A Day in the life of Kino {IO, training.}

Kinominki, or as most other’s called him due to it being far shorter than his name, Kino, was sitting on the edge of his bed, thinking. He was thinking of training, what would he be doing? He had quite a few options in mind, all of which he could do in one day. Though he had to consider them, which would he do first? What time was perfect to perform said training? He was currently arranging his schedule for the day, making sure he had enough time to do all the training today, and whatever he couldn’t do, or whatever he never made to, he would do tomorrow, when he had the time. It was currently only seven in the morning, he had plenty of time for training today, though he was using said time to plan rather than act. He still needed to do a few things before he would head out, such as getting dressed and feasting upon breakfast. He sighed, as he began to stand up, he was ready for the day, and had it all planned out.


He got up and began to walk up towards his closet, which was located to the right of his bed. It was a slide open closet, rather simply. It could slide right into a open, hollow space in the wall, built specifically for the door. Inside there was a variety of clothing in a variety of colors. He pulled out a sleeveless shirt. It was black and had the Uchiha clan’s symbol on the back of it. He then pulled out some dark colored pants which were quite similar to jeans. They were a dark blue color, with two pockets on the sides but none on the back. It had loops for a belt, also. He put on the belt, not for holding up his pants, but instead for holding up a pouch which could be used to hold throw-able projectiles, usually they would be sharp. He had a Kunai held in there, nothing more. He only had the Kunai.




He grabbed the Kunai, and pulled it out of the pouch. He was gripping onto it’s handle somewhat tightly as he began to remember where he had obtained the Kunai. He had gotten it from one of his four students. He had gotten it from Hikarishi, whom of which was also an Uchiha, a member of Kino’s family. He had gotten the Kunai from beating the boy in a fight, though it was meant more so as a spar. The boy threw a Kunai at the one known as, well, Kino didn’t remember who he had masqueraded as really. Kino ended up cutting the boy accidentally, though he had earned his third tomoe. Something for the boy to be proud of, earning the third tomoe of the sharingan was quite the accomplishment in Kino’s own opinion, which usually didn’t matter in the world of shinobi.




He placed the Kunai in the pouch, he returned it to it’s home. He began to think of his other three students. Each were on his genin squad, the only one who was not was Hikarishi, he was a rather unofficial student under Kino. His other three students were named Itami, Mezurashii, and Nakara. Itami and Mezurashii both seem average on the social part, and are rather skilled shinobi. Nakara’s more quiet, though he’s on par with the other three students. Kino began to remember the few missions he had been on with his official students, two simple low ranking missions. One E ranking mission, and one D ranking mission. The D ranking one was simple patrolling, they reported nothing, well, almost everyone on the team reported nothing. Mezurashii reported a stalker, though he assumed she was talking about the animal she was with, and wasn’t with at the beginning of the mission.



He’s had a team meeting with his three students about four times, two including the missions they were hired for. The other two were different meetings. The first one was they had ever had, was mainly greeting each other. Kino had taken them out for ramen that day, he had managed to obtain some information of their skills as they chatted among each other. The next meeting that wasn’t a team mission was a training session. KIno had given the three official students the bell test, two passed. Those two were Nakara, and Itami. Itami had passed first, when Kino purposefully left the bell on the ground after Itami managed to prove himself as somewhat skilled enough to pass the test. Nakara the same, though he was fighting a shadow clone rather than the real Kino, and he was with Mezurashii.




He sighed, as he began to close his closet door. He was dressed now, all except for one, minor detail. He began to walk over to a stand next to his bed, his nightstand. On it there was a headband, laying folded, it’s metallic plate aimed up at the ceiling. On the metallic plate was the symbol of Konohagakure, which notified anyone who saw it that Kino was a shinobi loyal to Konohagakure. His rank couldn’t be given out unless he wore an outfit belonging to Jounin, then his rank could be given up somewhat immediately. Though he often wore normal clothing for when it came to missions or training, therefore allowing others who do not know to assume that he is no more than a genin, giving him the advantage for when it came to a fight.



