The prison is a manor

Tengoku would walk casually and ignore the guards escorting the two with him. The umbrella casually keeping the rain off him while his ears would twitch at the sounds around him. The large dog like ears picking up most sounds out from others fairly easily. Still they would travel some distance from the gate to the residential district. Heading through the modest homes for a while until they gradually grew large and more extravagant. At some point another guard would rejoin them holding a couple large bags of barbecue and a couple of cases of beer. Looking winded from having done the run. Tengoku would smile his thanks to them before they huffed proudly and pretended not to be so winded. Still they would move passed the mansions until there was a significant distance between them and the manor. As they approached the other guards would fan out and take up positions on the perimeter leaving only the delivery guard with them. The wolf manor stood almost a kilometer away from the next nearest neighbor. With high stone walls and a black iron gate that looked like two wolf heads meeting in the middle. They had arrived at Wolf Manor.

Tengoku would raise a hand placing it on the gate before he turned to his two guests. Or prisoners depending on how one viewed it. "A couple of small rules. Clean up after yourself, don't break anything, do not harm my dire wolves and lastly and most importantly. Stay out of the west wing. If you break the last rule I will not hesitate to separate your head from your body. International incident be damned. Now then. Let's eat." He would push open the heavy gate with relative ease before stepping forward into the manor. The grounds were actually well maintained with flowers and trees running along symmetrically along the grounds. A road leading in and circling in front of the manor and back out again making deliveries and guest arrivals simple. However the mansion itself was surrounded by cherry trees. Built upon a rock bed with stairs leading up to it as it towered a little into the sky. The back yard was fenced off but led into the forest where the wolves resided. For now Tengoku would lead them up the steps until the reached the front covered porch. There he would remove his shoes outside before opening the paper door.

Stepping inside an attendant would take his umbrella. Each of them would be offered a warm towel to dry off with and the guard with the food would have it received from him with a bow. The servant leaving to set up their meal while they dried themselves. Burritsu and Tengoku would be led to a changing room where they would be provided fresh and warmed Yukata. Tengoku's would be yellow and Burritsu's would be blue. In honor of their national color. Kaida would be led to another changing room and be given a black Kimono with cherry blossoms printed into it. Afterwards they would all be led to the dining room. The back yard opened to them so they could see the zen garden and the wolves slumbering in a barn out back. The rain keeping them indoors for now. A table surrounded by tables would be in the center with three plates. An assortment of stir fried rice and barbecued meats would be set there still steaming and fresh with cold beer in a pitcher and three tall glasses filled. Tengoku would take a seat at the head of the table and begin to plate himself up as he saw fit. Speaking as he did. However his armor and weapons were still on his person.

"Please. Pick a seat and plate yourselves up as you see fit. I am eager to hear your stories."

The rain persisted but the adventure was just starting for Burittsu he indeed felt as if the time he lost was lost forever yet. Walking along such shinobi gave him the thrill as he realized the work of his alter ego was not for nothing his smile remained hidden under his mask. Yet he was eager regardless of people noticing his expression or not he took in all the sights to see. Taking a deep breath of the air in the land this was the place that he desired to see coming all the way from the Mist. Burittsu realized this was the peace that the other was attempting to bring upon him even if he was a prisoner of the village it seemed all good things had it’s reasoning. Chuckling as they made their way through the path as the two guards now turned into three with the third joining the group with the promises from the former Kage himself.

Hearing the breath of his shinobi indeed, respect was something around here to pop carry out such an easy task. Yet helping the man would be a waste of time. It was his burden to carry and he was going to see it through to the end in time they entered a large empty plain nearing another building with large monuments of wolves. Before coming to a stop upon one large gate meant to keep out trespassers but anyone who would dare this one had to be one shinobi not afraid of any consequences. Hearing the little walk through of the building's rules Burittsu couldn’t mind less as the only thing that interested him were that of the wolves he mentioned. With the rain pouring down he enjoyed the atmosphere and the interest of the wolves, his body feeling lighter without Samehada. Only made him feel alive knowing that a part of himself that was there for so long was now removed.

