[Shouri and Kokkai]

After discovering his chakra nature, people would say that he was calm like water, but his feelings were thunderous like a lightning flash. He used both Water Release and Lightning Release, and people would use this fact to create a psychological profile about him. He was like the flow of a storm; peaceful rain drops of water and aggressive roars of lightning. Shouri was sitting on a bench, gnarling in a piece of fried chicken. He was holding a chicken bucket, eating watching the movement of his hidden village. "Hm, this village is dull as ever." Such a feminine voice was coming from a boy sitting on a bench while eating chicken. As the result of cutting off his gonads, his body started to develop the cute appearance of a girl. He was Shouri Watanabe, quite famous on his village from his suicidal, bipolar behavior. His memories of such events were forgotten because he had to think about important subjects instead. An example would be making his first usable puppets, since his creations were just for show, not for battle. Such a boy grabbed another piece of chicken and started to think how he became a shinobi. "Well, my puppets would be useful in such battles since all of my love are within them. But what was the start of my shinobi career? I don't know for sure. Ah, I'm bored..." He felt lying on the bench he was sitting, thinking about what he will do next after eating. His mouth was full of vegetable oil, and his tongue was quite sick of the spicy taste coming from the fried mass. If he had to eat one more, he would end up fainting from stomatitis. "Aw, I don't know what to do now. Eating more fried chicken will make me sick..."

320 W.C.

Sand. Yeah, that is it, sand. He has heard the sound of sand cracking, and opened his eyes to discover what was that. A girl was running; she had white hair, and fair skin was moving through the sand trail. "Kokkai-chan?" After saying that, the girl noticed him. She has stopped her pace, just to go backward and approach him in the same energetic way. "Kokkai, why such a hurry?" He asked her with a feminine voice, trying to make sure anyone will confuse him with a male. "I love to eat fried chicken! But my stomach wouldn't hold such a quantity of food..." That girl was his companion, a walking battery herself. Shouri was not angry with her, just the fact that she treated him as a male made him quite annoyed. "Y-yeah, eating fried chicken is not that funny, you know?" Her voice echoed in an eager tone like she was worried about him or something. In the same instant, she started to glare at him and asked an awkward question. "EH, D-D-D-DATE?!" His face turned bright red in seconds. He liked males, and since they don't find him attractive, his shyness would surface within the range of milliseconds. "Y-y-you know, boys today prefer girls, and there is no way they will like a non-cute boy like me! S-s-so, I'm not on a date, you know." His voice showed how much he was embarrassed about what she said. He started to scratch his neck and gave an awkward smile towards her, touching some of his well-kept hair that were in the way. "Kokkai-chan, what you are doing here, running in such desperation? I thought you were a living and energetic battery, not an errand ninja..." He asked her since she wasn't the doing errands in such a hurry. Since he was doing nothing, he could help her with such an errand if she wanted. And therefore, he said. "If you need help or anything else, I'm willing to give my time and assist you." He touched his chest, showing that he was ready to help her in anything.

320+370 = 690 W.C.

"Yeah, you are right. My face is all oily, including these pimples in my face." Shouri moved his right hand towards his nose in order to catch some oil out of his face. And then, he remembered that he should do something first. "Kokkai-chan, I'm really sorry, but I have some stuff to do right now. Let's talk together another time." After then, he ran to the opposite direction. He didn't want to remember that he had a compromise, as leaving his friend talking alone is rude of his part, but he promised that he could do that compromise anyways.

SPD Training.
797/750 W.C.
750 T.W.C.
E > E3.

(Exit).

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