Kino walked out of his bedroom and into the hallway of his house. His house.. Kino began to remember when he had first come to Konohagakure. He was a missing nin at the time. No, he did not want to become a missing nin, the title was rather forced onto him. It had started sometime after the attack on Sunagakure, launched by who knows who. Kino certainly didn’t, nor did he care to. It was about a few weeks after that when his father took Kino outside of the village gates and near the village of Konohagakure. He was taken to a forest, where his father would attempt to ‘kill’ Kino, at least that is what Kino had, at the time anyways, believed. After the fight, he had managed to hear some of his father’s final words. It was no more than a test, all of it. The entire near death experience nothing more than a test, all to test if Kino was an Uchiha, if he was able of inheriting the sharingan as his kekkei genkai. Which he did, the scare of the near death experience in a fight to the death with his father had knocked two tomoe into Kino. After that, he wandered. He was soon kidnapped sometime after the fight, when Kino was attempting to wander to Kirigakure, seeing as he couldn’t return to Sunagakure due to the fact that he had killed one of their medical ninja, one of the more skilled at that. During the process of being kidnapped, he had the third tomoe knocked into him. Kino wasn’t aware as to how, but he was thankful that his kidnapper wasn’t there when he awoken, and that he had managed to travel to Kirigakure. He didn’t enjoy finding it, well, he didn’t enjoy learning of it’s fate. Kirigakure was sunk. Literally, sunk. There was no more island to where Kirigakure was once located. The invaders must have been quite powerful, either that, or there was a natural disaster. After wandering the world a bit more, he decided to find a new home. He went for Konohagakure, the only other place he could find in the world. He had met with the Hokage, and then had become a Jounin of Konohagakure. He sighed, remembering the past. Out of all he remembered, only a few seconds had passed since he had stood up. He sighed, remembering entering his new home for the first time. He had quite a bit of decorating to do, though it paid off, he had a new nice home where he could live by himself in peace.




He began to walk towards his kitchen, which had no wall between there and his living room. There was no wall blocking it off, there was only a small counter, a little more than half way across from wall to wall. He entered through the opening and onto the tiled flooring. He began to walk to some cabinets. He opened them, grabbed them by their two handles and pulled. Inside there was a variety of cereal brands. He grabbed his more favored cereal brand. It was in a yellow, golden like box that was rather plain. The cereal itself was rather good, however. At least it was in his own opinion. He opened the brand new box, and took out a bowl from another set of cabinets. He began to lift the box and lean it towards the bowl, the cereal pieces began to pour into it. He stopped once it was nearly full, and smiled. He closed up the box, and put it back to where it belonged. He walked over to his fridge and grabbed a bottle of milk. He went back over to the bowl, and began to pour the liquid into the bowl of cereal. It was nearly overflowing, he sighed as he put the bottle back. When he began to walk back over, he grabbed a spoon from the drawer. He ate it there, savoring the honey coated pieces of cereal. They were quite delicious. After about five minutes of feasting upon breakfast and savoring the taste of the honey coated pieces of cereal, he put his bowl, which was nearly completely empty other than an extremely small puddle of milk in his sink. He normally did this, he would leave an empty bowl or plate in his skin so he can clean them all at once later on in the day.



He stretched for a minute, letting his muscles relax before he would go out and begin his training. He sighed, as he moved out of his home. He was heading for his front door, which was in his living room. He opened it. He had to first unlock his door, there were three different locks. One was uptop, attached to his door and wall by a chain. He had to slide it out of the special lock. He then went down to just above his door knob, above it there was a lock that could be twisted to the left to unlock. He then unlocked the last one which was on the doorknob itself. He grabbed his keys and put them into his pant’s pocket, and opened the door by twisting it’s knob over to the left. His wrist turned with it, seeing as he had grabbed a hold of the knob and was using it to twist it as well.



He went outside and noted the weather. It was nice. The sun was shining brightly in the light blue sky. There was a breeze, a nice, cool breeze that moved calmly past him every few minutes or so. There was a bit of dirt being kicked up by the wind too, being blown up by the gentle breeze. It seemed peaceful, Kino thought as he looked up into the light blue sky. The special color the sunrise gave the morning sky was gone, as it was nearly eight in the morning now. There were very few clouds in the sky. There was at most, from what Kino could see currently in the sky, three clouds which were nowhere near the sun. It was going to be a peaceful day indeed, perfect for training. The thing though, is that Kino would have been training no matter the current weather. He would have done it through rain or snow, though wouldn’t have during a tornado..