His hopes of seeing his blade once more was thrown in the bag with their goal for understanding and reasoning. The fact they had an opportunity was the only thing he needed, each thought pacing through his head before he realized that there was nothing to care about. Entering the land of the former they were quickly introduced inside and guided to their respective changing rooms. Being split up from the mighty Kaida as he was brought in to change from his armor to such traditional clothing. It was different but the fact the blue itself matched him to his core he had no choice but to put on what was given and walk out leaving his mask upon his face as it connected down to the rest of his one piece. Keeping himself with a black skin tight suit on and the blue wardrobe above being stripped down and forced to wear comfortable clothing.

Such formal attire when it came to simply talking and explaining their part of the story seemed too much for a talk. It was clear the trust was to be seen making his way out and heading towards what seemed to be towards the back and outside of the residence. The smell of food rang in the air as he watched out into the distance looking for the wolves. The host wanted to simply chat and get to know them for who they were and the true reason for coming to the village. A question that fell upon deaf ears as Burittsu couldn’t even recall living that past couple years as his identity slowly but surely became someone else’s. Even being in the village now wasn’t his command of all the acts of someone else who wanted better for the shinobi. Giving him such a rank and power as time proceeded his body grew so much it became unfamiliar.

Burittsu had no answer for the male as his attention remained outside wondering when one of these wolves would come out and introduce itself to the shinobi. But with no luck the rain came down continuously keeping the beasts to themselves shrugging his shoulders he came to a conclusion to sit down and not disturb the animals. As he picked out his seat closest to the former Kage on purpose he would pick up the chair and place it a little bit closer. Before watching the steam from the food pile up high into the air and the strange color of the beverage that sat in the main glass for all to see. Attempting to keep what was given to him he remained to himself without drinking or eating and simply spoke his mind.

“I’m here to grow stronger, nothing more nothing less I need from the allied village. Plus I came to see the world apparently I clearly haven’t seen enough of it. From me at least there’s not a thing to say hearing such news woke me up to the reality that our village did this knowing we were here. Sounds like an inside job. But I could be wrong. Could this be a plan to get rid of us? My answer is who cares if the enemy has shown themselves among the ranks of my village a traitor to us all. You’re not the red hair but the truth is the truth I promised her friendship you shall get the same attitude. Through action not talk.”

Sliding his chair out as he stood up and went to gaze outside once more he could barely see the dim lit eyes of a beast in the distance. Talking was never his strong suit but it had seemed with the skill and luck of his alter ego he made this far in the shinobi world to speak his mind and say what had to be said for the greater good. Earlier the thought of his head being removed if they broke the third and final rule only made him chuckle. As the incident itself was progressing to be an international incident for such acts of aggression towards an ally was not welcomed. His chuckle only continued as it exploded into a fury of laughter.

Burittsu hasn’t felt the thrill in his veins since he first became a shinobi and headed off onto that island the last thing in his memory before completely losing his body. The smell of the fresh air and the food upon the table to goat the rest of them into a false sense of security yet he had nothing to say or give just his laughter. As it was loud enough to catch the attention of the wolves and loud to the point it was heard clearly through the halls. Burittsu was unchained as he finally felt freedom to choose and do what he wanted once more. Turning around as his laughter began to die before growing more seriously with each passing second his eyes could tell the story of who he truly was at the moment. Waking up excited him as he suddenly sprung to life sitting back down upon his chair taking in all that he missed out over the years. As once more he spoke out.

“Tell me Kage or the Paladin, whichever title you prefer. What would you do if your village left you to die out in the world and did such an act? What would you do? Honest answers only. Because I have to protect me and her now till death. My only responsibility to her at least.”

Tengoku would quietly eat politely. Though it seemed one of his two guests were too busy consuming food to speak. His eyes drifted over her assuming she had come to eat at all. Satisfying proportions and a decent thing to look at with his meal. Still he understood if she wished to eat before they spoke. If her appetite were so ravenous he would need to assume provoking speech out of her would be a challenge without food flying out of her face. Still his own eating habits were more mannered and at a calm pace. He would listen to the young man as he spoke. He seemed to be paranoid about their village betraying them. Tengoku suspected it was more of a misunderstanding. Still it must be troubling to live in such a place if the assumption was they had been thrown under the table. Was it simply easier to assume their village had turned on them for some reason? Such loose connections to their nation. And from the clan leader no less. One of the pillars of their sister nation. He would consider the idea of granting them shelter. If only to move the bloodline or at least a portion of it to Konoha. They would just need to instill a sense of loyalty. If one of the seven swords was full of such doubt....

