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SENJOUGAHARA
SENJOUGAHARA
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Regardless of her woes, time waits for nobody. High amidst a couple rare clouds, the sun slowly travels across the azure sky, a vivid reminder that she'd be in trouble if this mission isn't done by the end of the day. Sitting on a bench near a small park, the kunoichi ponders about the meaning of life, of ninjas, of jutsus, and cats. Sighing, she closes her eyes as the wind blows past her features, and the image of Ms.Haruni's rotund form and screeching voice is vivid within her mindscape.[break][break]
"Maybe I should quit...?" God, that sounds like such a pain. Just conjecturing the possibility of giving up on her ninja career prompts her mind to imagine all the scolding she'd get from the clan elders. Scolding. Scolding...[break][break]
Scolding, huh...[break][break]
Jin opens up her amber eyes, glancing down towards the ground. "What does it matter to them anyways...?" she asks no one in particular. Despite being praised many times as a kunoichi with great potential, Jin always felt lacking when compared to other youth within the clan. She could never get fire release right, and as if to add insult to the injury, the two individuals she loved most in this world were claimed by the very fires she could not master. Not only that, to this day, she questions if she even has the fabled Sharingan everybody and their mom knows about. If she quits her path as a ninja, she could most likely find a husband, start a family, and live a more fulfilling life. [break][break]
A life where she belongs somewhere. A life where someone waits for her at home. A life where she doesn't feel so utterly useless.[break][break]
... And there she goes again. Catching herself falling down her usual spyral of pessimism, the brunnette shakes her head to dismiss the negativity running rampant within her mindscape. Her stomach gives an audible cue in response to her efforts, a realistic reminder of the hunger she's trying to suppress since the early morning. It's just a cat. She just needs to grab the damn thing and call it a day.[break][break]
If only her feelings were so objectively simple.[break][break]
Suddenly, a warm and sweet scent graces her sense of smell. As if through instinct, she breathes in the scent of food with no restraint, unaware that sitting beside her, an elderly woman watched over her in silence. [break][break]
"Huh? Oh, uhm! G-gomen!" With a blush coloring her visage, it takes Jin a few moments before she realizes someone else is nearby.[break][break]
"No need for apologies, dear." wearing a simple purple yukata and her gray hair tied to a bun, the diminutive woman has a large bento box on top of her lap, along with a couple small grocery bags. [break][break]
A non-oppressive silence fills the minute distance between them.[break][break]
"Want to join me? I have enough to share, fufu." the elderly lady at long last breaks the proverbial ice that separated the two of them. Jin's eyes widen in response and she can't help but immediately look towards the elderly lady and then towards the bento box.[break][break]
"Y-you don't have to, really! I can manage this mu-" A second growl erupts from within her core, and the kunoichi involuntarily clutches her stomach, her lips wavy out of pure embarrassment. [break][break]
"It's okay. I have enough to share, dear. I'm always eager to not eat by myself once in a while." even though they had just met, the lady's words resonate with Jin. Eating alongside others was always such a fun experience for Jin, but she always felt embarrassed when she couldn't bring much food for these rare occasions. [break][break]
"T-thank you..." still a little bashful, the kunoichi accepts the offer, closing the distance between them.[break][break]
The elderly woman begins to unpack the bento, revealing an array of mouthwatering delicacies. There are onigiri filled with pickled plum, teriyaki chicken skewers, simmered vegetables, and a small side of miso soup.[break][break]
As they eat, the conversation between Jin and the woman flows effortlessly. Jin learns that her name is Mrs. Tanaka and that she has lived in the neighborhood for decades. Mrs. Tanaka shares stories of her youth, her encounters with ninjas, and her own struggles and triumphs. Jin finds herself captivated by the woman's wisdom and kindness, and ends up sharing some of the burdens she carries on her own.[break][break]
Ms.Tanaka listens intently before speaking up, "Jin-chan, if there's something I've learned from life, it's that you just can't control the flow of the world, no matter how hard you try." as the young kunoichi wolfs down the food, Ms. Tanaka smiles warmly. It reminds her of how he used to eat.[break][break]
