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That explanation of everything certainly did not lift up his own spirits, the rather sarcastic responses to his own questions only had the boy wonder what was the point in this whole game. His lip was lightly lined with blood, however at the mention of what the hell did happen to him by Akabyashi. Shiro only gave a small toothy grin, showing off the blood now dripping from his bottom lip even more so.

“I just got into a group fight, although I would have won against them, they just got the drop on me!” He said, which wasn’t necessarily untrue. Although the fact that he somehow got jumped or even got surprised when he had the Byakugan was up for debate. Shiro continued to smile for a moment, his wounds beginning to slowly patch up as his chakra fully flowed throughout his own body, allowing himself to move a bit better now. The slight mention of them being able to find this supposed New Years kid at a bloody orphanage had Shiro befuddled as to why they’d place a super important baby inside of simply an orphanage and not just kill it outright. That specific jutsu that Akabayshi had… It was astonishing. Being able to control a corpse like that, just what kind of ninjutsu was that?! Shiro didn’t really wanna know, or much less, he wanted to know without getting on the doctor's bad side. As it seemed as though they had all decided to help with this whole defending the baby. As even the other Hoshigakure ninja was in agreement on the matter.

Just what the hell was he about to get himself into… Whatever it was, Shiro only gave a slight smirk in response.

“Lead the way, if ya dare!” He shouted as the three of them set off towards the massive warehouse towards the backend of the village. It was totally suspicious that it even was there. However the group were at least able to make it there without too much difficulty. He was able to mostly cover up the amount of blood that had been coming out of him through bandages and the like. The Terumi doctor is not really offering to heal the boy, however Shiro only saw it as that he could survive with the wounds he had on him for right now. It reminded him somewhat of his own mother coming home without too much injury, only to die a few weeks later because of some kind of infection. Which is why Shiro, while walking, was covering most of his wounds with either a part of his jacket. Tearing parts of it to act as makeshift bandages until he could get the proper amount of medical care for his needs. His head still felt slightly sore, his brain was in a state of flowing awe. As though he was stuck in an infinite ocean, being rocked on his small boat while his brain fumbled about in the space of his head.

Shiro immediately noticed the glowing baby, its small cries making it shine on even brighter. The baby was deep inside of the murky deserted warehouse. His hand immediately let go of the black handle of his refined sword, allowing him to fully focus and pinpoint the location of the small child that held a new hope for the world. One that would potentially give forth to a new year, and new opportunities within this world that all of them were living in. The thought of the opportunities that Kirigakure would have if he was able to do something. If he had the clout to say that he was a part of the reason why the near year was able to happen. Maybe that could be what he needed, something to help push himself forwards as a shinobi. Shiro leapt into the warehouse, traversing the area in its small hallways, with other baby’s beginning to let out shrill cries as a result of his own presence. His white hair is almost like a beacon inside of the darkened lights of the warehouse/orphanage. He was able to eventually find the baby and see the glowing light face to face. The Hoshigakure shinobi coming behind him, Shiro slowly walking forwards towards the baby, his eyes scanning the area just in case there were any kind of traps, which luckily for him, or at least for the person who had a trap to spring. That Shiro would most likely react to it coming towards his face. However instead what happened made Shiro nearly roll his eyes at the encounter.

His hands grasping the baby’s own back, hoisting it from the small chipped cradle that it once rested upon. To Shiro and everyone elses shock within the room, a woman suddenly appeared before them cloaked in all white. Shiro could only roll his eyes at the women’s own entrance. While it certainly gave her confidence and somewhat kind of showed her own showmanship. What came out of her mouth next left Shiro annoyed and disappointed that this was the person that potentially got the better of the literal father of time itself.

Villainous quote after threat of skinning them alive was just so boring in the grand scheme of things. Where was the creativity? The slight amount of honor and surprise that the group had managed to even get this far, where was the spectacle of their words? The confidence was there, yet there was simply no type of punch to her words about them or the old man of father time himself. Shiro honestly just felt this was a whole lot of nothing that had wasted both his and almost everyone else's time after the fact. Especially given that she was so adamant about completely ruining their lives above all else. Shiro found this almost sleep inducing, however the black tendrils that came out of the Terumi’s own body. Along with Baby New Year being snatched out of his hand, Shiro immediately drew his blade. The refined katana shining as the moon was fully upon the warehouse. In which the Doctor Akabayashi allowed the two of them to handle this wench with everything that they had. Shiro was ready for the battle against this supposed villain, however what he was able to find out was rather surprising for the Kirigakure ninja. Akaboshi was an Uchiha, and one that had a unique pattern to his own eyes. Just how many others had Dojutsu? Shiro witnesses the ripping of a part of space time itself. Causing Aunti Time to be sucked into something else entirely, away from prying eyes as everything seemed to be taken care of without too much struggle.

A couple of days had passed before them, mainly with resting and recuperating. Yet Shiro’s wounds were barely healed before they had received a letter, requesting that they arrive at a specific location and receive a gift from an anonymous individual. It certainly sounded suspicious. Shiro curled an eyebrow as the other two were very much willing to go, although that only left the young Genin to give a small smile at the level of balls the two of the Hoshigakure ninja had. They certainly were strong. He wondered where that Hikari individual had gone? Perhaps that baby finally was beginning to see the light of day… Whatever it was, Shiro did not want to be near that. When leaving the building, Shiro grabbed another coat, this time with white long sleeves, almost like a blazer or a track suit. As the back of the coat barely went down to his waist. There was a bustling from the crowds as everyone seemed happy that they were able to at least help with the Christmas celebrations. He saw a few people with toys grasped in their small hands, others having new pairs of clothing. While others had new types of gear or even that of weapons. His own sword sheathed on his hip. On his left, that way no one would bump their sheaths into each other while walking. He remembered stories about that, of those that would bump Katana sheaths and have to fight it out.

Yet when the group had fully come towards the location, he was the first one to notice that someone who was completely pale in appearance. Small horns gracing the top of her head, having the trademark Byakugan that all Hyuga seemed to have at birth. Yet she felt different, an unworldly, alien concept to himself. Yet it seemed she wished to test them on their own abilities. His hand immediately grasped his sword, curious about what the hell she meant by test. He felt his hand clench the handle of his own blade. Readying himself for battle against a mere clone of this Otsutsuki. However this was where the true fight was about to begin. Something that Shiro was woefully unprepared for in the grand scheme of things. That Jet of fire surged forth like a raging sea. He didn’t know what he should do, yet everything in his mind was telling him to run, to jump out of the way. Yet here he was, motionless to do anything besides to stand there…

Yet at least he was somewhat saved by the Hoshigakure shinobi… His eyes widened as Akabayshi’s tendrils grabbed ahold of him. Vaulting him high up into the air before slowly placing him back down in order for him to at least try and do something now. It seemed that she could control the terrain, enough to where the ground began to turn into mud, such speed and ease of use of all these different techniques were insane for the young Shinobi to even process. Just what in the world was even going on? Shiro could only think for a moment before it came time for him to really and truly do something, the snow rising upwards allowed him to at least attempt to avoid the mud, using the Lightness skill on his own body. It allowed him to move, dashing from a small little drop of snow to another drop of snow. Shiro’s whole body began to glow with a sudden shift in aura, his eyes widened as he could feel a surge in energy from his own willpower. Something inside of him had awakened in this very moment, something that even coated his own sword inside of a mysterious aura that he had no real idea about. Only that now, he was moving faster, his blade coated now in a light bluish tint, surging with chakra now, as the clone of the women had already fired out her red tinted blades of bone towards that of Akabayashi. Shiro swung his blade three separate times, creating three different waves of crescent slashes. Each of which were five meters in width and 3 inches in thickness and depth, attempting to surprise the Otsutsuki, although it was more or less to see if she could get distracted long enough for the others to do something.

