Maikeru woke up from his long nap. It was around six. He had decided to take a nap during the day, because he was going to be out for a long night. He felt he was getting close to the father. He was almost certain that was behind the murder. Of course he needed he needed help in this case. It would be dangerous to go it alone. And more ground could be covered. Normally he wasn’t so keen on having a partner tag along in anyway but options were running out. He needed to speak to the mother of Hanakei. But before he did anything he had to do at least one hour of training, preparing for any particular danger ahead.

He hit the punching bag over and over, sweat flying off his body with each strike. A knee strike here, and an elbow strike there. His eyes were focused and his mind clear. His pants were heavy. He had been doing a lot of strength and endurance exercises, which was his forte. Remaining resistant to whatever pain there is, he continued to hit harder and harder. Maikeru felt his muscles burn with each decisive strike. When he finally stopped he felt wary. He cleaned himself up, and dressed in his normal clothing to head off.

The nights of Konoha were just as busy as the day, undoubtedly. People were still bustling around and such. It was time for Maikeru to grab a partner. The only shinobi he actually knows: Tamago. He was a tad bit reluctant to, as he was sure that she couldn’t stand him, but he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. It definitely wouldn't bother bother to ask. But Maikeru wasn’t just going to barge in her house unannounced asking for help. He was going to barge in her house unannounced asking for help, but also with a gift. Maikeru had a quite a bit of money left. He is confidant that the murder of Hanakei will be caught soon, so he doesn’t mind splurging much.

Going to a store Maikeru looks around. It was in the higher end places, so he was aware of the price, but also the quality. Looking around the shop he found a perfect gift. It was a tall teacup, made with ceramic, with beautiful flower designs made of pure gold, and a lid that was sealed tightly. It was perfect. As the Iwa ninja went to have it rung up, the lady smiled. “Would you like some tea with that? With every purchase of our teacups, we give tea so you can try it for yourself.” Maikeru smiled. An expensive gift with actual drink inside already? What a deal. The lady poured the tea, and Maikeru went on his way. He continued to make his way towards the wealthy homes of Konohagakure. When he was a wandering mercenary, Maikeru had been to wealthy places frequently, but Konoha always stood out. There was something always more extravagant about the way they did things. It was a whole lot more eccentric. But Maikeru had never seen a house as large as Tamago’s.

Maikeru had memorized which room was which from their encounter with the thief. Holding tightly to the teacup, he climbed to her room to witness a sleeping Tamago. He tapped on her window. It was locked. He climbed to the top of roof, and created a mud wolf. He took out his rope and put it in the wolves mouth. The wolf bit down hard. Taking the other end of the rope, Maikeru ran off the roof, and swing into the window, crashing right through it, glass shattering everywhere. Expecting she would be awake, he held the still intact teacup. “Hey Tami. Yeah I am going to need your help with something rather important.” He optimistically held up the expensive teacup. “I bought you tea. And the teacup itself is also for you…so yeah”


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