"It's a wonderful thing to try and do as much as you can to change your life, but... Some things are just simply out of our reach. That's when patience is a wonderful virtue to cultivate." even as Ms.Tanaka continues speaking Jin continues eating the food provided by her new acquaintance, although her amber eyes are visibly paying attention to advice given by the old timer.[break][break]
"Sometimes you just can't swim against the tide. Instead, it might be more prudent to wait for when the right opportunity is presented by the world around you. As long as you do not grow complacent, you should be fine. Time... is a scary thing, but also the greatest medicine." her gaze seems far off in the distance, much further beyond what the physical aspects of her vision could take her, farther than even the byakugan was capable of.[break][break]
"I... see. Gomen. I ended up eating most of it..." Jin at long last finishes, side-eyeing the elderly woman. She scratches the back of her head, chuckling nervously. Ms. Tanaka's advice reverberates within the mindscape of the young kunoichi, and it prompts flashbacks of Ms. Haruni, the owner of the cat, and the quirks of her feline she shared with Jin earlier that day. Her quirks... quirks...? Food. Waiting...?! Jin's eyes suddenly widen as a proverbial lightbulb flashes above her head.[break][break]
"It's alright. I can make them at any time!" her visage softens once more as she looks back to Jin.[break][break]
The brunette stands up and politely bows to Ms.Tanaka.[break][break]
"Tanaka-san, thank you! Your advice means a lot! The bento was delicious. I'll make sure to pay you back some time!"[break][break]
"Hoho, you already do as a Kunoichi, dear. Just remember that sometimes the solution to your problems just happen to present themselves outside of the box, and you should be fine. Now go. You have a mission to complete, yes?"[break][break]
"Yes! Thank you!" With a wide smile and renewed purpose, Jin leaves the area.[break][break]
As her sillhouette disappears in the distance, the corner of her lips draw a light smile upon Ms.Tanaka's wrinkly visage. [break][break]
"Feels like looking at a mirror..." Ms.Tanaka wraps the bento box with its blue cloth again, which reveals itself to be an old and tattered ninja forehead protector. Her thumb glides over the symbol of the cloud. With a short hop, the elderly is soon on her way as well. [break][break]
Regardless of her woes, time waits for nobody. High amidst a couple rare clouds, the sun slowly travels across the azure sky, a vivid reminder that she'd be in trouble if this mission isn't done by the end of the day. Sitting on a bench near a small park, the kunoichi ponders about the meaning of life, of ninjas, of jutsus, and cats. Sighing, she closes her eyes as the wind blows past her features, and the image of Ms.Haruni's rotund form and screeching voice is vivid within her mindscape.[break][break]
"Maybe I should quit...?" God, that sounds like such a pain. Just conjecturing the possibility of giving up on her ninja career prompts her mind to imagine all the scolding she'd get from the clan elders. Scolding. Scolding...[break][break]
Scolding, huh...[break][break]
Jin opens up her amber eyes, glancing down towards the ground. "What does it matter to them anyways...?" she asks no one in particular. Despite being praised many times as a kunoichi with great potential, Jin always felt lacking when compared to other youth within the clan. She could never get fire release right, and as if to add insult to the injury, the two individuals she loved most in this world were claimed by the very fires she could not master. Not only that, to this day, she questions if she even has the fabled Sharingan everybody and their mom knows about. If she quits her path as a ninja, she could most likely find a husband, start a family, and live a more fulfilling life. [break][break]
A life where she belongs somewhere. A life where someone waits for her at home. A life where she doesn't feel so utterly useless.[break][break]
... And there she goes again. Catching herself falling down her usual spyral of pessimism, the brunnette shakes her head to dismiss the negativity running rampant within her mindscape. Her stomach gives an audible cue in response to her efforts, a realistic reminder of the hunger she's trying to suppress since the early morning. It's just a cat. She just needs to grab the damn thing and call it a day.[break][break]
If only her feelings were so objectively simple.[break][break]
Suddenly, a warm and sweet scent graces her sense of smell. As if through instinct, she breathes in the scent of food with no restraint, unaware that sitting beside her, an elderly woman watched over her in silence. [break][break]