He began to head down the street in the Uchiha district, he was going to be headed for the training grounds. Training Ground Eleven. He had an idea of what he would be doing first for training, nice, simple, target practicing. He would be using the only Kunai he had in his pouch, though he could always go over and get it, no worries on that, he wasn’t using it only to never see it again. He would simply walk over to the target and go pick up the Kunai, go back, and try again. It was rather simple for training, though he had only planned on doing this for a short period of time.




He headed down the dirt streets of Konohagakure. There were very few people out, he wanted to get out before there had been people coming outside. He sighed, and assumed he had taken too much time. The people outside were presumably heading to work, taking their children to school, out playing a game, or heading out for a nice morning breakfast. He wandered past a park, where he noted a small group of somewhat young children playing at. They were playing shinobi, by the sound of it, a game Kino often played with his friends as children when they were still alive, around the age of four or six or so. He sighed as he began to remember the old days in Kirigakure.



He soon reached the training grounds. He was grinning as he began to enter to see an empty field all to himself. He began to walk forward and take note of the area. It was large, and out in the open, just outside the gates. There were multiple dummies set out for target practice, which was what Kino would be doing first. He saw one, near a rock, and began to walk over to it, about fifteen meters away. He stopped there, at the fifteen meter mark. He took out his Kunai, in a rapid fashion and swung it over to his side, keeping a grip on the handle. He swung his arm forward, and aimed the Kunai at the target as he released. It flew forward rapidly, and hit just beneath the bullseye. He sighed, he missed his target, in a way. He was aiming at the bullseye mark, rather than near it. In the real world, in battle, you can’t just be ‘oh, it nearly hit it’s target. Good enough, now Imma go get something to eat.’ cannot indeed. You had to hit your target, kill it, or die trying. Kino didn’t like the idea of dying while trying, so he is working on his aim at the moment. He walked fifteen meters forward, and took the Kunai which pierced the wooden target. He then walked back fifteen meters and threw it again. He listened as the Kunai began to cut the wind as he began to continue to fly forward rapidly as it flew towards it’s target. It hit, just above. He sighed once more, yet again lecturing himself about the ‘you can’t hit close enough, you can only get a bullseye.’ as he began to walk forward and get the Kunai. He walked back once more, and turned around and threw the Kunai. The cutting sound it was making grew slightly louder as he continued to go at it. The Kunai continued to cut the wind and Kino continued to listen. This was a great way of telling if an attack is coming, even if you aren’t searching for an incoming attack. More projectile weapons thrown give off a sound of the wind being cut. This gives them up rather quickly, allowing for people to counter depending on their speed.



It hit the bullseye. He grinned as he began to walk forward and pick up the Kunai knife. He pulled it from the target, noting that one bullseye meant nothing if he was attacked by a group and only got one bullseye and missed the rest. That would result in him being killed by those he missed. He sighed, taking the Kunai and traveling back. He wanted to get a few more bullseye before finishing this training session with his aim. After this he had Jutsu training planned. He walked back fifteen meters and aimed his Kunai knife, and then launched it. He watched it flying forward, at the same time he was listening for the sound of the wind being cut. It was rather noticeable, the wind being cut that is. He sighed, bullseye. He grinned as he once more went over to pick up the Kunai, that was enough for now, he figured at least. He looked up at the position of the sun, it was about an hour until noon. He continued to grin, he had plenty of time to continue his training and eat some lunch. He could do a bit of some jutsu technique training before heading off to lunch.



He walked over to the Kunai knife one final time. It was still pierced into it’s target, into the bullseye. It remained there up until the point to where Kino grabbed it’s handle, and took it out. He returned it to it’s pouch. He sighed, he hadn’t used up too much energy so far. He began to look at a large rock. perfect he thought in his head, giving himself his own opinion. He began to form a series of hand signs, a series for a minor ranking technique. The jutsu was a C ranking one. This was a common technique among the Uchiha clan. This technique was used to test the Uchiha clan member, to see if he or she was mature enough for the sharingan. At least that was what his father had told Kino. He sucked in a small breath of air, then blew out a fire ball. Fire Ball Jutsu. He watched as a sphere of flames headed in the direction of the rock. He was no longer blowing, he no longer had any reason to, the flames were flying at the target now. Once it hit, he saw flames trying to engulf the rock, though it was too large and the flames simply disappeared. When the smoke from the flames disappeared, he noticed a small crater in the rock. It wasn’t too large, probably a simple few inches into it. He smiled, it was what was needed. He remembered training this technique for the first time, in Sunagakure with his father. Sunagakure.. he thought in his head. It had been a while since he had visited the sandy hell. Well, maybe it wasn’t hell, perhaps his father simply made the place hell for him. He sighed, and grinned. Perhaps he could one day revisit the village.. no.. no he couldn’t do that, he decided.. not after killing one of their shinobi.




