Distanced from the fragility of human perception, the day's made Renny want to eat foodies at an open dining area. Becoming stuck in jutsu studies happens, and he can't even find any scientist friends to brand. Now that Renny has gotten comfortable under Kumogakure, he hasn't been progressing forward as much. Just by being in one place, Renny's lost his property rights elsewhere. Any sort of perks and foodie knowledge Dr. Renny once had is quickly fleeting in his mind. The side quests reach their limits too often.
Without progress, it's hard to be evaluated as having any special S-rank intel. Troublesome matters don't usually come up for Renny, since he doesn't show his face much, only in a good mood to do so now. Taking on an often-used outfit out of precaution, Renny's been stuck in the same routine, and the sweetness of his silver Sweetsilk Coat grows weary. At this point, Renny ought to be an advertisement for how good the supplies of the coat are.
Talking around, Renny lets it known he's looking for a Kumogakure ninja to eat with. Unable to take on any ninja responsibilities, Renny's just hanging around being comfortable and serving those he's aligned to. Sensei can be in short supply, and Renny's ready to give some valuable enough lessons. Everyone important in Kumogakure being busy can leave it open for kind aliens to take over, not that that's any of Renny's business. If Renny was considered a ninja, he'd be of the promoter type and make up for most of his promises.
Sitting down at a table, there's already some promised soup ready. Soft and quick, just as Renny likes, so he begins slurping the chicken noodle soup. Apparently, Renny's palate really has declined, and it's not like he ever had the chance to make much chemist food himself. A pretense can be satisfying enough.
Looking around with cozy eyes, Renny doesn't expect for a complicated day. There's only one Suguru in the HE, and the newer coin always speaks friendly. Micro danger is everywhere, but Renny's just looking for plug and play company. The friendly Renny could go on a journey to a minor nation to keep occupied too. Annoying time tends to pile up quick without someone waiting at the end.
Without progress, it's hard to be evaluated as having any special S-rank intel. Troublesome matters don't usually come up for Renny, since he doesn't show his face much, only in a good mood to do so now. Taking on an often-used outfit out of precaution, Renny's been stuck in the same routine, and the sweetness of his silver Sweetsilk Coat grows weary. At this point, Renny ought to be an advertisement for how good the supplies of the coat are.
Talking around, Renny lets it known he's looking for a Kumogakure ninja to eat with. Unable to take on any ninja responsibilities, Renny's just hanging around being comfortable and serving those he's aligned to. Sensei can be in short supply, and Renny's ready to give some valuable enough lessons. Everyone important in Kumogakure being busy can leave it open for kind aliens to take over, not that that's any of Renny's business. If Renny was considered a ninja, he'd be of the promoter type and make up for most of his promises.
Sitting down at a table, there's already some promised soup ready. Soft and quick, just as Renny likes, so he begins slurping the chicken noodle soup. Apparently, Renny's palate really has declined, and it's not like he ever had the chance to make much chemist food himself. A pretense can be satisfying enough.
Looking around with cozy eyes, Renny doesn't expect for a complicated day. There's only one Suguru in the HE, and the newer coin always speaks friendly. Micro danger is everywhere, but Renny's just looking for plug and play company. The friendly Renny could go on a journey to a minor nation to keep occupied too. Annoying time tends to pile up quick without someone waiting at the end.