However the burst of atrocious laughter would make his chop sticks pause as they reached for a piece of pork. Cautious eyes lifting to the sound of madness. Paranoid and delusional it would seem. A dangerous combination for a man with so much influence and power within their ranks. He held no trust in his heart. Only seeking out the next fight. Taking on wounds and seeking growing closer to death. Still a question would be posed to Tengoku and he would collect the pork piece as the young man sat down again. Glancing it over as he would blow on it once or twice. The sweet smell of meat filling his senses.

"To assume the worst is to protect yourself in some way yes? Perhaps it is because you have become accustomed to being let down. If it were me I would want to know more. Peace is achieved through understanding. We rarely start with all the information. So I would bide my time. Now you said you came here for power...What is power to you? Faster or stronger Ninjutsu? Improved swordsmanship? Perhaps just taming the beast held within you. For me it is a balance. My body and my chakra are both at their peak. I have achieved what many cannot. But each individual part of me can stand alone if needed. If they fight at a distance, I have my bow. If they fight with raw power....my Ninjutsu. If they fight with a blade my own will meet theirs. If they fight from the shadows...I will find them with sensory. If I am unarmed I will crush them with my bare hands. Obviously you a accustomed to Ninjutsu and Kenjutsu...but how is your Taijutsu?"

Tengoku would finish eating his piece of pork before collecting his beer cup. He would rise to his feet and take a sip a moment before taking some paces out to the walkway. The rain dripped down off the edges but the wood walkway outside the room was dry. The wolves would sit up to watch but would not go into the rain unless needed. Tengoku would smile as he held the cup in his right hand and the chopsticks in his left. Tilting his head as he challenged the young man. Best to let out some of that chaotic energy. Speaking up as his voice was filled with confidence.

"Make me spill my beer using only taijutsu. Let us see if you can accomplish that much. If you can then you are one step closer to power. If you cannot then...well then your taijutsu needs work."

Watching as his fellow clan mate devoured the meal prepared for the group he could only chuckle as she enjoyed the taste by making noises of approval. Something so simple pleased Kunoichi Burittsu could only think on the matter of asking such questions but he was answered. Listening to what the former had to say as a suitable response it seemed best to put his frustration into such practice. Yet he recalled that there was a session of battle where Blitz literally left a battle against the former leader of the respected village. In his response to the challenge of only using Taijutsu he indeed was being tested to move his long untouched body.

Allowing someone else to be in charge of what his body did and how it operated took a lot of time from him. Yet it was fate's cruel choice to leave him that remained inside the boy's mind. Without him the boy would have indeed died but yet with the resilience and living the strongest life he could. It brought him far enough to meet such people and to that he was happy Burittsu himself may have taken the name and branded it on his own. But he truly felt like he was alive just within the subconscious of his own self buried deep under regret and pain. The words of the shinobi were deep but yet true to the core being let down was the usual response he felt when anyone didn’t hold their word or their actions proved otherwise.

Burittsu laughed at himself making it so far on someone else’s behalf. Stretching his limbs in his robes allowed and watch the leader get ready, having him spill his tea was a harder challenge. Without his armor he felt lighter but indeed he planned to give some sort of challenge to the great paladin himself. The thought of power now only meant only one simple thing to the shinobi now the events that occurred only revealed a smile upon his face. As he made his way up from his seat lining up with the male giving him at least six meters of suitable space. Before starting it was only polite of him to give a clear answer of what he meant from the start.

“The power I need is the power to protect my people regardless of beast or sword. I came out to see the world and I am not disappointed with the people we’ve met so far, only one word that can describe my experience. Amazing. With this type of power I shall aim for greater heights and I’ll be sure to give you a front row seat our first encounter should be renewed.”

Bending his left leg slightly forward as his right leg remained placed firmly upon the ground keeping him balanced. He was told the task yet awaiting for the male to get comfortable was a bad choice even though as his honored guest. Burittsu remained intent on showing a skill set he never showed others in mere seconds. Burittsu could only smile underneath his mask before pushing off the ground using his back right leg with just one leap. Burittsu leaped at least five meters directly above the shinobi quickly curling and flipped his body in mid air rapidly aiming to deliver a swift axe kick down upon the precious tea. In an attempt to spill the tea immediately without any hesitation his only goal was the destruction of the tea. Yet with such training he doubts the former would allow his tea to get anywhere near the floor due to this thought he smiled to himself.