He continued to perform the technique, aimed out into the air though. He was aiming up, to avoid damaging anything else in the training grounds. The searing heat of the fire ball technique sometimes got to Kino, he felt the temperature rising whenever he had used the technique, though his clothing never caught aflame or anything.



He sighed, noting the sun was in the middle of the sky. It was noon, time seems to have passed by quickly. He began to walk towards the village, he was slightly tired, though using five techniques, all of which being the C ranking fire ball technique.


He dashed for the village gates, entering quickly and slowing down. He was headed for a ramen bar now. He often ate lunch at Ramen bars, seeing as they were somewhat cheap and made rather good ramen. Considering right now he wanted a quick, cheap meal, he had a feeling for ramen, a nice small bowl or two so he can get back to training. Lunch would also reenergize Kino, it would allow for his stamina return to normal levels and it would also allow for his chakra to rest. He was imagining a bowl of ramen now, a nice, steaming bowl with a piece of ham or beef, perhaps even both..


The thoughts were making Kino’s mouth water, so he decided to stop thinking about it and hurry up and dash for the Ramen shop. He saw quite a few people on the way, the streets were growing slightly more populated as he traveled. People were up and awake now, less people were sleeping in at the moment, and more were going outside and doing things, presumably most being shinobi having somewhere they needed to be.



Soon enough he had reached the ramen shop, he could smell some ramen being prepared as he approached the shop. There were a few customers as well, sitting on the stolls, located at the counter, making their order and sitting and eating. He saw a bit of steam from other people’s bowls, as he would take his sit and think over the menu he’s memorized quite well. As the man who prepared the ramen approached, he began to speak. “What would you like?” The man said, “I’ll simply have what I usually order, thank you.” Kino replied to the man, ordering his ramen.



He waited, growing hungrier due to the scent of freshly cooked ramen surrounding him. There was also the smell of cooking ham, beef, and other sorts of meat. He had simply remained there, patient. When the man came back out, he noticed him carrying a bowl of ramen. Kino put a smile on his face, as he recognized what was in the bowl, it was what Kino had normally eaten when over at this ramen shop, as, according to his own opinion, this shop makes the bowl he ordered quite well, near perfect in his own opinion. Though he always told them it was perfect when they asked.



The bowl was placed in front of him. “Thank you.” Kino said, minding his manners and thanking the man for the food presented. The man left after being paid, off to finish preparing another meal for another paying customer. Kino didn’t pay attention to that, though, he simply put all his focus, minus his hearing, towards his ramen. He picked up some chop sticks, and began to pick up a small bunch of noodles. He picked them up, as he did steam would rise from the boiling water within the bowl. It wasn’t necessarily boiling, more so hot enough to where it just finished boiling. There were a few slices of meat in the bowl of ramen. Some pieces underneath the ramen. There were two slices of meat on top. There was a piece of beef and a piece of ham, each looking nice and juicy, perfect for the meal. He slowly brung the noodles up to his mouth. He blew on it, allowing for it to cool off. He put the noodles in his mouth, and began to suck them in. Some remained hanging outside of his mouth, holding onto the ones that were already in side his mouth. He sucked them in, quickly, and began to chew. The meal was good, the ramen being properly seasoned, not something you really see in most Sunagakure ramen shops. Least they didn’t season them well enough, in Kino’s opinion. Always either too much or not enough. The meat was good too, a nice touch that Sunagakure lacks. They always were cheap with the meat, never putting enough in.



After finishing, he slowly rose from his seat, and traveled back to the training grounds. Less people were on the streets, they presumably arrived at their destinations. He was dashing towards the training fields, not really caring about how much energy he had wasted. He attempted to practice using his Chakra Sensory skill, he would sense the people in the buildings next to the streets, There were a few in each, one or two, sometimes even three. The houses had a bit more people, around four or five depending on how many children or visitors were in. He continued to practice, attempting to stretch the Chakra Sensories range. His original range on the chakra sensory was thirty meters. It seemed to have increased greatly, at first he noticed it’s range was fifty meters, and now, it was stretching for exactly one hundred meters. It was a rather strange thing, though he assumed it was the progress of training.



