The warmth and comfort of a favorite hot meal.
That was what Peragus was feeling as he contentedly consumed his large bowl of ramen at his favorite ramen shop. The hot, savory broth and warm noodles with his favorite toppings and protein, shrimp, was absolutely delicious. The shop itself was much more than a stand now, being a full sit down restaurant and the Hyuuga consumed his bowls in contended glee. He knew the staff here. Hell, the father and daughter pair that owned and operated the place originally had been two of the only people to know that he had never truly been blind. They covered for him at times when he was still awkward and unable to move well through large crowds.
Now that didn’t matter. His Byakugan had progressed to the point that it no longer strained him and so his eyes were on pretty much any time he was out of his home. The chakra consumption was utterly negligible and even aside from that. His hearing and sense of smell had gotten good enough that he could maneuver even through busy streets without any fear of running into anyone. For the moment though he was seated at a table, enjoying his meal. Masae was at the house, getting settled and meeting with some of the others in the clan. So she could be recognized as someone who lived there now.
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That was what Peragus was feeling as he contentedly consumed his large bowl of ramen at his favorite ramen shop. The hot, savory broth and warm noodles with his favorite toppings and protein, shrimp, was absolutely delicious. The shop itself was much more than a stand now, being a full sit down restaurant and the Hyuuga consumed his bowls in contended glee. He knew the staff here. Hell, the father and daughter pair that owned and operated the place originally had been two of the only people to know that he had never truly been blind. They covered for him at times when he was still awkward and unable to move well through large crowds.
Now that didn’t matter. His Byakugan had progressed to the point that it no longer strained him and so his eyes were on pretty much any time he was out of his home. The chakra consumption was utterly negligible and even aside from that. His hearing and sense of smell had gotten good enough that he could maneuver even through busy streets without any fear of running into anyone. For the moment though he was seated at a table, enjoying his meal. Masae was at the house, getting settled and meeting with some of the others in the clan. So she could be recognized as someone who lived there now.
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