This seemed to be where everything was beginning to fall in place, the training, the spirit, all of it was rising to an immense crescendo of opportunity. Allowing him to fully see and witness just how far he had grown somehow. It was all amazing, from the sheer power and awe that were these ninja from the village hidden in the stars. It had made the young Kirigakure ninja wonder why exactly they didn’t just let him die… Perhaps he was somewhat useful in the long run. That he was useful to them or their nations for some reason, yet this was something else, something that he could use if possible to strengthen himself and learn from these people. The world was beginning to grow, turning into something immense as he could watch the growth of himself… He wondered if perhaps this would be his resting place. In a small minor village away from his home… And with his country.

Perhaps, it was best that he died here, with people who are considerably stronger than himself. As at least with that, he could know that he died with honor.

WC:2027
TWC:4269

Of course, the Hyuga would not need saved. Who here thought the Hyuga would not need saved? They were now floating above a pit of mud slowly. Someone would have had to perform a rescue to pull the brat out of the pit if he had been captured. Akabayashi would send one of his Masked Beasts to pull the kid in case all his ability allowed him to float.. "Good job pulling that head out of your ass kid, I can't protect you and fight this weird clone! So, help if you can otherwise stay back." Shiro would get dropped off a good distance away from the mysterious woman if they chose to enter the fight once more it would be without the Terumi's further aid. It seemed Shiro had choses to fight off their attacker with everything they had, Akabayashi resolved to fight this Otsutsuki with his full attention no more distractions. He would fly away from the Susanoo created by Akaboshi a giant skeletal warrior made of condensed chakra that looked like ethereal flame.

The mystery lady from another dimension did not stop her assault attacks of every element assaulted the group. Many advanced elements as well as she created golems of wood, mirrors of ice, controlled what looked like hills of sand made of gold. The things targeting Akabayashi were wiped out by his truth seeking orbs. The assault would not end unless something were to change. The doctor would make a forest of trees after flying toward the pale woman. The trees would crash into the ground blocking her vision long enough for him to make seals and fire an Empty Disaster beam at her. She of course had to see this coming as after breaking the tree attacking her into splinters she just vanished. Damn her byakugan the doctor thought almost ready to fire another beam. To win they would have to overload her senses.

Making another set of seals a giant golem made of wood with many faces would erupt from the ground. The area had become so badly damaged the golem erupted in a splatter of stone and debris. "We need to attack from two angles at the same time otherwise we won't hit her because of the byakugan. She'll see it all coming we have to do something that she'll see but won't be able to avoid even though she can teleport." The golem would bring its hands down to the ground and with its hand swipe rocks and dirt at the lady as the golem sprinted to move behind her so it could launch its assault. The doctor would wait for Akaboshi to attack with his Susanoo which the doctor would follow up with by slamming the forceful palm of his giant down upon her. The doctor would make seals for another Empty Disaster. She of course teleported and the giant would fire a laser from one of its mouths at her when she appeared. Again a teleport this time the doctor would fire his laser beam once more hitting her, but she wasn't down just hurt and bleeding a lot. It would take one final attack from one of the people there to take her out Akabayashi was spent.

Days after the event Akabayashi was still exhausted and stuck in this cold winter village. At least Christmas was over and new years was saved go him and the team. He would have to order coffee to keep himself warm even with his lack of blood and his body made of strings this place felt cold probably because he knew it should. His mind playing their tricks upon him. Hopefully, this place was almost done with him and he could return to his home or go hunt missing ninja across the world. He had a feeling there would be many of them to hunt. They hadn't been attacked recently and he needed to keep his skills sharp and teleportation worked best over distances to get to those places. He would probably travel and hunt within the borders. He needed to gather forces for future plans if able Hoshi had been lacking in recruits as of late. With luck he would find some unfortunate souls to bring back to the village hidden in the stars. At last his coffee was ready it was bitter even with all the cream and sugar he had added to it.

All of a sudden with a couple sips of coffee he began to feel weird and it wasn't the drink. The world warped around him and a tugging feeling enveloped his body. He was transported to a world where the sky was below him as you could see through windows and you walked on the ceiling. The gravity was low the doctor's body almost felt weightless each jump he made took forever to land back on the ceiling. The building he was inside was massive. After a bit of time the doctor realized he could walk down the walls and onto the floor below. Once there gravity returned to normal, but you could still walk up where gravity would change once more. This place was fascinating, he wondered what was outside and went to the door something drew him to this location. Hopefully, the aim of this dream would become more clear once he stepped outsidd he encountered familiar faces. "Oh no, does anyone know how we escape this place?" It wasn't long before a strong golden light descended from the sky a pinata of all things. "Are we supposed to beat it with sticks? Is that our mission today, that will be easy." It didn't seem to like those words as it began to growl. A pinata, a pinata was growling and ready to attack. The doctor would make a black reciever rod and prepared to beat the candy out of the damn llama pinata. This pinata had some fight in it though it spit at the makeshift club in the doctors hand and it began to dissolve. Damn, things spit was made of acid great. He dropped the rod, of course this wouldn't be easy it never was easy with these things.

The pinata didn't move as it stared down its opponents, ready to take them all on. It was always one strange activity after the other with this place. First a bunch of people trying to get him to steal some special dolls, then the morons sticking their tongues to poles, then the whole thing where Santa was the client, followed by Father Time, who was mad with Aunt- Itime. Clever name there. Then the mysterious lady who summoned a clone went berserk and then took some blasts to the face. Now it was a vicious pinata that was growling at them and dripping acidic spit onto the ground that made a hissing noise everytime it the drool hit the pavement. Hopefully, this candy stuffed golden pinata wouldn't be how he died. Not only would he be disappointed in him, but the village.

The doctor moved to the right and the thing followed him with its eyes and kicked sending a flurry of rock at the doctor with incredible speed. His black threads were able to wrap up the rocks and throw them back with an added spin. The creature got smacked in the jaw putting a small dent into its paper mache body. "Pretty sturdy to be made of paper. You think its a gift from the mysterious lady who attacked us the other day?" It seemed mad at Akabayashi, but did not move focus on one person. "Its attacks are strong, but its mind animalistic. To destroy this thing should not be as difficult as the other days surprise. Being here reminded the doctor about what he missed about Hoshi.

