The night was rather tough for dray as a heavy rain fell throught bringing about a really cold weather. During the night, dray did nothing but toss and turn on his bed uncomfortably as he tried his best every single minute to bury himself under the bed sheets but the wind kept blowing them off him.. He got up to put some thick clothes on himself but the rainy weather didn't seem to stop sending cold chills down his spine.. Dray went to a corner of his room and put on a candle. He strechted his hands forward towards the fire as if trying to catch it but this method did not seem to work as only his hands were feeling the warmth of the fire.. Maybe some exercises that would make him sweat would work..he told himself as he got to the ground on both hands and his legs stretched, he began going down and up doing about thirty push up..still no change as he was already used to the exercise.. He wished he had some hot drinks available though, he was above sixteen..yet he did not know how to drink even the simplest wine..

Dray finally gave in to the weather's wants as he sadly sat on a couch with his eyes wide open waiting for the dawn of a new day.. At last, dray sighed as he saw little rays of sunlight peek through his windows as if surveying the area before the sun finally took it's place in the sky.. Having had little to no sleep during the night, dray's eyes were now heavy as he had the urge to close them every single second he had the chance to.. Stepping into the shower, dray had a quick bath of about twenty minutes as half of the time was spent sleeping under the shower and the other half trying to keep awake under the shower.. Luckily, he got out of the shower safely without having to bump his head on anything.. He put on his usual clothing consisting of a white vest, and black trousers before putting on his over all green kimono- like armour.. He looked at the basic projectiles lying on his desk and just equipped himself with a few of them.. He picked up his konohagakure head band and tied it round his head... He wasn't sure of what he was doing neither was he sure of where he was going. He just kept on dressing..

Well satisified with himself, he left his home with this weird set of heavy eyes.. Anybody who saw him would definetly think he was drunk.. and Dray would wish that were true as he had the least experience in drinking.. But on a second thought, he could as well learn how to drink today.. With this crazy idea of his, dray headed to konoha's popular pub.. "The shu" as most people liked to call it. This resturant was known for it's sweet wine, extraordinary services and for the fact that it was strictly limited to eighteen years and above as dray had heard but knowing fully well that he wasn't eighteen yet, he had a plan set up.

Upon getting to the resturant, dray met the receptionists and two huge men. The receptionist asked dray what he wanted and if he was at least eighteen years of age or above... Seeing the two hefty men, dray swung his plan into motion as he said... You kidding me baby.. Imma take you outta this world.. All you need do is ask me.. as he brought out some money from his pocket and dropped it on the receptionist's desk.. The receptionist blushed and smiled as she glanced at the two men to let dray in...

Faking his smile, dray walk into the main resturant as he occupied a vacant seat and asked the waiter to bring him some wine.. His first wine to be precise..

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The storm the night before had done a great deal to Soak down the training grounds at the sword saints compound. Most of any training would be done indoors for the younger members eager to increase their prowess but the older sword saints were taking this more as a day to relax. They knew their skills wouldn't wane away over the course of a single day and it would relieve stress from so long spent training. Letting the body relax and the mind have its time to cool down as well. Many of them had taken to meditation during this time while they waited for the training grounds to dry up. However Rippa was not among the ones choosing to meditate. Instead he intended to head out for the day. Quietly he dressed up into his usual outfit. Black jeans and black socks along with a leather belt. The belt head was a red skull to symbolize the Chi clan symbol. He then slipped on a black tank top and his Silver angel wings necklace which was the symbol making him head of the Angel branch of the chi clan. Afterwards he slipped on his red sword saints long coat. The mark of the sword saints captain emblazoned on the back. Along with A konoha symbol stitched into each shoulder. His headband hung from a wall mount over his bed and he was fine with leaving it there. Lastly there was his weapons. First he pocketed his scroll into his inner right pocket. It was unlikely but he wanted to have his box of medical supplies on hand if they were needed. After he secured that he grabbed his twin swords, Cain and Abel. The strange weapons appearing to be some sort of launcher attached to each katana blade. With a swift movement he placed them, sheathed as they were, into the loopholes on his coat at his waist were they fit in snugly.