Soon enough he had arrived at the training grounds once more. he walked over to where there was a large lake, stretched quite the distance. He could only just barely see the other side. The perfect place for training, in his own opinion. Things would be less destructive if he would begin training here. He began to look out at the lake, it was nice, peaceful even. He sighed, noting a fish that had disturbed the peaceful view. It jumped out of the lake, and splashed into the lake, creating a small sound, but smalls waves rippled through the lake for a great distance. He preferred the view of a nice flat, calm lake, with no disturbances. Though there was no real use in the view, it would be ruined, the peacefulness would anyways, in a moment.



He began to perform a series of hand signs, he had gotten a nice rest from the lunch break and was ready to begin training once more. This series was for no minor technique, this was a high ranking technique he was preparing for. He took in a slightly deep breath, as he began to finish his hand signs slowly. He blew out in a rapid breath, the air around him heating up slightly greatly. The temperature rose, not enough to kill though. A giant fire ball blew out, this was an A ranking technique. Great Fire Annihilation. He thought, as the fire flew towards the distance, flying out away from Kino, and reaching half way across the lake. He stopped blowing and the flames slowly disappeared, there was a small fire on top of the lake. Kino watched as it slowly disappeared. He sighed, he was finished with his jutsu training, for now anyways. Now he needed to work on his fighting skills, his strength and speed. He hadn’t planned this far through, though. He could either jog around the forest, or perhaps the village, or he could practice his fighting style. He began to ponder a bit.




He walked back over to the training field, into the center of it. He was waiting, thinking. He hadn’t quite decided yet, and then he noticed the time. It was nearly five in the afternoon. He sighed, he was running out of time to train. He began to perform a series of hand signs, as soon as he had decided. This was a variant of the cloning technique, the E ranked clone technique that was taught to academy students nationally.



A large poof of cloud surrounded Kino. As the wind began to slowly push the clouds away, he noted the amount of clones he had just created. Well over fifty When he took a head count he got sixty, he knew how many he had at the beginning, though was practicing for when he was ambushed in real life. He began to use his right hand, which was curled up into a fist, and punch it into his open palm. He smiled, “Let’s go.” He said, eyeing one clone who charged forward. He punched it’s face, it disappeared in a poof of smoke. Another clone charged, this one had a Kunai knife. He charged low, keeping his body close to the ground as he ran. It’s Kunai was beneath it’s body, the knife part being pointed at the target, the original Kino. Kino jumped up, flipping over, and landing the plam of his right hand onto the clone’s head. It’s head was pushed onto the Kunai Knife. It’s neck was cut, Kino began to grin. These clones had very little skill.. after considering the insult he noticed he was insulting his own skills.



Three more clones charged at Kino, each wielding a Kunai Knife. They wouldn’t harm Kino should he fail to counter attack or fail to dodge. They would poof away right before cutting Kino. He continued to deal the blows to the clones, each one going either high or low, aiming for Kino’s legs or head. This was mainly how Kino fought, he noted this in his head and decided he needed to change tactics soon enough. Less than twenty were defeated after a few minutes, possibly ten. He continued to pant heavily, he was growing quite tired, though couldn’t quit now. He continued to take out the clones one by one, either punching them in the face, tripping them, or kicking them in the gut. He was attempting more mid body attacks so that he could change up his style a bit, to better increase his skills in basic Taijutsu. He wasn’t too skilled in Taijutsu, in fact he preferred range fighting via ninjutsu or genjutsu more than he preferred up close fighting of any category. The only reason he trains himself in Taijutsu is due to the fact that he knew that on occasion an enemy would appear whose skill is up close melee fighting, Like Gaki, for example. Kino was weak against Taijutsu due to the fact that he had no skill in it. Sure, he could always counter the Taijutsu with Ninjutsu or Genjutsu, but if he was running low on chakra, he would have to resort to more physical means of combat.