Thing number one he had missed it was not cold. Thing number two the people were not quite as incredibly dumb. Thing three it was familiar too him, he did not get as easily lost there as he did here. Thing four there weren't interdimensional creatures always looking to assault him every frw days or so. He could not wait until this frozen nightmare was ended. He would get so drunk when he returned to his mansion he'd need a new Uchiha liver. At least he'd learned there were interesting people in his dreams. Like that dude who gave him the Jashigan or the lady who had the three eyes including a Rinnegan. He wished to learn more about her and what she meant about him being an Otsutsuki. There was so much wonder to this place, but it all seemed so made up like he was losing his own mind somewhere. Santa, Father Time, Baby New Year, the mysterious alien who plotted all of this, and now the sentient pinata. Likely, another test by the pale woman whose clone was defeated the other day. This dimension was likely within her power and the Doctor hoped once they beat the jelly beans out of her party favor, she would not be showing up to attack them. Without a clone this time of course but they somewhat knew what to expect now and of course so did she.

The pinata would charge the next person to attack it trying to ram them with its body as it thrashed about trying to get a few hoove attacks into the mix as well. If the doctor did not know already that pinatas could not get rabies he would assume this paper creature had it. What looked like foam poured from its mouth as it tried to bite as well. [b]"If it bites you, well I'd get that looked at. Assuming its spit does not just dissolve your arm completely." He would say avoiding more rocks kicked by the damn thing. Luckily, he had moved further away after seeing the speed of the first set of rocks. With the proximity of the pinata and another ally it was harder to use an attack that would not just hit both. He'd start with lightning beast tracking fang it surged from his palm after making the seals on a direct trajectory to the llama, but the llama moved and the doctor changed its course to avoid hitting someone else. It ran at another person making precision once more important. After making seals for wood release wood dragon the creature would race toward the pinata this time the wooden dragon got a llama kick to the roof of its mouth and it crumbled under the might of that attack. It moved towards Akabayashi now and now that the thing had moved away from others he could use more destructive less precise attacks. He began with majestic fire destruction, but the llama flashed its teeth and like a taijutsu user the strength of its body completely withstood the assault upon it. Luckily, his sharingan could see the damn thing rushing. Using True sage Transformation the doctor used the snake like appendages to whip a flying thunder god kunai and he would teleport out of the way just as its disgusting foaming and acid breath almost crushed his arm. The thing looked around confused looking for a new target. Whoever was closest it would run at in a frenzied headbutt. Whatever this thing was physical exertion did not seem to tire it in the slightest.

The doctor would intercept its current path with a fire element Empty Disaster cutting its direct path to the next person avoiding hitting one of the others of course. It stopped in the middle of its charge clearly worried this time about the effects of crashing into such a technique. Previously it simply bull rushed its way past anything in its path. Using its body as a shield to defend against any incoming damage it could sustain. Akabayashi was a man of science and he had to test just how strong this damn thing was. The doctor would make seals for the ninjutsu amplifier and then activating his Rinnegan would pull the pinata in his direction. As he had predicted it did not move an inch off the ground though it did seem concerned at the pulling attempt as it shook its head in defiance launching acid spit all about itself. Well the doctor's hypothesis was correct this thing was more of a taijutsu user than it was anything else. Perhaps one way to deal with its speed was to utilize the bizarre gravity above them. The pinata's jumps would of course be higher than theirs and with the low gravity above its ability to retouch the ground would be a lot slower.

Akabayashi would run up a building using the surface walking technique and jump into the sky hoping the low gravity did not just apply to the building he had walked out of and that the lack of gravity started at any height and did not apply until you hit the ground. Once at the top he would place a flying thunder god mark and jump off the building his descent was slow as gravity was not pulling as hard on him as it would on Earth. The llama saw this as well and jumped at the doctor the force of the candy containers legs carried it far and fast. Luckily the doctor had planned for this as he teleported back to the roof of the building where gravity still had control. The llama kept moving only stopping its jump once it shattered a glass window found the floor and gravity mattered again. It used the building to jump and propel itself down to the ground. "Maybe, we should get it to jump again and while it falls hit it with everything we have. We should summon our giants to destroy all of the building here then jump off of them. It will attack one of us then we blast it until the candy comes out of the damn thing." The doctor would make seals once the plan was acknowledged by Akaboshi. The seals were gor Wood Release Kanzeon Lotus King and the giant made it prescense known immediately as it fired a beam of electricity at the building the pinata had landed in. The building crashed to the ground and left a pile of broken glass and metal along with a cloud of dust in its wake. The giant would smash its fist and feet into every building the doctor crossed until the llama made its way back this time chasing someone that wasn't him. Every building need not be destroyed for them to accomplish the task, just enough so there wasn't anything for the llama to hit into when it jumped. They could fire at it while it slowly fell to the ground. Akabayashi and Akaboshi had an advantage in a world like this as they could teleport and did not have to rely on hitting something to bring gravity back to normal as they could simply move their forms back to the Earth at a moments notice.

Unlike a movie with kaiju in them these buildings were completely empty void of any life. So there were no screams of panic as building after building fell to the earth adding more to the pile of rubble before them. The pinata required a more elaborate plan to defeat but its lack of intelligence made it very predictable. As a side effect of their actions the pinata had many more things to kick at them with its hooves. A metal beam had smacked the Kanzeon Lotus King in the back of the knee causing the giant to buckle, if Akabayashi had not been attached to the thing he probably would have fallen off and slowly fell down making him a prime target for the llama and its teeth. Where he was currently was far from ideal for the plan to work there were still many buildings ready to be demolished by the wrecking crew. Building after building fell with the llama chasing different people in its heated frenzy. Sometimes a building would fall down upon it or it would crash into and out of a building itself to reach its next target. When most of the buildings were done it was time to end this damn thing.

Taking a kunai the doctor would drop it to the ground and watch it fall slowly. Next the giant would take a baseball pitchers stance and place the Terumi into its palm before throwing the man high and far into the air. If the pinata came for him he would throw marked flying thunder god kunai down and when it was necessary teleport to it. If it went to someone else he would do the same or attack it from the sky if able. The closer he was when it started to fall the better it wouldn't be their only shot at this attack more than likely, but Akabayashi was not interested in tempting fate. Maybe it would wise up after realizing jumping without gravity was a terrible idea. When the llama stopped moving forward it was high in the sky and it began to fall slowly. Making seals the doctor would ready an Empty Disaster and point his finger at it making sure to place the laser where the creature was going rather than where it was currently. Which was rather easy because it fell just so incredibly slow. Akabayashi added the lighting element to the laser if crackled at it shot at the pinata and seemed to tear a hole into its back end where candy seemed to start bursting out and falling as if gravity did apply to its insides. The candy made noise as it hit the earth some landing onto everyone. The llama made llama noises and drolled its acid, but that was slow too. Only it forcing the spit downward had any speed behind it. Hopefully, one of the other two would finish off the insane creature. Once the creature was felled the doctor would wake from his bed in a cold sweat.

