Tanjiro opened the door to his small two-room apartment, and then stepped aside to let the three other shinobis following him inside. He blushed slightly when he realized what dissarray the place actuallt was in; he had never noticed before, since he never really cared about what people thought.

It somehow felt a little different with the envoys ( Read more... )

It has been three days, twelve hours, and fourty-seven minutes since we left. Saiyomi noted, staring at a brass pocketwatch, kept on her person out of both habit and a need for strict schedule. Noticing the bubbling in the pot she was tending, she called out to her blonde counterpart in a slightly raised yet impassive voice. "Hyouden-sama, our meal ( Read more... )

Tsuyu Hyouden stood placidly in front of her superior and slowly began to grow angry. What was this shit, anyway? Everyone knew she didn’t do the whole partner thing. In fact, she would outright refuse if this mission was not so important to Kirigakure ( Read more... )

Tomeo Ippuu, Kirikage's official mission handler and general go-fer, was busy rolling a small, sealed scroll with his fingers absentmindedly, looking thouroughly bored as he addressed the hunter-nin before him. He outranked him, to be certain, but his job wasn't exactly something you could muster up particular joy about. It kept him, for the most ( Read more... )

When tanjiro finally awoke again from his usually deep slumber (his brother often scolded him for sleeping so deep, he said it was a bad habit for a shinobi who wanted to live past his 20th birthday) he felt a lot better. As he sat down to eat a (very late) breakfast, he finally took his time to read through the scroll he had gotten earlier ( Read more... )

Golden eyes peered up in awe at the towering front gates of the Hidden Village of the Leaf. Being that her own village was small and without a true Kage of its own, Moujako was not used to such splendor. Yes, she'd been here once before. But it was hard to get used to such grandoise structures ( Read more... )