud of his dedication.
The chunin, was dressed in a sleeveless shirt textured with flaming skulls, his chunin flak jacket over it, and a knee length pants. Most prominently, was his headband, easily the cleanest part of him, shining on his forehead arrived on scene.
Arriving, he was flanked by two other shinobi bearing the mark of Konoha, one of which was offering potato chips. Suguru stopped next to them, before he took one crisp, tasted it, before spitting it out.
"Miso, good choice. A Konoha man's choice." Suguru prioritized, taking a handful and shoving them in his pocket, before turning his attention to the matter at hand.
"Other villages would have been running away and screaming at the sight of a Bijuu. Here in Konohagakure, we already took one down and it was a demon." Suguru would tell the head honcho, the big cheese, the man with the pants, before realizing he had no idea who that was. They were all dressed the same, something made clear by the fact he started looking at all of them with confusion, trying to see if one had a cool helmet or a tag that said "Leader." Seeing none, he spoke generally. "Big Water sent you. I already know that. Don't waste time trying to hide it. You can go tell your masters that Konoha won't bow to their demands."
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