He would sit up wiping his head with his arm. Looking about for any sign that Shiro or Akaboshi were somewhere around. This certainly was his home in Hoshi and even though it had been days stuck within his dream it had been a mere couple of hours in the real world. If this were anything like the beach then even though this was a dream it was a shared dream and he could ask Akaboshi about it. He needed to learn more about space and time jutsu to learn how this phenomenon was happening. Though it was more likely to be an elaborate genjutsu than a very powerful extra dimensional technique. He would write a report on his current genjutsu theory to Hoshi suggesting normal genjutsu release could not be used to escape however after completing certain conditions the victim was released automatically. Once, he was down stairs he saw a letter pinned over his fire place. He opened it and it was a letter from Santa Claus thanking him for his service. He tossed it into the fireplace and lit it. "Oh no elaborate genjutsu user I ain't falling for that. Now I have to change my locks great."

WC: 3222
TWC: 6263/6250
Claims: Completing the 4 S rank missions. 44k ryo from mission rewards, 30k ryo from rank rewards, 10k Winter Equinox Tickets, 2x Blank Dice, access to the exclusive boss in the next event, 1 golden ticket. Using 25% max stat discount for all of the following. Using 2063 WC for Rain Tiger At Will v7, 750 wc for Genjutsu Denrei C rank, 750 WC for Demonic Illusion: Flower Garden C rank, 750 for Sharingan Genjutsu C rank, and 1875 WC for Shuriken Shadow Clone . Total: 6188.
Exit.

Going to do a mid-thread claim to make sure I can get the items/rewards in time (WC and ryo will be made together with my exit post)

2,500 Winter Equinox Tickets / 1x Blank Dice (d4)
2,500 Winter Equinox Tickets / 1x Blank Dice (d4)
2,500 Winter Equinox Tickets / Access to a unique boss event during the next event
2,500 Winter Equinox Tickets / 1 “Mythical Item” of the player’s choice (excluding “Black Zetsu Cells”, Bijuu Tickets and LEs)

Approved for both Akabayashi and Akaboshi

So this was how he would have to prove himself, by making sure that he was not killed within the first few moments of this wondrous dance that the four were having together. His blood was flowing, urging him to act, to move, to do something with himself and to help those that were with him through these long and crazy days and nights. Especially given that he was practically and generally speaking an ant in comparison to those all around him. Yet he felt something within him continue to rise up in surprise and in pure determination to see this to the finish line. He would not die, he would not need help from Akabayashi when it came to being helped. Instead he’d jumped right back into the frey, sword drawn with that same purplish blue aura cascading all around the stainless metal that would taste blood on this day. Especially when they were up against that of a practical god in this case. Shimmering with that bluish glow, he’d dash around all over the place now, keeping track of the fact that she was controlling so many different elements, most of which were advanced enough that they put the Hyuga on edge. Yet there was that level of excitement, that level of pure unadulterated fun to be had at witnessing such power as this. Something inside of him kept him going, even as he was almost taken out by the sands of gold around her. His sword being used as a footstool to block the incoming Golden sand, dividing the Golden sand with his sword as well as using the mere spec to jump off of them with the lightness skill. Keeping himself mobile in the air while the rest of the powerhouses would begin to attack against the Otsutsuki clone. His eyes kept on racing around for some kind of opportunity to strike, to gain some kind of advantage, even with Akabayashi certainly being one of the strongest he has ever seen. This woman was able to completely match him with a simple clone of herself. He couldn’t believe it for a moment, and yet it was all happening right before him. All of these abilities that were being displayed to what most would consider to be a mere genin was alluring… he wanted to know more, to see more, to do more against this new threat.

Yet all that it seemed to be was an endless pile of stuff that was waiting to go wrong. As they were struggling to even make a dent in the women. She was too strong even as a clone, the mountains around the cracking and shaking with each clash of jutsu. She was super fast, even with her teleportation, along with the Golem that she had summoned in order to aid her inside of this battle… Akabayashi was already doing so much for the rest of them. He wouldn’t allow the opportunity to go to waste. Not when there was so much on the line at this point in time. How many people would end up dying if they didn’t help, what would become of this village as well as the villages around it. Kirigakure would be the first to fall, almost no strong shinobi would be able to protect themselves against this clone, much less the actual version of herself. She was like a messenger, a messenger of something big coming towards the shinobi world… Perhaps… When he was Kage, he could mention this supposed threat to the world towards the other five kage… If they didn’t think he was a madman that is. What would they think of him if he were to come in and immediately claim that he had fought the Otsutsuki… People that were at best a legend in these times… Something like this would have to be kept hidden, unless any of the other kage happened to fight her. He witnessed as Akabayashi’s own Golem was aiming to corner her, and surround her so that way she could not run… this was their chance, someway for them to even get a hit off. He was rushing forwards through his use of the lightness skill. Allowing him to jump off even the smallest of specs. He was making good progress, his sword still emanating that same type of glow while he rushed forwards, dancing along the edges of life and death. He was ready, ready to go on and fight against her now more than ever. He was beginning to advance on her own location. Thus giving him the amount of leeway necessary to lock her down for good. Yet like any strong individual, she was able to teleport from the pincer motion from Akabayashi and his Golem, teleporting once… However she was forced to teleport again when Akabayashi was almost able to pin the women down… Yet the doctor was able to use the last remains of his chakra to slam her with the massive beam that he was conjuring up to fire towards her. Thus allowing for some immense damage to go off on the women. She was bleeding, injured from Akabayashi’s one attack that he was able to get off.. Which allowed for Shiro to rush in, the aura coating around his body would help him, he loved the feeling of how fast he was going. His body speeding around the air and battlefield.. As everything inside of him seemed to focus on simply one thing… And that was to of course make sure to end this battle as quickly as possible. As such, he’d have to get in close while she was recovering… It was a risky move, and one that would more than likely end with his death… Yet that thought brought a small smile on his face as a result. The threat of his own death seemingly enticed the boy to rush forwards while she was still caught off guard that a mere human could even so much as damage her. It was here that Shiro would use that one moment, his own being used in this one moment as he rushed forwards, his blade aimed to directly stab into her own brain. The entire world slowed down, her arm immediately rising upwards to take a shot with her own all killing ash bones… Something that Shiro, upon seeing beforehand, would be able to even deflect an attack like that of those orbs that Akabayashi had. There was only a second that he could use to react… And that would be the only second he would need against her.

