A Book {P NKILL}

Lyria had no idea why she was still in Iwa. She had just finished a mission there and was supposed to be back at Kiri yesterday. She sighed. The girl was too tired to run all the way back to Kirigakure, so she had sent a message saying that she would be late and not to worry. She looked around the village and found herself looking at a kid who was looking at some books. She tilted her head to the side in confusion. Shouldn't he be playing a game with some other kids? Since when did young boys read? Lyria walked over, and--the curiosity getting the best of her--said hello. "Um.. Hi there. What'cha up to?" She said. The girl really had nothing better to do.

Wasurete would turn. Noticing the Headband that the woman wore. Meaning they were not from the village. So they wouldn't know the fact that wasurete was 'Supposedly' Deaf. Though this would be dis proven when he turned. Opening the book. Revealing fresh ink and his pen. He would also say a whisper "Got any ideas..."

The girl blinked. He was... a writer? What an odd kid. She shook her head. "I'm afraid I don't have any ideas for you." She said quietly. Lyria didn't really enjoy talking to people, so this was a bit uncomfortable for her. She was grateful that he was just a kid and not her age, or she'd really be in trouble. "Are you training to become a shinobi..?" She asked, trying to break the silence. She figured he was, because most civilian kids would be playing. Unless he was just the odd one out.

Wasurete would shrug. And point towards the two katana upon his back "Mmhm..' He would say Picking up his ink pen and writing more onto the pages. He would ponder, By staring into the air "Are you a shinobi..." He would say. Staring at the book, Wondering if it would end up selling in the end of all of this.