"Huh? Oh, uhm! G-gomen!" With a blush coloring her visage, it takes Jin a few moments before she realizes someone else is nearby.[break][break]
"No need for apologies, dear." wearing a simple purple yukata and her gray hair tied to a bun, the diminutive woman has a large bento box on top of her lap, along with a couple small grocery bags. [break][break]
A non-oppressive silence fills the minute distance between them.[break][break]
"Want to join me? I have enough to share, fufu." the elderly lady at long last breaks the proverbial ice that separated the two of them. Jin's eyes widen in response and she can't help but immediately look towards the elderly lady and then towards the bento box.[break][break]
"Y-you don't have to, really! I can manage this mu-" A second growl erupts from within her core, and the kunoichi involuntarily clutches her stomach, her lips wavy out of pure embarrassment. [break][break]
"It's okay. I have enough to share, dear. I'm always eager to not eat by myself once in a while." even though they had just met, the lady's words resonate with Jin. Eating alongside others was always such a fun experience for Jin, but she always felt embarrassed when she couldn't bring much food for these rare occasions. [break][break]
"T-thank you..." still a little bashful, the kunoichi accepts the offer, closing the distance between them.[break][break]
The elderly woman begins to unpack the bento, revealing an array of mouthwatering delicacies. There are onigiri filled with pickled plum, teriyaki chicken skewers, simmered vegetables, and a small side of miso soup.[break][break]
As they eat, the conversation between Jin and the woman flows effortlessly. Jin learns that her name is Mrs. Tanaka and that she has lived in the neighborhood for decades. Mrs. Tanaka shares stories of her youth, her encounters with ninjas, and her own struggles and triumphs. Jin finds herself captivated by the woman's wisdom and kindness, and ends up sharing some of the burdens she carries on her own.[break][break]
Ms.Tanaka listens intently before speaking up, "Jin-chan, if there's something I've learned from life, it's that you just can't control the flow of the world, no matter how hard you try." as the young kunoichi wolfs down the food, Ms. Tanaka smiles warmly. It reminds her of how he used to eat.[break][break]
"It's a wonderful thing to try and do as much as you can to change your life, but... Some things are just simply out of our reach. That's when patience is a wonderful virtue to cultivate." even as Ms.Tanaka continues speaking Jin continues eating the food provided by her new acquaintance, although her amber eyes are visibly paying attention to advice given by the old timer.[break][break]
"Sometimes you just can't swim against the tide. Instead, it might be more prudent to wait for when the right opportunity is presented by the world around you. As long as you do not grow complacent, you should be fine. Time... is a scary thing, but also the greatest medicine." her gaze seems far off in the distance, much further beyond what the physical aspects of her vision could take her, farther than even the byakugan was capable of.[break][break]
"I... see. Gomen. I ended up eating most of it..." Jin at long last finishes, side-eyeing the elderly woman. She scratches the back of her head, chuckling nervously. Ms. Tanaka's advice reverberates within the mindscape of the young kunoichi, and it prompts flashbacks of Ms. Haruni, the owner of the cat, and the quirks of her feline she shared with Jin earlier that day. Her quirks... quirks...? Food. Waiting...?! Jin's eyes suddenly widen as a proverbial lightbulb flashes above her head.[break][break]
"It's alright. I can make them at any time!" her visage softens once more as she looks back to Jin.[break][break]
The brunette stands up and politely bows to Ms.Tanaka.[break][break]
"Tanaka-san, thank you! Your advice means a lot! The bento was delicious. I'll make sure to pay you back some time!"[break][break]
"Hoho, you already do as a Kunoichi, dear. Just remember that sometimes the solution to your problems just happen to present themselves outside of the box, and you should be fine. Now go. You have a mission to complete, yes?"[break][break]
"Yes! Thank you!" With a wide smile and renewed purpose, Jin leaves the area.[break][break]
As her sillhouette disappears in the distance, the corner of her lips draw a light smile upon Ms.Tanaka's wrinkly visage. [break][break]
"Feels like looking at a mirror..." Ms.Tanaka wraps the bento box with its blue cloth again, which reveals itself to be an old and tattered ninja forehead protector. Her thumb glides over the symbol of the cloud. With a short hop, the elderly is soon on her way as well. [break][break]
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