Time slowed down for barely a moment, while his eyes focused, a small barrier that was almost undetectable seemingly formed around him. It was a boost of his already heightened capabilities of speed coming out for this one moment. His one simple urge to fight and to win. His heightened reaction speed allows him to barely move his head to the side. The bone crashes into a nearby mountain, leaving a small crater in its way through the massive landmass. Shiro however, was able to step forwards, his blade aimed perfectly at her rinnegan’s own middle eye. And with a speed faster then what the women could react to… It was already over. His blade reached outwards in a stabbing motion in order to slide right into that red spiraled eye in the middle of her temple. He could tell that the blade had connected. That there was no illusion to what he was witnessing, he was actually able to stab her directly through the head… It was a miracle, a second slower and he probably would be dead as a result of another one of those bones piercing through his body. Yet he was able to kill the clone… He actually won! He felt such jubilation at the mere thought that they had won… The clone’s smoke began to fade, as Shiro stood there, his body's energy beginning to retreat back into itself. Allowing him to fully feel his muscles aching and shaking. He took one step forwards before his hand lost the grip of his sword. Leaving him to pass out on the cold stoney floor below, bathed in the Ivory snow mixed in with the Golden sands that she had summoned beforehand. This feat… It was certainly an amazing thing to witness… To see unfold as a mere Genin had the potential, he was able to defeat a clone of an Otsutsuki member… Those were his thoughts as his body fell to the ground.. The boy had passed out from the overexhaustion caused by his body going into turbo mode in order to help out with the fight itself… Hopefully Akaboshi was able to get the three of them to some amount of medical attention… Or just a nice bed to rest upon.
The thought that he had actually won, made his dreams feel slightly foggy when he was passed out after the battle. His mind swimming with the emotions of how some would see the feat of strength. Yet he knew it… That he should not tell people what actually happened on this day. Yet his mind was beginning to wonder, it was only a matter of time before he was fully able to wake up.

His muscles still felt sore after the entire event that had happened as a result of the massive battle between that of the clone of the Otsutsuki clan member. Shiro was resting on one of the beds, he was wrapped up in some amount of bandages. He had almost lost his life when that bone that almost landed on him. Yet he was fine for the most part, only now the thought of his own mortality was very much known. Even though his muscles felt sore,he still was somewhat happy that he was able to do something against the fight. He was the one to deal with the finishing blow against her thanks to the help of Akaboshi and Akabayashi. Yet even when he had driven his blade directly into the clone's skull. Why was it that he felt this overwhelming sense of relief of the bloodlust leaving his body. The way that his body collapsed when his sword stabbed into the ground. He was barely able to stand as the poof of smoke had wrapped around him. Thus allowing for the group to finally be done with this stupid escapade… His muscles had felt like they were on fire after the fact. From the amount of stress that was placed on them. The cold biting jaws of death was what he would potentially have faced if he wasn’t able to dodge that final attack from that witch. Yet he was allowed to live due to his own reflexes and split second decision making. What if he wasn’t even able to fight? What if that bone had gone through his eye and out the other end. He would be dead, lost in the winds of a new age, one that wouldn’t have seen him grow. He felt a small tingle in his fingers to hold something. A kunai would be too heavy for him to hold… And he couldn’t even imagine trying to hold his sword after everything that had happened. Yet there was something that he could use, something that he had been wanting to do since he had gotten back into the inn that the group was staying in for the night.

Shiro wished to do some calligraphy.

It was pretty simple for him to use a pencil to substitute as a pen in this situation, he hadn’t brought any of his own personal pens with him due to the surprise of this trip in the first place. However the thought of actually being able to do some type of calligraphy was out of this world. The snow was beginning to build up, and the heat was beginning to rise up in temperature. This was the perfect moment to relax, to help with his own feelings on the matter. Yet now he was able to distract himself with writing, more specifically, he wished to write a specific character. One that was very similar to the type of mission that they had just gone through. That small glowing baby had left such an imprint on him. How a child could look so perfect was surprising, it made him want to write this character in emboldened characters. His pencil weaving around the blank sheet of paper and staining it with the gray color now staining the parchments features. The scratching of pencil against the paper, it was gratifying to hear. Shiro focused primarily on the outline for the character first, it had something to do with the new year actually. Allowing him to express his own creative freedom in the matter while also making sure to focus primarily on relaxing himself. Meditation was pretty boring after all, only standing around and doing nothing certainly could not have been good for the muscles against his body. In fact that might actually worsen what was happening to him right now. The scratching of his pencil continued to sound out throughout his room, taking a small sip of his own water that he had right beside him. The calligraphy could use some work, his wrist hadn’t felt so strained in such a long time. Yet he could at least tell that he was making good progress with the character he was writing. It was meant to mean something along the lines of New Years or New baby. However he wondered if people would actually enjoy something like this.Na, that’d probably not enjoy it, or hell not even get the meaning. Yet it didn’t matter much to him now. He was busy actually drawing, actually writing everything now. In flowing motions similar to that of how he trained himself in the blade. This pencil was truly mightier than any sword he had wielded so far.

However Shiro felt a sudden tug, pulling upon his own body that he had no real way of countering. Whatever this tugging sensation was, he wondered just why exactly he had to be caught up in so many things all at once. From the people here being a bunch of quake jobs and idiots. To how Hoshigakure seemed to have some of the most powerful people on the planet. They were immense in strength, something he had no idea that he’d be able to see in his lifetime… Yet here he was, thinking about other problems again… How insecure he was, a small smile turned into a wolfish grin. The coming prospects of all of the knowledge he had acquired while through this place. This wondrous land of snow that once housed his other people, the Yuki, a clan known for their impressive use of Ice Release. Such thoughts never could have come to his mind normally. Yet now he was able to understand where they had originally come from before some seemed to migrate over to Kirigakure. The village that he wanted to make anew, to build up and to become what it once was, not a village of blood, but one that could be trusted and useful for assassination and hunting missing ninja. The rise of that threat was something that he pondered when he entered into this new dimension all together. Curious if there was truly anything in here that could pose such a threat to him… In fact… There was something that he could see, however it came in a flash of golden light, making him avoid direct eye contact with the golden light so as to not blind himself. His focus remained on what had sprung out of the light, not only that, but this place felt weird, strange in a way that he never would have thought a different space could be. He felt much heavier, almost sluggish in his movements, yet the same could also be said about the golden creature… Was that a fucking pinata?!

“You gotta be shitting me…” He said to himself, curious about how a pinata was able to become golden… Not only that, but the thing was sentient as well. Shiro was only given a small bat to use as a weapon against it. Yet that wasn’t really a problem for the swordsmen. He could easily use quick strikes with the bat in order to gain the advantage against the stupid golden pinata. There better have been some kind of amazing reward inside of here that he had no idea about. The Pinata however would slowly begin to ready itself for a charging motion against him. Thus Shiro was locked in combat with a completely different Pinata than the one that Dave was fighting. As though they were split up for each separate purpose. If both of them could defeat their own pinata… That also meant that Akaboshi would be able to take care of his own Golden Pinata. However this thing was something that he was not expecting… Instead of Daves own acid drooling Pinata. Instead Shiro had one that was a slippery bastard, able to turn around all of the place like it was one ice. Thus giving him almost no way to fully dodge it over time. As it’d simply get closer and closer to him before barreling directly into him. The thing was practically a massive golden goat that could run around seemingly forever without getting tired. The thought that he was going to lose to something as stupid as this infuriated the Hyuga. He really should have invested himself into something regarding Taijutsu. However this would simply have to do for now. The golden pinata charged forwards towards him, as Shior was readying himself to immediately slam the Pinata’s face with the wooden bat. When it had come into a meter in his direction, he swung full force, smashing the bat against the goat’s face. However he didn’t do that much damage towards it besides take it off of its own path. Thus allowing Shiro to get soem amount of breathing room. The bat in his hand was already cracked, and there wasn’t much of a way that he was going to be able to get something bladed or sharp inside of his hands. He’d have to evade it for now.