With that he turned and headed out of his room. As he exited his blue gaze lifted and he smiled to the guard outside his door. This man was wielding a Flamberge about as big as Rippa strapped to his back. The stoic guard nodded back but his expression didn't change. With a sigh at how serious some weapon specialists could be Rippa began to walk out of the compound. And of course his guard followed him. Unlike others though he didn't mind having a guard with him wherever he went. They knew better then to harass people in Rippa's presence and they were each skilled enough to take on anyone coming after Rippa. With Rippa there as well as captain of the sword saints attacking him was basically suicide for the common killer. After all Rippa hadn't inherited the captain title. He was the best swordsman currently within Konoha short of the Hokage himself. Still he wanted to go out and enjoy a warm meal outside of the rations at the compound. And so he was heading towards the Pub. The walk didn't take long but there was no conversation to be had with the guard. All of them were such stoic individuals. Still once they reached the Pub the large man positioned himself up outside the entrance and lit up a smoke while Rippa walked in alone. With a look about he brushed back his shoulder length white hair and looked about with soft blue eyes. Having noticed him however the steward approached and bowed his head. Upon offering him congratulations on his promotion to captain The man demanded Rippa be seated at his best table. After all someone so famous could only bring in more business. Still as Rippa was seated he took his swords out of the loops and stood them up on the seat next to him. Easier to remain comfortable that way. Picking up his menu Rippa casually skimmed through it before his eyes raised again. All looked normal for the most part. Just civilians except for one individual who was wearing a headband and looked rather tired. He hadn't expected a shinobi to wear his headband into a restraunt so he found it slightly odd. But otherwise he ignored it as he too was in uniform.

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Dray seated weirdly as he waited for the waiter to bring in his wine.. The only thought that went through his head was how he was supposed to drink the wine when it was brought. Was he to drink directly from the bottle by putting it to his mouth, or would he pour it in a cup and sip it little by little. While the waiter was away, dray looked around the resturant as he saw a man take a bottle of what definetly seemed to be wine and drank directly from it with the bottle in his mouth.. Eeww.. Gross.. Dray thought.. As he looked to see another man pour some wine from a bottle into a glass cup and sip it, dropping it, and picking it up again... Cool.. Dray thought again... Finally, he saw another man.. Pretty depressed, pour some wine into a cup and gulp it down immediately... Maybe that was how depressed people drank, dray thought...

Finally, the waiter came around and served dray with a bottle of wine and added some roasted meat sayin that it was a regular service of the resturant to respect new faces.. Hmmm... Dray smelled as the scent went through his nostrils.. Suddenly, dray saw a man ushered into the resturant by a steward.. He offered the man an empty seat. Dray's eyes caught a stich of konoha's symbol on the man's red coat.. Shinobi huh... Dray said as he felt the headband on his head... The man seated at the table as he placed some strange weapons on the chair.... Dray simply looked way from the man to his meal... He rubbed his plam and was about to pick up the meat when he stopped and thought... "This man being a shinobi didn't put on a headband since he was coming here...so respect for konoha huh..." Dray too wouldn't have brought along his headband but due to the fact that he was stressed out, he wasn't really aware of what he was doing. He removed his headband and put it in his pocket.. He then opened the wine and poured it into a cup. He sipped the wine and saw it's sweet taste as dray decided to gulp down the whole lot that was in the cup....

Gulping down so much of this exact wine that dray was given struck up a reaction within dray's throat as he felt like he had eaten raw pepper.. His dull eyes lightened up as he tried to blow his mouth but still maintaining his matured attitide. The pepperish feeling was getting hotter as dray sighted a glass of water on the table of the man that had walked in earlier as the man was just a table from him. Dray couldn't help but open his mouth so as to allow air in but he just couldn't keep on opening it in public as he then started to whistle softly, inhaling and exhaling in the process as he walked up to the man and asked in a low tone....
sorry to intrude but I believe your glass of water could help my situation... All dray wanted was the man to simply give him a go-ahead since dray thought that the man didn't like drinking wine as there was nothing on his table yet.

