Now that he had regained his equipment and reported into his direct superior. It was time for him to report in to one of the Princesses. Idly he wondered which one would be in. He had never met Kitsuki, Sayuri he had most definitely met. At least he’d certainly hope so, and Arisu he had met as well although not in the same manner as with Sayuri, or to the same end result probably. Not that he wouldn’t be willing if Arisu was, she was attractive, but he doubted she would be interested. Still the strangest of the three princesses, at least in abilities form what he’d heard, had certainly never done wrong by him.
She had promoted him initially and seen to it that he had gained some of the villages prized secret jutsu. Not only that but she had promised him another if he earned another promotion and then did the promoting herself while they worked together for the Indaina Kujira fight. Giving him access to another powerful technique in the process. He had quite enjoyed her straightforward and to the point demeanor. As it coincided with his quite nicely. He moved into the Princesses building and moved up toward the office. His black, crimson lined cloak protectively around him and his gloves on his hands. His weapon, the Hai no Ha sat at his waist, returned to its owner. After traversing the stairs he would reach the door to the office, closed as usual, and knock politely, but loud enough to be heard.
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She had promoted him initially and seen to it that he had gained some of the villages prized secret jutsu. Not only that but she had promised him another if he earned another promotion and then did the promoting herself while they worked together for the Indaina Kujira fight. Giving him access to another powerful technique in the process. He had quite enjoyed her straightforward and to the point demeanor. As it coincided with his quite nicely. He moved into the Princesses building and moved up toward the office. His black, crimson lined cloak protectively around him and his gloves on his hands. His weapon, the Hai no Ha sat at his waist, returned to its owner. After traversing the stairs he would reach the door to the office, closed as usual, and knock politely, but loud enough to be heard.
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