Stats:

Strength: B
Constitution: B
Stamina: A+
Speed: B
Coordination: A
Intelligence: D
Perception: A

Tengoku would watch the young man. He seemed like he was eager to begin and that was cause for excitement. Not many were eager to challenge the paladin these days. He had grown fairly bored. Still the young mans distance was good for a charge. Some momentum behind his attack if he was any good. Still the desire for the power to protect was a welcome sentiment. Some people wanted power for the right to dominate. With power comes choice after all. One can choose to fight for something. Be it personal interest or others it came down to power. Tengoku had raised himself to a new level beyond most but he didn't care to flex it too much anymore. The world was aware of how powerful he was after that last exchange that was televised and it was unlikely that anyone would challenge Konoha lightly. He had become his nations deterrent and now relaxed in the retired life mostly. Still he maintained a level of daily practice to keep his body at its peak. So if this young man was going to come at him with taijutsu he would teach him a thing or two while he was here.

Still he would watch Blitz as he would launch into the air. Clearing an impressive distance in a single leap. Tengoku would remain standing casually where he was as he waited. His gold and black eyes taking in the flip and the axe kick. A powerful starting move he supposed. Not bad form either. However despite the power in the drop there were points to be exploited. As the kick came down for the tea cup Tengoku would step forward. Planting his footing apart and slipping his shoulder under the knee of the dropping leg. Giving himself a solid base and using a soft point on the kick to cushion the blow entirely. His free hand reaching up all as one fluid motion to slam his palm against the solar plexus. Giving it a solid flat palmed shove as he shifted his weight into it. Absorbing the energy of Blitz's blow and distributing his own to a weak point all in one move. A simple step in and straight strike at S rank coordination. The tea cup held steady to the side as the liquid barely rippled. The goal was to send Blitz back a bit before he would straighten again and speak after a small sip of his tea.

"Good power and speed. However aerial combat should be reserved for those who have developed a way to move reliably in the air. Otherwise you dedicate yourself to a path of movement and expose a weakness you can't control easily. Sacrificing footing to someone who still has it means they will be able to control an exchange. Try coming at me on the ground and utilizing all four limbs. Since I only have the three it should give the advantage to you. Try a combo or two."

Coming down with his attack he was not surprised by the course of actions that unfolded during those seconds spent between the two. He was countered easily and well with no sign of any extra bravado he was returned back to the floor. He held no high expectations of anyone he fought but from the advice given it had been some time since he considered practicing such a form of combat. Yet as he took a sip of his tea Burittsu could only inhale and exhale as he regained a good grasp of his breath and cooled down his mindset. Watching the male for a mere second it did make sense to attempt his best instead of going for another obvious trick.

He gave in to the desire to learn and grow as the sound of his companion destroying the plates of food in the background only continued. Burittsu could only smile underneath his mask before once more coming directly at the paladin with two swings to start off his combo. First aiming a quick but solid left punch towards the direction of the shinobi aiming for his right shoulder. During this time Burittsu would quickly kick out right leg and attempt to swing a kick at the back of right knee. And reached out to the cup using his free right hand in an attempt to grab the cup for himself instead of smacking it away. With his only goal to bring down this beast of a warrior he could only attempt what he could without any hesitation.

If these combos would prove to be effective against the shinobi, Burittsu somehow would have successfully brought him to his knees and secured the objective of the training. Yet this was his only attempt in But the smile upon his face only persisted as it drove him to new found peace of mind as he took this training session seriously hoping to improve where he lacked. Yet he wouldn’t doubt the capabilities of such a warrior if any of this worked it would be simple to place the glass upon the table. Yet if this actually went as planned it wouldn’t be a surprise if he was allowed to even experience such a situation.

Regardless he kept his vision set on taking down the shinobi with what he already knew as he kept an open mind on what he could do to improve himself for the future. Chuckling a little he wondered what it meant if he won but for now he was nothing but fixed upon the fact that he had a chance to enjoy such a freedom. While being under the imprisonment of his former allied forces with nothing to complain for he enjoyed the moment.