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Rippa was not an unobservant man. His blue gaze took on the restaurant or pub or whichever name an individual might care to address such an establishment as before looking to his menu and looking about before glancing up again. Taking in every shifting and new activity that had happened since his last glance. It wasn't uncommon for someone of his history to try and keep tabs on a room but he had become increasingly good at it. After all it wasn't every day that you found yourself being hunted by some very dangerous people. He had left before under the impression that not only his uncle but also Enaka had been after him. A breif meeting in Takigakure during the exams had proven that to be a false bit of information after all. However his time there had driven him to be wary of those around him. He had made and would make enemies. He was not really a coward but a cautious individual all the same. after all they had managed to kill his father even though his father had been a very influential individual. In conclusion he most plausible solution was to view everyone around him to have the possibility they were considering homicide as a daily activity.

That was what attracted his attention the the individuals around the room drinking before noon. It was a strange practice and a true assassin would forgo any real liquids that could alter his abilities in combat, however he had been introduced to a very colorful assortment of thugs after him over a period of time each after him for some form of reward or payment. Typically however when coming at someone of his stature liquid courage was not beyond consideration. If they had to push themselves to actually attack him then they would likely get good and smashed first. The first man was drinking straight from a bottle but truth be told he had all the appearances of a simple drunk. As far as Rippa could tell he was just unarmed and incapable of stopping himself from drinking. The second caught his attention more. The individual was taking sips of wine from a glass and seemed remarkably calm. However that too denied his theory. A calm assassin would have no need for a drink to rile him up before hand anyways. The last one was just obviously depressed. He was drinking away some sort of hardship or another. His outfit suggested mourning and a faded white line sat around where a ring had once inhabited his ring finger. His wife had just passed. He had reason to be drinking.

But another caught his eye. The Shinobi from earlier was taking off his headband. After all he had been served his meal but typically removing the headband would of been done before hand. He looked tired and almost nervous. He also seemed to be surveying the room. Still he poured himself some of his wine and downed it as the depressed man was doing. For a moment Rippa expected the man to sputter and spit. He did appear to be struggling after all. When the man stood up Rippa noticed he was armed as well. Subtly Rippa moved his hand onto the table closer to the hilt of one of his swords as the young man approached him. Blue eyes watching him with caution and curiosity. One move towards one of those weapons would likely cost the young man his fingers, However Rippa felt rather foolish as instead the boy indicated he would like it if perhaps Rippa's water could help his situation. With a glance Rippa was able to ascertain his was in fact the only table with untouched water on it. With a nod Rippa set down his menu and used the hand not next to his swords to scoot his water towards the boy. When he spoke he tilted his head and watched Dray closely.

"Go for it. In return you can answer a question or two for me. Have a seat." He would wait until Dray complied to sit across from him before Rippa tapped the table with his fingers and continued. "Are you aware of the bad form you are demonstrating right this moment? You arrived here before noon and decided to order wine while dressed and easily identified as a konoha shinobi. Do you not find that shameful? People might assume all Konoha shinobi are eager to drink in the early hours rather then guard them. They do after all hold us to a slightly higher standard more often then not."

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Dray waiting for the man to respond with several thoughts flowing in his head.. Would the man accept his request and give him water, or would the man deny him? Or probably, the man could call on those two thinnys beside him to do the job.

As dray simply waited for the outcome, the man nodded and set down his menu and used the hand not
next to his two sitted thinnys to scoot his water towards dray. Within a second, dray maturely gulped down the glass of water as his throat was almost burning. The man then spoke and he tilted his head and seemed to watch Dray closely. "Go for it. In return you can answer a question or two for me. Have a seat." the man said and seemed to wait for Dray to comply to sit across from him.

Dray refusing the offer would seem an act of rudeness and since they were both konoha shinobis as dray seemed to figure out, he accepted and took a seat across the man. The man with what seemed to be white hairs and blue eyes as dray noticed, tapped the table with his fingers and continued. "Are
you aware of the bad form you are demonstrating right this moment? You arrived here before noon and decided to order wine while dressed and easily
identified as a konoha shinobi. Do you not find that shameful? People might assume all Konoha shinobi are eager to drink in the early hours rather then guard
them. They do after all hold us to a slightly higher standard more often then not."
Dray didn't find it well whenever he was being scolded as he hardly did anything wrong. If not for circumstances, he wouldn't have been in this resturant not to talk of meeting this man in red coat. The sleepiness in his eyes had cleared and the tiredness in his body had been nullified by the man's sensible words that seemed to dig right into dray's soul. Now switching to his usual self, the gentle and never causing trouble self, he proceeded to reply the man...
my story is not that of a thousand years neither is it one I would like to talk about but he who asks a question expects a reply.... Actually, mother nature cheated me by depriving me of sleep at night as since I was up training all day, I couldn't help but try to sleep at night and since I couldn't, my eyes were opened throughout the night.. The reason why I looked tired and also the reason why I forgot not to bring my headband here.. In addition, I ordered for a bottle of wine with the hope of learning how to drink but I guess I was wrong... I doubt if you do know how to drink since you've got none on your table.. dray finished and waited for the man.