All clones were soon destroyed, the original Kino was left there, standing in the middle of the field, panting heavily, after all, he had just defeated sixty clones who were barely holding back. Each having weapons as well, and Kino didn’t use his Kunai knife. He believed he had passed his own training session for the day, one out of all the training he did today remained, a jog through the village. He placed both plams of his hands on his legs, and began to slow his breathing down. After his breathing calmed a bit, and he was more relaxed, he went off towards the village, dashing towards it. His arms were hanging back behind him, he let them free, and didn’t bother moving them, he let the wind carry them back a bit, though they would continue to follow close behind. He dashed through the village gates and into the streets, it was late. THe sun was only a few minutes from setting, Kino needed to get home so he could meet his training requirements, the last thing planned was to be home before sundown. He took to the roof tops, jumping on top of a small building. It was the ramen shop he had came to for lunch. He dashed across, it wasn’t too large, or wide for that fact. The building in front of him was much taller than the ramen shop, it was maybe three stories opposed to the ramen shop’s single floor. Kino jumped up after dashing a few feet forward. He began to flip forward, his feet landing onto the wall of the building. He focused his chakra to allow himself to balance on the wall without falling.He began to dash forward, up the wall. There was about twenty feet up from where he was to the roof top of the building. He noted the building’s color, it was a white and brown color. Once he was close enough to the roof top, he leaned forward, and used his hand to grab the edge of the roof top. He released his chakra, letting it grow weaker. He lifted his feet away from the wall, and slowly climbed up onto the building. He had only a few more blocks to go, before he could quit his training for the day and lay down, eat, and retire for the night. He continued to dash across the large roof topped building. Soon enough when he grew closer to the edge, where he then jumped up and would flip forward, jumping over the slightly minor distance. There were small gaps between the buildings he was jumping over, considering the fact that he wasn’t jumped over a street, just simple alleyways. He continued to jump over the roof tops. Soon enough he had arrived at home, his roof top’s home in the Uchiha district. He sighed, taking a moment of relief, he was heavily exhausted.



He jumped down, off his roof top. He landed on his feet, and began to walk over towards his front door. He reached into his pocket, and grabbed his keys. He began to search through the very few amount of keys, noticing his house’s key right away. He inserted it, and unlocked his door. The top lock, which couldn’t be opened from the outside was already unlocked. The two other locks were locked, however, but easily opened with the keys he had.



He walked in, and turned around to lock his door. It was nice and peaceful outside, the sunset was currently giving the sky the usual colors it gave it around this time. Most of the time he could see the sky turning orange or pinkish, depending on how many clouds he assumed, whenever the sun began setting to the other side of the world.



He walked over to his kitchen, where he would grab a pot and begin filling it with water. He then put said pot on his stove, and began to warm up. He placed a pack of noodles in there, after taking them out of the wrapper they were contained in. He would allow for the ramen to boil a bit, before he would stir and mix in the flavoring.




He began to walk over to his couch, where he would sit, and rest. He would listen to the boiling ramen bubble up, not close to overflowing. He was currently waiting on it to finish. He was sitting there and thinking. He had three elements, otherwise known as Nature Releases. Fire, a common nature release among the Uchiha clan. And then two more, Wind and Earth release. They were both useful in their own ways, but Kino didn’t really use the two as often as he had to with Fire release. Wind was a great offense, and earth was quite good when mixed in with a few extra strategies.



He began to hear his ramen boiling, it was nearly done now. he grinned, and began to stand up. He walked towards his kitchen, grabbing a wooden spoon on the way, to stir the ramen with. he put the spoon in the pot, and began to stir it, after turning off the heat. He was allowing the ramen to separate, seeing as the ramen was originally sealed together, frozen to the point to where it was hard to separate. At the same time he was pouring in the flavoring, beef and pork flavoring. It was his preferred flavoring, over shrimp and other sorts of packed ramen flavors.



The flavor was mixing in now, he began to take out a spoon full and put it in a small bowl. It was made of a material Kino didn’t know of, but most usually had this kind of bowl in their drawers or cabinets, which ever they kept silverware in.


He got out a fork as well, and began to eat at the counter top. He was slurping up the noodles, eating the hot food down quickly, he wanted to sleep. He was nearly out of energy, he could hardly remain awake. He had decided to do dishes tomorrow night, and clean up tomorrow, then sleep again tomorrow. He looked back at the training he had done today, quite a bit. From the physical exercises, to the other types, practicing jutsu and improving his aim. With his stove turned off, his ramen eaten, and his dishes in the sink, he went off to his bed, where he would remain for the next twelve or so hours.



{6k words. 30 stats, 60 JP.}

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