Tengoku would observe as the young man appeared calm. His gold eyes watching him for the time being. He was calm which was good. Listening and reacting as needed. Tengoku hadn't exactly been gentle with his counter either. It had been a solid connection but to no avail. Blitz was more durable than he had originally appeared. To the point where the strike was virtually a stalemate. He was impressed for this to be the young mans base state. Truly he was a higher tier jounin. If this was what Kiri utilized for one of the seven swordsman....then again. He would lean slightly to one side to look beyond his target. The other so far was going at the food like a wild animal. As if she had not eaten in weeks and was starving. He would smile weakly at the idea of being eaten out of house and cupboard. Well there was nothing to be done about that for now. He was sure this would be resolved soon and they would be on their way home. If he didn't straight up recruit them. Blitz was promising and already feeling a loss of loyalty for his home. However that would be difficult as he was unlikely to part with his sword and Kiri would never release it from their grasp.

Still Blitz moved forward to attack pretty quickly. Tengoku would let his eyes shift back to the boy as his body shifted into a spring chant stance. One of the more basic of taijutsu stances but in his opinion one of the best. The other common styles like Strong Fist and Arhat focused on increased strength. Wishing to deal a large amount of damage with broad strikes. Powerful combos breaking through an opponents guard. However the spring chant was more of a flowing stance. Almost as if he were dancing with Blitz Tengoku would respond to each attack in a fluid flowing motion. His shoulder would turn away from the straight strike as his leg would lift. Completely avoiding both blows at S++ coordination as he turned into the flow. His tea cup turning away from the outreaching hand as he flowed back at the same speed at Blitz's push. Settling back on both feet with his right leg up slightly. A smile on his face as he winked at the young man. He was taking this with a rather laid back attitude.

"Very good. You pressed forward and initiated a combination that targeted my footing and the objective in only three moves. Even forcing me to adopt the spring chant stance. It is a more basic ability for those not focused in taijutsu but for those who do like myself the stance flows wonderfully. Forcing me to retreat though is valiant. I must admit I am utterly impressed. Now, try again and this time I will focus on countering you. You are a durable young man but there are ways around such things. I will be happy to show you."




Name: Spring Chant
Rank: D
Power: C
Activation Cost: N/a
Upkeep Cost: 3
Range: Self
Speed: N/a
Element: N/a
Skill: Taijutsu
Classification: Open
Requirements: C rank Coordination w/o taijutsu skill or D rank with the taijutsu skill.
Parent Technique: N/a
Hand Seals: N/a
Description: This style of combat focuses on fast, flowing combinations utilizing basic principles of Taijutsu. The style uses sheer speed and number of attacks to achieve its goals in contrast to other more strength reliant Taijutsu styles. While those who aren't trained in Taijutsu find that faster strikes tend to lose out on power, a Taijutsu user who has trained in the skill can utilize this style without losing any of their striking power, allowing body mechanics to make up for any power lost. Boosts coordination by one tier with the taijutsu skill and by one plus without it.
Weaknesses: The boosts are lowered by -- if the user doesn't have the taijutsu skill. Their strength is also lowered by - if they don't possess the Taijutsu Skill to represent their lack of true effort in mastering their body.

The compliment from the shinobi weighed upon his mind as to why he was even being recognized by the former Hokage but yet. He was all too willing to learn more and grow letting out a cough as he took an initial breath. Burittsu was now in the mood to continue the session regardless of the outcome in an attempt to grow before the very eyes who looked at him. Peering over for a moment as the sounds of plates clapping against each other made it known that Kaida herself was enjoying her own battle. The scene of towering dishes was only the start to her madness as it appeared she came prepared for such an offering.

Smiling a little to himself before placing his attention back towards his training partner if this was a way to test his abilities it was indeed impressive. The amount of strength this one possessed in front of him made him lust more for combat. The impact from earlier didn’t sting but left a bit of soreness upon his body reminding him who he was facing. Yet this did not surprise him after all seeing him battle with the red hair shinobi it all made sense why he was interested in shinobi such as himself. Being new to the village with only power and skill that caught the attention of other remarkable shinobi that resides in the village.

Cracking his neck he could only accept it as this open invitation of growth was his chance now to grow wiser and stronger for the sake of battle. Burittsu began his assault charging ahead towards his opponent. Quickly lunging directly towards the male's more dominant side he could only assume the hand that possessed the cup of tea was his most effective side. Burittsu quickly threw a three piece attack aiming to jab the male first in his shoulder following that would be another jab towards the mid section of the shinobi.