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Rippa watched and listened with a raised eyebrow as the young man replied. Of all things he was directing the blame away from himself due to being sleep deprived. To say the least Rippa less then approved. Still the waitress came by and Rippa ordered some eggs and toast with a glass of orange juice. No butter on the toast but some strawberry jam on the side was added before he handed her his menu. As soon as she was gone with the order written down Rippa crossed his fingers while resting his forearms on the table. His swords still close to him but now he seemed considerably less likely to draw them. The boy across from him was less then a threat. If anything he was sleep deprived and mentally exhausted. Still the attempted drawn out poetry of his words seemed to drag out the simple explanation of being sleep deprived. The stranger was as interested in droning on as he was about assuming things. To which Rippa responded to the comment of him not knowing how to drink. It was an awfully rude thing to say with so little evidence to support it. Still as the waitress passed by once more he asked her to bring the young mans dish to their table. Once she was gone he spoke in a calm tone but his blue eyes held little pity for the green haired individual across from him.

"If you didn't get enough sleep then seek better accommodations or a therapist if something plagues your mind. You are a shinobi after all. Use your earnings to improve upon your sleeping arrangements. That aside there is no law against sleeping during the day. A nap would of been the reasonable option as the weather is decent now. However onto the other matter you assume I do not drink at all simply because I didn't order any. It is well before noon boy. Drinking at such an early hour is unsightly and so I didn't order any. As for learning to drink its probably better practiced in private. You are aware you can purchase a bottle to go are you not?"

Rippa looked over the boy quizzically as now he was beginning to question the boys age. He looked remarkably young to be in such a place ordering drinks. That aside not knowing how to drink seemed odd. Almost anyone that cared to drink was able to figure it out without making a spectacle of themselves. Unless they were fools anyway, which he was starting to suspect more and more as time dragged on. Still his breakfast arrived and he picked up the fork and knife cutting off a small piece of egg before placing it into his mouth and chewing with his mouth closed. Savoring every bite of the meal. The orange juice and the jam both smelled sweet from where they sat but his blue eyes still seemed to inspect Dray. As well as somehow seeming just as dangerous with the fork and the butter knife as with a sword.

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During their conversation, a waitress came by as the man in red coat with white hair ordered some eggs and a toast with a glass of orange juice. He made sure to specify that he preferred strawberry jam on the side to butter on the toast before handing her his menu. As she left them, the man chose to take a comfortable posture as he rested his forearms on the table before him. As the waitress passed by again, the elderly man asked her to bring dray's dish to their table.... Of what use would pieces of meat and a bottle of wine do the man... Dray thought as he just kept focus on everything that was going on. As she left, the man spoke softly once again about using his shinobi earning to improve his accomodation or if he couldn't get sleep at night, the day was also available.. Lastly, he spoke to dray concerning drinking and he made dray partially understand that drinking in the early hours partially depicted irresponsibility and as dray was not one who loved drinking, neither did he know how to drink, he wasn't aware of such knowledge neither did he ever stop to think about it.. Dray probably knew that the man was beginning to think of him as a child with those words but was dray more of a child than an adult, afterall, he was merely seventeen years of age..

The man's order arrived shortly at their table as the man began to eat carefully though dray felt like the man was keeping an eye on him.. Dray was out of options though he wanted to know more about the man as he liked people with such personality.. Personalities such as that of his sensei.. Who made dray understand that he would have to wipe his memories to teach him what he needed to know. The man before him seemed similar to his sensei in terms of speech and gestures as that was the only thing dray had figured out from the man even though dray was very perspective in terms of studying a person.. the man just seemed to place an invisble cloak on his person.. As dray seemed to continue observing the man, though avoiding his handsome blue eyes, the waitress interrupted the silence as she brought dray's dish to their table...Thank You..dray said as the waitress smiled and left..