Yet he couldn’t help but have some amount of fun with how strange this maddening occurrence was. That there was Pinata right here and now that was able to push him to such an extent. The idea would seem preposterous for some. Yet this creature was something that seemingly was designed to try and take them out at their time of rest. Perhaps this was a way to receive a gift. Yet how he would be able to put down the beast was very much unknown to him at this point. It kept on running and running and running around until it’d come rushing towards him in an instant. There seemed to be no end to this energy. Something had to be done about it, yet he had nothing he could use as a blade… nothing he could use… Except for the pen that was still in his pocket. A small smirk escaped the boy's lips as he thought of the idea, immediately pulling out the pen before the Pinata creature. Knowing that now he had a way of smacking these things shit in. It would only be this pen here that could possibly be used as a catalyst for his Gentle blade techniques. To which, he’d have to let his chakra flow once again, allowing the pencil to be enveloped in his own chakra for a mere moment. Thus, he waited for the Pinata to start to turn around. Shiro notices the creature racing to turn around. Now it had its sights set on him now… And that feeling was something that he was so excited by now. It was almost like hunting in a way! That loud wolfish grin escaped his lips while he stared back at the beat. Focusing on its features before it came rushing forwards yet again.

Certainly this beast was something that was very foolish, as Shiro would use the fact that it wasn’t going to turn to his own advantage. That flowing blue and purple chakra flushed with energy and sheer volume. He was showing off, almost coaxing the creature to try and bring him down… And to that end, Shiro had succeeded in that splendidly. Yet now came the hard part.. He understood that he’d have to hit his target right on the mark… Just like it was for any other kind of assignment. His eyes focused, directly seeing that there was some kind of ticket within that of the creature itself… Along with a central chakra point right on its head. A simple tap of his pencil with Gentle Blade would do the trick… yet he wanted that ticket… curious as to what it was. The goat-like creature runs forwards, aiming to slam its golden body straight through Shiro’s…. However the white haired Kirigakure ninja wouldn’t allow it the chance. Especially not with how there was a reward for actually defeating the creature. Yet when the actual golden Pinata came close enough, Shiro stepped forwards… His pencil’s tip slammed against the forehead of the golden creature. Burrowing itself deep into the beast's flesh as the golden pinata melted along the floor… The gold flowing over the space-like basin underneath the Hyuga… As he was able to pick up the golden ticket… Pocketing it for a potential later use. With that… Shiro found himself drifting back into sleep. Finding himself with his head down on the desk he was sitting at. It seemed that it was good enough of a sleep to allow his muscles to finally be of use. His pencil in his pocket… Yet he was unaware that the golden ticket was inside of his pocket as well.

Shiro’s entire goal was to see about his own roots, and that he was indeed ready for the title of Mizukage… And seeing that he potentially had some friends in other villages. It made him even more excited for the prospects of his village. Thus, when he had returned from Yukigakure… Returning back to his home now tidied up and fixed up for the most part. With a note from Santa Claus. The young leader could only have a small smirk appear from his face. Allowing himself to bask in this moment of untold amounts of stories.

“Of course he decides to fix my house…”
W:So this was how he would have to prove himself, by making sure that he was not killed within the first few moments of this wondrous dance that the four were having together. His blood was flowing, urging him to act, to move, to do something with himself and to help those that were with him through these long and crazy days and nights. Especially given that he was practically and generally speaking an ant in comparison to those all around him. Yet he felt something within him continue to rise up in surprise and in pure determination to see this to the finish line. He would not die, he would not need help from Akabayashi when it came to being helped. Instead he’d jumped right back into the frey, sword drawn with that same purplish blue aura cascading all around the stainless metal that would taste blood on this day. Especially when they were up against that of a practical god in this case. Shimmering with that bluish glow, he’d dash around all over the place now, keeping track of the fact that she was controlling so many different elements, most of which were advanced enough that they put the Hyuga on edge. Yet there was that level of excitement, that level of pure unadulterated fun to be had at witnessing such power as this. Something inside of him kept him going, even as he was almost taken out by the sands of gold around her. His sword being used as a footstool to block the incoming Golden sand, dividing the Golden sand with his sword as well as using the mere spec to jump off of them with the lightness skill. Keeping himself mobile in the air while the rest of the powerhouses would begin to attack against the Otsutsuki clone. His eyes kept on racing around for some kind of opportunity to strike, to gain some kind of advantage, even with Akabayashi certainly being one of the strongest he has ever seen. This woman was able to completely match him with a simple clone of herself. He couldn’t believe it for a moment, and yet it was all happening right before him. All of these abilities that were being displayed to what most would consider to be a mere genin was alluring… he wanted to know more, to see more, to do more against this new threat.

Yet all that it seemed to be was an endless pile of stuff that was waiting to go wrong. As they were struggling to even make a dent in the women. She was too strong even as a clone, the mountains around the cracking and shaking with each clash of jutsu. She was super fast, even with her teleportation, along with the Golem that she had summoned in order to aid her inside of this battle… Akabayashi was already doing so much for the rest of them. He wouldn’t allow the opportunity to go to waste. Not when there was so much on the line at this point in time. How many people would end up dying if they didn’t help, what would become of this village as well as the villages around it. Kirigakure would be the first to fall, almost no strong shinobi would be able to protect themselves against this clone, much less the actual version of herself. She was like a messenger, a messenger of something big coming towards the shinobi world… Perhaps… When he was Kage, he could mention this supposed threat to the world towards the other five kage… If they didn’t think he was a madman that is. What would they think of him if he were to come in and immediately claim that he had fought the Otsutsuki… People that were at best a legend in these times… Something like this would have to be kept hidden, unless any of the other kage happened to fight her. He witnessed as Akabayashi’s own Golem was aiming to corner her, and surround her so that way she could not run… this was their chance, someway for them to even get a hit off. He was rushing forwards through his use of the lightness skill. Allowing him to jump off even the smallest of specs. He was making good progress, his sword still emanating that same type of glow while he rushed forwards, dancing along the edges of life and death. He was ready, ready to go on and fight against her now more than ever. He was beginning to advance on her own location. Thus giving him the amount of leeway necessary to lock her down for good. Yet like any strong individual, she was able to teleport from the pincer motion from Akabayashi and his Golem, teleporting once… However she was forced to teleport again when Akabayashi was almost able to pin the women down… Yet the doctor was able to use the last remains of his chakra to slam her with the massive beam that he was conjuring up to fire towards her. Thus allowing for some immense damage to go off on the women. She was bleeding, injured from Akabayashi’s one attack that he was able to get off.. Which allowed for Shiro to rush in, the aura coating around his body would help him, he loved the feeling of how fast he was going. His body speeding around the air and battlefield.. As everything inside of him seemed to focus on simply one thing… And that was to of course make sure to end this battle as quickly as possible. As such, he’d have to get in close while she was recovering… It was a risky move, and one that would more than likely end with his death… Yet that thought brought a small smile on his face as a result. The threat of his own death seemingly enticed the boy to rush forwards while she was still caught off guard that a mere human could even so much as damage her. It was here that Shiro would use that one moment, his own being used in this one moment as he rushed forwards, his blade aimed to directly stab into her own brain. The entire world slowed down, her arm immediately rising upwards to take a shot with her own all killing ash bones… Something that Shiro, upon seeing beforehand, would be able to even deflect an attack like that of those orbs that Akabayashi had. There was only a second that he could use to react… And that would be the only second he would need against her.