In an attempt to throw him off his in some way with his final attack coming from below Burittsu whipped his waist towards the Hokage in an attempt to send a strong but quick and precise kick towards the upper region of the arm that was holding the cup. An attempt to block such an assault would be necessary to see but judging by the movements from earlier the male was clearly not even trying. Trying to contain his smile he was excited about such things especially when it involved combat for now he would only continue to play along.

Tengoku would appreciate the pause. Time taken to reflect and consider. Not often an option in an actual fight unless one were to be facing a rather cocky opponent. His black and gold eyes followed Blitz's. The other Kiri prisoner seemed to be growing larger just sitting there mowing down. Likely they would run out of food soon and he would need to have something prepared for Blitz and himself. He assumed she would likely take a nap after gorging herself on so much barbecue and beer. Still he wondered how common that behavior was in kiri. Regardless his attention would turn back to Blitz as he smiled to him. His tea was half gone now and Blitz hadn't managed to make him spill a drop. Honestly the training was rigged by the taijutsu specialist but he figured at the very least Blitz could learn from the experience. Chances were without the use of chakra or fighting styles Blitz couldn't keep up with him. Not many could in the world. Still he wasn't being particularly cruel. Just a friendly contest as he set about teaching a once allied nation. He hoped this would resolve peacefully as all out war with Kiri would spell the end.

Blitz would crack his neck audibly. Not deterred by the impossible task but instead focusing on the task at hand with all he had. Some would grow frustrated and quit by now but Blitz was determined. Those eyes didn't seem like they could be dissuaded easily. The man had clearly faced more dangerous challenges in life then this. If anything this was a friendly conversation to him. Still the attacks would come in a fairly direct fashion. Utilizing a three point attack. Tengoku would maintain the spring chant style as he began his counters. With each strike Tengoku would flow right back into it. Finding the openings to strike at a point closer to him than Blitz's intended striking points. Targeting the underside of the wrists where the veins connected the hand. Both his strikes would likely be hit with B tier strength to the soft points to direct away the blows in the most effective way and ensure pain in return.

The final attack was an impressive high kick. However it sacrificed balance and had the largest distance to shift from ground to shoulder. Tengoku watched it all calmly as he only used the one hand for all three strikes. This time balling up his fist as he used a straight jab at full power to the inside of the knee as he turned to avoid the blow. Planting his foot and pushing his weight behind it. The strike to the soft point if it connected would not only be painful but likely send his opponent slamming to his back as his weight would be pushed awkwardly above him at B tier strength while he only had one foot down. If given that worked Tengoku would take another sip. One sip left in his cup.

"When in a close quarters fight I imagine you always learned to target the vitals. However there are also hard and soft points. The shoulders, knuckles, knee's and a few more are examples of hard points. I struck you on the insides of your wrists and under your knee....examples of soft points. Hard points always beat out soft points when they collide. So even if I am weaker by a little than my opponent...I can disable their attack if they leave openings like that. Now shall we call it there or do you want one more shot at me?"

The slight sting of rejection from the former was indeed impressive, stopping him and his attack with nothing but ease. Such an opportunity to fight one of the strongest yet he wasn’t ready yet he had seen the full display or what was a display of power from the male before. As such he was inclined to ask such a question after soundlessly stopping the Yuki. Burittsu could only feel the numbing come and go quickly from where he was hit, such a shinobi willing to train him. Yet meeting the standards he wanted to see from the young male was something he could only practice and focus on if he wanted to achieve such a feat. Burittsu leaned back a little letting the pain itself filter through his senses and body before cracking his neck.

The brief pause allowed him to hear the snoring of his clan member with a sight of towering plates and a fully devoured course set of meals that were for the three in particular. Relaxing with his head down he could only crack a smile and laugh a little before dragging his body to an empty chair upon the table. Sighing to himself the male was a key element to the village and a fighter in such regards as well. Cracking his neck again he realized this was only the end of his training with this male lifting up his left hand Burittsu gave his response in silence. As he stretched and cracked his limbs he bowed his head in thought wondering if such training would aid him.

Yet with the recent outburst of his village he could only expect the unexpected with the food gone and the empty plates that remained. Burittsu could only wait in silence for another course of food to come if such was a possibility yet he doubted that the other would go hungry with only tea to settle in his system. The Yuki knew the limits of his body and the potential he had compared to such a shinobi; it was on a whim these results occurred as such with no violence or destruction. Playing the long game as he got to know the village and its residents he also now got an opportunity to get close to one of their strongest. Smiling to himself he could only enjoy the moment that was given to him before asking a question to the shinobi.

