FurikoMaru
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[X] De doo doo doo, de da da da, is all I want to say to you
"He's delighted to make your acquaintance," you inform Nabiki.
Everyone stares at you, including a very relieved Hisui. You shrug, and gesture promptingly at your employer.
"I thank you for such an enthusiastic welcome," Nabiki manages awkwardly.
"Mm," Hisui says, blushing slightly.
"He's in awe of your grace and beauty," you elaborate.
"And he's worried I can read his mind and see all the stuff he-mmph!" you try to add, only to be cut off by Asuma-sensei's helping hand.
"Thank you, Ino-chan," Nabiki says, a trifle primly. And she and her fiancé mount the steps, side by side.
=
The night you spend in the carriage is comfortable enough. Ami takes the queen bed by default, since Asuma's on duty, Kiba has some sort of thing about sleeping in a girl's bed, and Ami flat-out refuses to share with you. You curl up on one of the banquettes with Menka instead.
The next morning has Ami and Kiba on guard duty, so you and Asuma go off to get everyone some breakfast.
You quickly discover that Edajima School breakfasts are... odd.
One wall of the dining hall is set up like a soup kitchen, with a large pot of rice steaming as a young man in a chef's hat and an apron that might once have been white doles out its contents by the bowlful to a long line of boys in navy blue gi. Further down the counter you can see (if you stand on tiptoe) another man giving out tiny cups of tea and soy sauce, and another giving each of the boys a slice of pickle and a small bowl of miso soup.
... wait, that's it?
Asuma joins the line without hesitation, and you follow suit. A ripple of murmured conversation rolls through the room, and the man distributing the rice looks dumbfounded.
"Ah, shinobi-san," he whispers earnestly to your sensei, "you don't have to eat this stuff. This line is for students. The Master has granted permission for you to eat with the teachers."
Oh. So that's what smells like maple-broiled salmon and fresh fruit. You suppress a scowl.
"An indulgence for which I thank him most heartily," Asuma replies mildly, "but which I'm afraid I must decline." And he holds out his tray pointedly.
Clearly unsure of what else to do, the man gives you your bowls of rice and sends you on your way.
Sensei's carrying Ami and Kiba's breakfasts, and you have the morning off. You decide to:
[X] Go eat with your teammates.
[X] Grab a seat in the dining hall. Let's make some friends.
[X] Head out into the city to find a restaurant or something.
"He's delighted to make your acquaintance," you inform Nabiki.
Everyone stares at you, including a very relieved Hisui. You shrug, and gesture promptingly at your employer.
"I thank you for such an enthusiastic welcome," Nabiki manages awkwardly.
"Mm," Hisui says, blushing slightly.
"He's in awe of your grace and beauty," you elaborate.
"And he's worried I can read his mind and see all the stuff he-mmph!" you try to add, only to be cut off by Asuma-sensei's helping hand.
"Thank you, Ino-chan," Nabiki says, a trifle primly. And she and her fiancé mount the steps, side by side.
=
The night you spend in the carriage is comfortable enough. Ami takes the queen bed by default, since Asuma's on duty, Kiba has some sort of thing about sleeping in a girl's bed, and Ami flat-out refuses to share with you. You curl up on one of the banquettes with Menka instead.
The next morning has Ami and Kiba on guard duty, so you and Asuma go off to get everyone some breakfast.
You quickly discover that Edajima School breakfasts are... odd.
One wall of the dining hall is set up like a soup kitchen, with a large pot of rice steaming as a young man in a chef's hat and an apron that might once have been white doles out its contents by the bowlful to a long line of boys in navy blue gi. Further down the counter you can see (if you stand on tiptoe) another man giving out tiny cups of tea and soy sauce, and another giving each of the boys a slice of pickle and a small bowl of miso soup.
... wait, that's it?
Asuma joins the line without hesitation, and you follow suit. A ripple of murmured conversation rolls through the room, and the man distributing the rice looks dumbfounded.
"Ah, shinobi-san," he whispers earnestly to your sensei, "you don't have to eat this stuff. This line is for students. The Master has granted permission for you to eat with the teachers."
Oh. So that's what smells like maple-broiled salmon and fresh fruit. You suppress a scowl.
"An indulgence for which I thank him most heartily," Asuma replies mildly, "but which I'm afraid I must decline." And he holds out his tray pointedly.
Clearly unsure of what else to do, the man gives you your bowls of rice and sends you on your way.
Sensei's carrying Ami and Kiba's breakfasts, and you have the morning off. You decide to:
[X] Go eat with your teammates.
[X] Grab a seat in the dining hall. Let's make some friends.
[X] Head out into the city to find a restaurant or something.