Time slowed down for barely a moment, while his eyes focused, a small barrier that was almost undetectable seemingly formed around him. It was a boost of his already heightened capabilities of speed coming out for this one moment. His one simple urge to fight and to win. His heightened reaction speed allows him to barely move his head to the side. The bone crashes into a nearby mountain, leaving a small crater in its way through the massive landmass. Shiro however, was able to step forwards, his blade aimed perfectly at her rinnegan’s own middle eye. And with a speed faster then what the women could react to… It was already over. His blade reached outwards in a stabbing motion in order to slide right into that red spiraled eye in the middle of her temple. He could tell that the blade had connected. That there was no illusion to what he was witnessing, he was actually able to stab her directly through the head… It was a miracle, a second slower and he probably would be dead as a result of another one of those bones piercing through his body. Yet he was able to kill the clone… He actually won! He felt such jubilation at the mere thought that they had won… The clone’s smoke began to fade, as Shiro stood there, his body's energy beginning to retreat back into itself. Allowing him to fully feel his muscles aching and shaking. He took one step forwards before his hand lost the grip of his sword. Leaving him to pass out on the cold stoney floor below, bathed in the Ivory snow mixed in with the Golden sands that she had summoned beforehand. This feat… It was certainly an amazing thing to witness… To see unfold as a mere Genin had the potential, he was able to defeat a clone of an Otsutsuki member… Those were his thoughts as his body fell to the ground.. The boy had passed out from the overexhaustion caused by his body going into turbo mode in order to help out with the fight itself… Hopefully Akaboshi was able to get the three of them to some amount of medical attention… Or just a nice bed to rest upon.
The thought that he had actually won, made his dreams feel slightly foggy when he was passed out after the battle. His mind swimming with the emotions of how some would see the feat of strength. Yet he knew it… That he should not tell people what actually happened on this day. Yet his mind was beginning to wonder, it was only a matter of time before he was fully able to wake up.

His muscles still felt sore after the entire event that had happened as a result of the massive battle between that of the clone of the Otsutsuki clan member. Shiro was resting on one of the beds, he was wrapped up in some amount of bandages. He had almost lost his life when that bone that almost landed on him. Yet he was fine for the most part, only now the thought of his own mortality was very much known. Even though his muscles felt sore,he still was somewhat happy that he was able to do something against the fight. He was the one to deal with the finishing blow against her thanks to the help of Akaboshi and Akabayashi. Yet even when he had driven his blade directly into the clone's skull. Why was it that he felt this overwhelming sense of relief of the bloodlust leaving his body. The way that his body collapsed when his sword stabbed into the ground. He was barely able to stand as the poof of smoke had wrapped around him. Thus allowing for the group to finally be done with this stupid escapade… His muscles had felt like they were on fire after the fact. From the amount of stress that was placed on them. The cold biting jaws of death was what he would potentially have faced if he wasn’t able to dodge that final attack from that witch. Yet he was allowed to live due to his own reflexes and split second decision making. What if he wasn’t even able to fight? What if that bone had gone through his eye and out the other end. He would be dead, lost in the winds of a new age, one that wouldn’t have seen him grow. He felt a small tingle in his fingers to hold something. A kunai would be too heavy for him to hold… And he couldn’t even imagine trying to hold his sword after everything that had happened. Yet there was something that he could use, something that he had been wanting to do since he had gotten back into the inn that the group was staying in for the night.

Shiro wished to do some calligraphy.

It was pretty simple for him to use a pencil to substitute as a pen in this situation, he hadn’t brought any of his own personal pens with him due to the surprise of this trip in the first place. However the thought of actually being able to do some type of calligraphy was out of this world. The snow was beginning to build up, and the heat was beginning to rise up in temperature. This was the perfect moment to relax, to help with his own feelings on the matter. Yet now he was able to distract himself with writing, more specifically, he wished to write a specific character. One that was very similar to the type of mission that they had just gone through. That small glowing baby had left such an imprint on him. How a child could look so perfect was surprising, it made him want to write this character in emboldened characters. His pencil weaving around the blank sheet of paper and staining it with the gray color now staining the parchments features. The scratching of pencil against the paper, it was gratifying to hear. Shiro focused primarily on the outline for the character first, it had something to do with the new year actually. Allowing him to express his own creative freedom in the matter while also making sure to focus primarily on relaxing himself. Meditation was pretty boring after all, only standing around and doing nothing certainly could not have been good for the muscles against his body. In fact that might actually worsen what was happening to him right now. The scratching of his pencil continued to sound out throughout his room, taking a small sip of his own water that he had right beside him. The calligraphy could use some work, his wrist hadn’t felt so strained in such a long time. Yet he could at least tell that he was making good progress with the character he was writing. It was meant to mean something along the lines of New Years or New baby. However he wondered if people would actually enjoy something like this.Na, that’d probably not enjoy it, or hell not even get the meaning. Yet it didn’t matter much to him now. He was busy actually drawing, actually writing everything now. In flowing motions similar to that of how he trained himself in the blade. This pencil was truly mightier than any sword he had wielded so far.

However Shiro felt a sudden tug, pulling upon his own body that he had no real way of countering. Whatever this tugging sensation was, he wondered just why exactly he had to be caught up in so many things all at once. From the people here being a bunch of quake jobs and idiots. To how Hoshigakure seemed to have some of the most powerful people on the planet. They were immense in strength, something he had no idea that he’d be able to see in his lifetime… Yet here he was, thinking about other problems again… How insecure he was, a small smile turned into a wolfish grin. The coming prospects of all of the knowledge he had acquired while through this place. This wondrous land of snow that once housed his other people, the Yuki, a clan known for their impressive use of Ice Release. Such thoughts never could have come to his mind normally. Yet now he was able to understand where they had originally come from before some seemed to migrate over to Kirigakure. The village that he wanted to make anew, to build up and to become what it once was, not a village of blood, but one that could be trusted and useful for assassination and hunting missing ninja. The rise of that threat was something that he pondered when he entered into this new dimension all together. Curious if there was truly anything in here that could pose such a threat to him… In fact… There was something that he could see, however it came in a flash of golden light, making him avoid direct eye contact with the golden light so as to not blind himself. His focus remained on what had sprung out of the light, not only that, but this place felt weird, strange in a way that he never would have thought a different space could be. He felt much heavier, almost sluggish in his movements, yet the same could also be said about the golden creature… Was that a fucking pinata?!

