Saisei was tired. He had had a much longer day than he was used to, his mother having decided to punish him for his 'ridiculous actions' earlier in the week. I mean, as much as her son could sort of understand where she was coming from, it's not like Saisei had been given a choice and had actively gone out of his way to harm the civilian. The man, who had in fact introduced himself but who's name was not worth remembering to the young Hyuga, had later explained that he had been put into a trance of sorts, and had not been able to see his fuschia haired opponent, only his own father, who had abused him as a child, which had riven him into a frenzy, lashing out in the way he had, only being able to see his opponent in brief flashes, and not being able to control his words. It had mattered very little in the end, but waking up in a hospital bed, covered in various bruises and burns around your yellow and red skin, with your already strict and high strung mother standing before you, her face a mixture of worry and fury. She certainly hadn't been very happy, having grounded and barred Saisei from leaving the house unless instructed, something she had abused to hell that morning, getting her son up at a ridiculous time to go to the shops and by her weekly shopping before anyone else got there, as well as buying enough for possibly three or four weeks at once. But that wasn't all, oh no, she had then commanded her son to, while still carrying all the shopping back home with him, to stop by the weapons shop and pick up random crap that Saisei knew she didn't really want, she just wanted to tire out her son and make him suffer, something she had continued throughout the day, sending him to do menial and useless tasks, before returning home, which is where the poor boy currently found himself.

After such a long day, Saisei was tired, and so he had run himself a bath for an hour, allowing himself some time alone to relax adn reinvigorate himself, as well as clean his body. No matter what people said, taking a bath was quite possibly the most relaxing thing one could do with their time, short of death, the greatest relaxation in life. It reminded the young Hyuga of another time, a very similar morning, where he had found himself in a lovely little pond and a waterfall, allowing him to bathe in the morning air. Of course, right now it was dark out, but there was an overpowering urge to go to the forests and see his spot, if he could find it in the dark. So he got out of his bath, and began to run towards the forest outside of the village, managing to expertly sneak out without making a noise so as not to alert his mother.

After what felt like an eternity, Saisei was outside of the village, and trying to find his spot. Hoping it would aid him, he activated his Byakugan to give him a better outline of the area, as well as to see if there was anybody to be wary of in his vicinity and, true enough, it didn't take long before two objects came into his cone of vision: one clearly a human, and another, strange one standing on the far side from the man in relation to Saisei. It seemed to contain chakra, but it was the man's within, which was very confusing, because usually things such as puppets were not visible to the Byakugan, as they were merely creations devoid of any chakra of their own. Regardless, this creature possessed a signature of its own, similar enough to the man's for them to be connected in some way, but still unique somehow. Either way, it had certainly piqued the interest of the deaf man, who decided to stick to the tree branches around him, not making his position known to the young man or the creature, while instead simply watching, unable to speak or ask anything. While he watched in futility, he tried to look at the demonic looking red... thing. there was no real explanation for what it was, as it was nothing that should exist. Instead, the young Hyuga decided the best course of action was to do nothing at all, and instead stay exactly where he was so as not to make a sound, with the man now mere inches below Saisei, and the creature a safe fifteen meters away.

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Saisei smiled at the man who was asking whether or not he was lost, but within that smile was a great deal of thoughts and emotions. There was rage, intrigue and a little bit of, even if it had only been there an instant, fear. This man, whoever he was, he was something to be reckoned with, and a fighter worthy of battle, not that Saisei was specifically planning on initiating combat, but if it happened he knew he would still win. That man, no the boy before him had shown some promise to begin with, but after some consideration Saisei had seen through his moves and motives, and had realised the truth about this child. That was all he was: childish. Bullies who seemingly already knew him had come to attack him, with the intent of killing him, and instead of being the bigger man and simply stopping the bullies, he had reacted in the very petty way of lashing out. It was as useful as throwing a tantrum, and he was akin to a baby in that regard, at least in the eyes of Saisei, who was currently looking down on him. His creature, the puppet or whatever it had been, was now gone, after having taken out the children during their confrontation, but it had hardly shown any true power. Saisei had shown very recently how simple it was to take out a civilian, and his foe had been an adult of considerable size and strength, not a bunch of punk kids who had something to prove. Despite his glare and sharp tongue, Saisei looked at him and just saw a pathetic child, so he decided to treat him as such, answering the boy's question with a simple shrug of the shoulders.

But that was not the worst thing, it was not the reason for his rage. He was angry at this time, although his smile never betrayed his emotions, he was looking for the excuse to knock the boy's lights out because of his actions. How dare he attack civilians who knew no better. How dare he think it appropriate to beat them to within an inch of their life, potentially leaving them traumatised for the rest of their lives. The fury was building within the young Hyuga, as he was blaming himself for not doing anything himself. He should've stopped the boy before doing any real damage, but instead he had simply stayed and watched the entire ordeal. He had a thirst for something, not revenge but more redemption. He wished more than anything to avenge the poor children by delivering justice upon the pathetic child before him. The child himself seemed arrogant enough that he would, without even meaning to, provoke an attack from his elder, one that would surely result in this becoming a big bloody mess, another reason the smile was clear on the young Hyuga's face. As much as he felt bad for the children for their unfair defeat, the main reason for wanting to rip the child apart was simple: he was a human being, and within him was an animalistic urge to break things and hit people, regardless of the consequences, but he was too clever to attack first. He wanted his target, the one right in front of him, to initiate combat, before being crushed.

The boy hoped that Saisei was not lost, to which the young boy just shook his head, it was easy to answer yes or no questions being deaf, since they didn't usually need words to accompany them, and it man that, even now, this man would have no idea that Saisei was deaf, right now he was just a quiet man, a silent and strong man with a calm and kind smile on his face, as he waited for the man to say something more, for their conversation to continue and for the man to slip up doing something, and then the fun would begin, and that was something Saisei could not wait for.

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