Kozata decided to go out for a short jog. He left his house, and walked down to the seaside. The day was cool, as always, and even though the sun shone through the mists, the Tyndall effect used diffraction to ensure that none of the light or heat really made the environment around him hotter than was normally the temperature in Kirigakure. Yes, the mist, which was made up of water, soaked up the heat like a sponge, while the droplets of mist dispersed the light, so that the village was never really a bright place to live. However, it was fine for an unconcerned young genin trying to find his way in life.
Well, he thought as he jogged along the sand. Today was a good day to do nothing. Besides, this job was excellent! Kozata could almost feel his muscles ripping and repairing as he went, making him stronger. Getting strong now! He began to sing. Won't be long now! He felt a mental slap by the mansion, telling him to shut up. Wagh, he supposed he was making a disturbance. However, that didn't stop him from being jubilant as he ran up the steps to a museum.
[Random-ass 200,
1 stat]