Picking up a piece of meat with the one of the toothpicks available on the side of the plate, he carefully ate it not spilling anything visible on the table. When he was sure that there was nothing in his mouth as he liked not to talk when eating, he paused as he spoke to the man before him..
A person of your appearance looks like someone with authority in konoha.
As I am a shinobi, I am well aware that a shinobi's name is his most important identity but since you might probably think of me as the least harmless person, can I know something which is of significance to you, your alias perhaps if not name.. Dray concluded as called a waiter and ordered for a bottle of water.
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Rippa continued eating as Dray began to eat too. He had come to enjoy a meal and he would be damned if he didn't get to eat his eggs while they were warm. Still he noted that Dray was polite enough to thank the waitress. If nothing else perhaps he was keeping his manners in check with Rippa there. Still Rippa understood lacking proper sleep. He had been more then irritable a couple of times during his training in foreign lands due to loosing sleep. His enemies had felt the brunt of that as well as him not being the kindest host to one of his friends. If she still considered herself a friend anyways. He was on at least some familiar basis with the other captains. Still watching the boy eat with toothpicks was a new experience. Typically people ate with either forks or chopsticks here. Some foods came with toothpicks in them but they were usually bigger meals. It hardly mattered much anyways. If the boy preferred to eat the whole plate with just a toothpick then Rippa would not take the time to object. It wasn't improper by much of a degree anyway. Still Rippa had barely finished his eggs when Dray emptied his mouth and began to speak.

Rippa raised a white eyebrow before smiling as he set down his fork. Picking up a napkin he wiped his mouth before setting to spreading some jam onto his toast as he spoke. His blue eyes didn't have to look down to see what he was doing as he watched dray instead. The edges of his vision contained it all so his hand eye coordination was good enough as to mimic him actually watching what he was doing. Still his tone was fairly gentle in some regards. A practiced bedside manner from his days as a doctor. "An interesting way to ask a name. Normally people would begin with introducing themselves. As for you being dangerous, Unlike most the other people in this room you are capable of utilizing the greatest weapon man possesses, Chakra. I would not make the mistake of considering you below me while you still have that handy, But at the same time I am confident should you attempt to use it I could defend myself adequately. With some effort I could defend the civilians as well. That said you aren't wrong in every regard. I do have some authority in Konoha I suppose. So I shall answer you and in return you shall give me your name. I am Chi Rippa, commander of the Sword saints division. And you are?" Having finished talking he now bit into his strawberry jam covered toast and enjoyed the flavors of childhood remembered. He quickly finished both pieces of toast before washing it down with some orange juice. He smiled and asked the waitress politely for a refill and a glass of juice for his friend before returning his full attention to Dray. At least appearing interested in his response.

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The man answered in such a way that seemed sarcastic to dray though the man was probably correct at the same time flattering dray about him wielding man's greatest weapon. He identified himself as the sword saint captain of konohagakure no sato thus explaining the sword symbol emblazoned on the back of his red coat which dray now caught sight of through a horizintally turned stainless tray carried behind him by a waiter.

Chi rippa. The name stuck to dray's head like a snail stuck to a shell. For the man to hold such a title, he must really have an outstanding prowess in bukijutsu and since dray wasn't one who was bad with the specialization itself, he held unto the name for future purposes. The man now asked of dray's name in return... My name...being an interesting fella, dray didn't want to say his name all out. Not because he was afraid or because he was planning on keeping his identity but he wanted something fun. Something to remember of konoha when he left for kiri and he hoped that this man could give it to him but asking for a duel wouldn't be the best idea though it would have been a brilliant experience but considering the fact that dray took his swords to the blacksmith to melt out everything in it and re- forge it into something unique, dray couldn't put up a beautiful sword fight with this sword captain. Maybe they could have the sword fight another day. Only time would tell.

