Kashiki meandered down some unnamed road in the packed village known as Konoha. He had long since made his decision on the offer the lady who planned to rebuild Sunagakure, Nova, had made. Even if it was a crime, even if he died for it, he didn't care. He had always gone through life doing what he thought was the right thing and in this moment, moving to his family's homeland was what felt right. Even so, it wasn't like he wasn't going to miss Konoha. He had spent his life here and grown to like it even if it wasn't his homeland and thats why he was doing. He decided that he wanted to visit ever place in Konoha that he enjoyed one last time before leaving, and so he did. He was currently on the way to a small shop that sold the dumplings he had come to enjoy during the festivities of the chunin exams. He stepped inside the cramped shop, the smells of various dumpling fillings drifted through the air and merged into a delicious smelling aroma. Kashiki stepped up to the counter and ringed a dented bell that rested on it. Out of a back room which the boy assumed was the kitchen stepped a chubby older man with an apron on. Kashiki purchased two skewers of three flavor dumplings and left the shop, continuing down the road to whatever his next destination was. The dumplings were just as good as he remembered, if he could take one thing to Sunagakure it would have to be this dumpling shop.

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