A Man at the Market

Joro woke to the sky casting a bright blue all around, with the sun's rays lighting the streets of Hoshigakure. Below his bed, he could hear the beginning of the markets, with the vendors selling all their services and goods. He knew he needed to go to the market for a few things. He mostly wanted food for the upcoming week but had an inkling for peaches and apples. He almost made a note to get treats for Stout. Although, he hunted for himself. Joro still likes to give him the occasion treat as he is currently his life companion.

Joro quickly got dressed in something more casual for this Saturday morning market. He hoped to remain low-key in his travels through the village as he didn't plan to do much else for the day besides some writing and reading. He fiddled with his bracelets, counting each bead as he tried to decide what to wear for the day. As he fiddled with his bracelets, he picked out some soft tan pants that were slightly baggy and comfortable while he planned his walk through the markets. To finish it off he threw on a soft white shirt and a slightly bigger long-sleeve shirt that was blue. Joro ran down the steps, grabbing his bag, saying bye to Stout and Ryo in hand.

He put his ryo in his pocket, and as he walked out the door he took a deep breath. He looked back above at his newfound home, which he had just recently purchased. He had finally made his way out of the small studio apartment he had been in ever since his parents died, or left him. He wasn't completely sure on which at this point and time. He looked at the list in his hand and made his way to the first stall he needed for his apples.

"Mr. Kobiashi! How are you today?" the young man said, happy to see the local fruit vendor. The vendor responded to Joro in kind, going over his prices for the day alongside the new fruit that he had been trying this summer. Joro hadn't had a chance to try them yet, so he snagged a few of them. And a dozen apples. With those in tow, he waved goodbye to Mr. Kobiashi, turning his direction further into the market around the corner from his home.

As Joro walked a little farther along he saw that the street split with vendors placing their temporary establishments in the middle. Joro took out a Ryo and flipped it. So he could decide on left or right. Heads for Right, Tails for Left. The coin landed on Tails, so Joro headed left. His bag was on his back and he walked with a calm atmosphere as his brain was occupied figuring out his schedule for the next week. He knew he had to prioritize training as the Nova Tournament would be right around the corner. And he wasn't one to want to be caught lacking when it came time to show his skills in front of the village.

As he walked a little farther down the street looking at the local vendors. He saw a man with dark black hair fast approaching him, with bright lavender eyes. He hadn't seen that color in his eyes since his one mission with Natsuki. A long while back. Interesting, the young man thought. The other man seemed slightly older than him no more than a few years. He seemed to be quite strong as he carried an air of strength but how. Joro could not say. As he walked towards the man he tried to figure out what to say as he had caught his curiosity. Until finally, he found something.

"Hello, names Joro. Lovely day we are having, right?" he said, putting on a simple smile so as not to come off too childish but enough to show he was a rather joyful individual. He extended his right hand out in greeting.

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