“You gotta be shitting me…” He said to himself, curious about how a pinata was able to become golden… Not only that, but the thing was sentient as well. Shiro was only given a small bat to use as a weapon against it. Yet that wasn’t really a problem for the swordsmen. He could easily use quick strikes with the bat in order to gain the advantage against the stupid golden pinata. There better have been some kind of amazing reward inside of here that he had no idea about. The Pinata however would slowly begin to ready itself for a charging motion against him. Thus Shiro was locked in combat with a completely different Pinata than the one that Dave was fighting. As though they were split up for each separate purpose. If both of them could defeat their own pinata… That also meant that Akaboshi would be able to take care of his own Golden Pinata. However this thing was something that he was not expecting… Instead of Daves own acid drooling Pinata. Instead Shiro had one that was a slippery bastard, able to turn around all of the place like it was one ice. Thus giving him almost no way to fully dodge it over time. As it’d simply get closer and closer to him before barreling directly into him. The thing was practically a massive golden goat that could run around seemingly forever without getting tired. The thought that he was going to lose to something as stupid as this infuriated the Hyuga. He really should have invested himself into something regarding Taijutsu. However this would simply have to do for now. The golden pinata charged forwards towards him, as Shior was readying himself to immediately slam the Pinata’s face with the wooden bat. When it had come into a meter in his direction, he swung full force, smashing the bat against the goat’s face. However he didn’t do that much damage towards it besides take it off of its own path. Thus allowing Shiro to get soem amount of breathing room. The bat in his hand was already cracked, and there wasn’t much of a way that he was going to be able to get something bladed or sharp inside of his hands. He’d have to evade it for now.

Yet he couldn’t help but have some amount of fun with how strange this maddening occurrence was. That there was Pinata right here and now that was able to push him to such an extent. The idea would seem preposterous for some. Yet this creature was something that seemingly was designed to try and take them out at their time of rest. Perhaps this was a way to receive a gift. Yet how he would be able to put down the beast was very much unknown to him at this point. It kept on running and running and running around until it’d come rushing towards him in an instant. There seemed to be no end to this energy. Something had to be done about it, yet he had nothing he could use as a blade… nothing he could use… Except for the pen that was still in his pocket. A small smirk escaped the boy's lips as he thought of the idea, immediately pulling out the pen before the Pinata creature. Knowing that now he had a way of smacking these things shit in. It would only be this pen here that could possibly be used as a catalyst for his Gentle blade techniques. To which, he’d have to let his chakra flow once again, allowing the pencil to be enveloped in his own chakra for a mere moment. Thus, he waited for the Pinata to start to turn around. Shiro notices the creature racing to turn around. Now it had its sights set on him now… And that feeling was something that he was so excited by now. It was almost like hunting in a way! That loud wolfish grin escaped his lips while he stared back at the beat. Focusing on its features before it came rushing forwards yet again.

Certainly this beast was something that was very foolish, as Shiro would use the fact that it wasn’t going to turn to his own advantage. That flowing blue and purple chakra flushed with energy and sheer volume. He was showing off, almost coaxing the creature to try and bring him down… And to that end, Shiro had succeeded in that splendidly. Yet now came the hard part.. He understood that he’d have to hit his target right on the mark… Just like it was for any other kind of assignment. His eyes focused, directly seeing that there was some kind of ticket within that of the creature itself… Along with a central chakra point right on its head. A simple tap of his pencil with Gentle Blade would do the trick… yet he wanted that ticket… curious as to what it was. The goat-like creature runs forwards, aiming to slam its golden body straight through Shiro’s…. However the white haired Kirigakure ninja wouldn’t allow it the chance. Especially not with how there was a reward for actually defeating the creature. Yet when the actual golden Pinata came close enough, Shiro stepped forwards… His pencil’s tip slammed against the forehead of the golden creature. Burrowing itself deep into the beast's flesh as the golden pinata melted along the floor… The gold flowing over the space-like basin underneath the Hyuga… As he was able to pick up the golden ticket… Pocketing it for a potential later use. With that… Shiro found himself drifting back into sleep. Finding himself with his head down on the desk he was sitting at. It seemed that it was good enough of a sleep to allow his muscles to finally be of use. His pencil in his pocket… Yet he was unaware that the golden ticket was inside of his pocket as well.

Shiro’s entire goal was to see about his own roots, and that he was indeed ready for the title of Mizukage… And seeing that he potentially had some friends in other villages. It made him even more excited for the prospects of his village. Thus, when he had returned from Yukigakure… Returning back to his home now tidied up and fixed up for the most part. With a note from Santa Claus. The young leader could only have a small smirk appear from his face. Allowing himself to bask in this moment of untold amounts of stories.

“Of course he decides to fix my house…"

WC:3774
TWC:8043

AP:220 + 160 = 380
Ryo:44K
Mission Rewards: 1 Golden Ticket | 10K Winter Tickets | 2 Blank dice

WC Claims
Feeding Roots:1000/1000
Summer Bloom:1000/1000
Fading Stem:1000/1000

Reverse Bloom: Deaths Cradle: 2750/2750

Furious Design:1500/1500

Chakra Anesthesia: 500/500
Miracle Wrinkle Cure:250/250

Approved for Shiro

(Sorry, Technical issues with my computer came up and couldn't continue this. Will just claim Exit.)

(If my understading of the staffs discord message is correct, I can claim all rewards just by using stored WC, if I am wrong about that, please let me know.)

TWC: 1404

5,000-1,404 = 3,596 WC Remaining

Using WC from bank to complete, 175,998-3,596=172,402 WC Remaining

Will put the 1,404 WC From before the WC To HBH with the max stat discount

Completing the 4 S rank missions. 10K Tickets, I think that is all I can claim, but let me know if I can claim more

If I am misunderstanding any rules, I apologize and will fix them as instructed

Hikari Namikaze wrote:(Sorry, Technical issues with my computer came up and couldn't continue this. Will just claim Exit.)

(If my understading of the staffs discord message is correct, I can claim all rewards just by using stored WC, if I am wrong about that, please let me know.)

TWC: 1404

5,000-1,404 = 3,596 WC Remaining

Using WC from bank to complete, 175,998-3,596=172,402 WC Remaining

Will put the 1,404 WC From before the WC To HBH with the max stat discount

Completing the 4 S rank missions. 10K Tickets, I think that is all I can claim, but let me know if I can claim more

If I am misunderstanding any rules, I apologize and will fix them as instructed

Hey, Hikari. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I cannot approve the use of banked WC in this instance. The reason for this being that the necessary WC has been performed by the other participants of the thread and banked WC cannot be used as all participants have already posted. My sincerest apologies.