“We’re done. Since we have no representation to include we are innocent and have no need of whatever the village has done. What can be done to prove we bear no intent of hostile takeover on your land? As allied nations go, isn't there something that can prove our innocence?”

Sitting back on the chair as he looked across the table of scraps and dirty plates, truly the beast of a shinobi ate the food. Not even leaving a scrap for her clan leader or the former Kage of the village in turn this made him chuckle a little bit as a laugh escaped his breath. Bouncing off the walls of the room before he returned to his silence. Indeed he was aware of his situation but with nothing done wrong in the manner he feared nothing else would occur. Awaiting for an answer while looking over each plate to find something to at least take a bite in she truly took the opportunity to finish off the dinner.

“….”

Tengoku would watch as the young man gave in and did not wish to attempt again. He drank the last of his tea and would settle into his own seat again. A smile playing on his face. True it hadn't been a real battle and it hadn't been something Blitz specialized in. It had in fact been leaning towards Tengoku's favor for the whole practice. Still he had needed to rely on the spring chant stance at one point. To ensure his victory. He would feel he had implanted the thought into Blitz's mind successfully that Tengoku was not an easy man to be trifled with. That had there been intention to start a war that it would be costly to them. Really it had been the whole goal of the imprisonment. Still he would glance to the serving staff. They would bow their head and clear the table before a couple of plates of caramel crepes and a strawberry frappe for each of them. Allowing the young lady to sleep as their desert was provided. Perhaps not the best of meals but a nice after work out treat. Still he would listen as Blitz would speak before glancing between him and the woman. Speaking with a warm tone.

"Having sat with you young master of the Yuki clan I find you impulsive and rash. But there is enough sanity in you that I am certain you had nothing to do with this. Nor your....compatriot. Please....enjoy your desert. In the morning I will have made arrangements for you to gather your belongings and leave this land. However I would encourage you to stress our displeasure to your superiors and have them ensure this not happen twice."

From there Tengoku would make some small talk as they ate their deserts. He would feel this went rather well before ending with a glass of water for each of them before retiring himself to spend some time with his comatose sister in the forbidden wing. The serving staff would clear the table again before guiding/hauling their guests to their rooms. In the morning Tengoku would send out written orders to release them and their belongings. If Airi had an issue with it he would take her chastising him. However he saw no real reason to keep these two locked within his home. If he did the woman likely would eat him out of house and home.

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The sight of new servings being brought and the answer he was given it had seemed the former Hokage enjoyed a little bit of the entertainment he brought. Yet being young and aggressive had its advantages he made it clear that he wasn’t enjoying the experience that the leaders of the village were giving him. With Kaida asleep she missed the hearing of good news due to the fact she ate most of everything to be offered Burittsu only entertained the male. By enjoying what was given something unique and different such food that he never tasted before. Yet this land was different from that of Kirigakure, such food that greeted them.

The joys of the land and the time he spent in the village was indeed a fulfilling experience for himself. As he looked upon his dessert yet he took account of the notes that were made from the exchange of conversation. Simply eating his whole plate as a snack before placing the dish upon the table he quickly showed the satisfaction of the sweet. Before standing up and making his way to the sleeping maiden Burittsu picked her up and threw her on top of his shoulders carrying the deadly shinobi with only a smile upon his face.

Thinking long and hard about the words of the paladin he could only hope this little meeting would carry on to better and more friendly meetings in the future. Yet this was all the hope of a shinobi who just met the real challenges of the real world such a figure who rested in the lands and yet the others who he met before him had such promise. Chuckling in enjoyment of how it went he doubted he would be the sort to even negotiate such peace but somehow he did. Talking in the future would be hard, especially representing his people and nation but in fact he managed to prove that the savages of the mist had some heart when it came to their allegiance.

Walking off into the corridors and disappearing into the night he set off to place the sleeping monster in her own bed as he found his own for the remainder of their stay. Resting both their bodies for the trip back home and for a nice long conversation with the figure heads of the village. Indeed a lot of questions would be raised but the main was did they know the outcome of the situation that could have occurred. Sighing a little Burittsu made himself comfortable and attempted to sleep with his last thought of that being his sword.

“Samehada…”

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