The man had now emptied his plate and had called a waiter to refill his glass of juice and also a glass for dray. Using this as a perfect opportunity to have fun, though in a decent manner, dray proceeded to answer the man who earlier asked for his name...I have a pretty weird and unusual name though it wouldn't be so after you pronounce it the second time... My own name is Draygglez, more preferably, Dray... My ancestors name, that you would have to guess if you dont mind though you shouldn't have a hard time doing so as you must have a pretty extensive knowledge on clans in konoha for a man your calibre and since my clan has a pretty unique ability which I'll show to you as a clue....
Seeing the oncoming waitress, dray sighted a vase by a table side filled with natural plants as he contolled the plants without any handseals or gestures. The plants simply elongated slowly to their table as about three branches from the plant held unto rippa's plate and lifted it up to the waitress who had already carefully dropped the glass of juice unto the table and was now looking in awe together with most people in the resturant...
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Rippa listened to the young man as he spoke. And yet somehow the boy had decided to speak in puzzles. His first name he gave to Rippa without hesitation. Even gave him the opportunity to call him by a shortened version of it. That part was clear enough. And yet when it came to actually introducing himself properly it functioned differently within the conversation. Dray began to speak of his ancestors and how Rippa should guess his clan if he truly knew a lot about Konoha. That itself was an odd thing. Rippa didn't claim to be a historian or anything. Just a soldier. And yet he was to be tested. This irritated him somewhat. Still, he knew what was coming. With a sigh he waited for it. People of a bloodline were typically eager to show off. Especially if it was a visually apparent ability. The man was obviously not a hyuga or an Uchiha, those two seemed to be incredibly proud of themselves so he checked the eyes first. He hoped it wasn't Sarutobi as he didn't need this place bursting into flames. Uzumaki chains would also be unwelcome. Aburame would ruin his appetite and the boy didn't appear to have any ink on him so that clan was out, though he couldn't remember the name to that clan anyway.  

Still his eyes shifted as he heard the noise of plants straining and people gasping. He felt a pressure building in his head as a head ache began to set in. Of course it was another Senju eager to show off their tree hugging skills. It was highly unlikely he would say that out loud less it got back to the Hokage or the captain of the medical division, but he was growing accustomed to so many Senju running around growing plants everywhere. Getting angry when tree's are cut down for construction or in some extreme cases growing enraged by people stepping on flowers. What caused his head ache though was the showing off. What was it with people that they had to demonstrate their prowess in some skill so constantly? If anything the display was annoying. The waitress just about dropped the orange juice in surprise as the branches snuck passed her and grabbed a plate. Dray of course seemed proud of himself as people looked on in Awe and worry. Yet Rippa merely gave him an irritated frown. Soon as the waitress tenderly and hesitantly took the plate Rippa reached out and gripped the branches with his left hand. The sounds of the wood cracking in his grip could be heard as he began to crush them before speaking to Dray in a low tone.

"It would have been far easier to just state you are a Senju. Did I not just finish stating that chakra was a weapon? Yet you use it in public for cheap tricks and to show off. You may as well start playing with your sword in here boy. Do not play around with your chakra needlessly."

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The waitress hesitantly took the plates and left though most of the people in the resturant still looked suprised.
The man in red coat did not probably like what was hapening.. Was he against somebody getting attention. Dray guessed not since the man did not look like the jealous types. He was probably more than that or he was probably allergic to plants. And of course, yes. That had to be it. The man was feeling uncomfortable with the plants around him and that was probably caused by his allergy. The man could have probably asked dray to stop instead of killing the fun as the man crushed the plants with his hand before telling dray that he was aware of the clan which was the senju clan. Dray knew the man would recognize the clan as they were known for their wood release and plant skills. Still the man seemed to indirectly scold dray by telling him that chakra was a weapon not something for show- off. Dray well heard what the man was saying but just some part really got to him. His face was calm as he placed his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his palms while focusing on the man as he spoke. Dray was furious at why the man crushed the plant. Did he not have any respect for nature or did he just think of it as an ordinary plant. Dray wished the man knew the essence of nature and the reason to preserve it. Were it not for dray's great ancestor, Hashirama Senju and his tree growing skills, of course, the village konohagakure would not be present neither would dray be sitting with this respectable man to talk. Anyways, dray was still grateful for what he had learned from the man. It was probably useful or it might still come in handy in future.
Drinking up the juice in the glass cup, dray stood up and thanked the man for such a moment with him.. The sword saint huh.. Dray thought as he made for the exit with the plants that had little life in them appearing all green again and returning to their vase..

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WC:376
Total wc:3042
Training suiryuudan: 1500/3042
Training shouha: 1500/3042