The young ninja traversed himself through Konohagakure's roads, exploring through the village's latitude. Although he was exploring through what he sees day after day, he realized this village had new mysteries emerging from within it's depths. Far at the distance stood the Hokage mountain, it was high and beautiful. It's golden model stood the highest figure between Konoha's buildings. The sky was depressing just by it's own view, only dark heavy clouds loomed over the distant horizon, as tense air shared in and took the role of the fresh one. Winter was one of Hiru's dislikes, no sun seemed to ever appear, the sky never looked blue and wilderness is always knocking on the edge of death at that time of the year.

He, however, had discovered today he was out of stock, which basically means he has nothing to eat. And his stomach was grumbling since yesterday. So it was time to pay a visit to Teuchi and his daughter. Hiru marched forward with confidence filling his morale and also his moral. His back straight and steady, his grayish hair would dance with the wind's maneuver. Children ran here and there, the crowd consisted of many different people. From shinobis with high chakra flow or simply to busy citizens roaming the streets. He approached the hung blankets (??) slowly washing them off his face and stepping inside with a smile. "Ah, Hiruken. Welcome! Have a seat, please." He followed the instructions without uttering a word, he did not recognize if it was apparent or not, but probably his cheeks are going redder than devil's blood. Behind him was his daughter, standing with a smile awaiting my order.

He responded without being questioned."One bowl of Ramen, please.." Glaring at the young lady, he dug his hand through his pocket, captured some lost coins and shoved them to Teuchi. But immediately turned his view around as he she noticed his elongated stare. He leaned his arms on the marble. Impatiently shrouding his feet as it leaned over the seat's under bars. The smell of Ramen was getting on his nerves as he grew impatient to the point that his control over his leg was out of hand. Until his meal is served. A few minutes later, after so much leg shaking, Hiruken was already licking off some remains of the noodles and swallowing up the soup. "That was tasty, thanks alot!" Hiru jumped off the, saluted him with his his hand sign and exited outside. Tracking back his steps to his house, it was time for a nap.

(I Know it's small and simple, but...

The young Senju had just finished training. His short orange hair filled with sweat. It really didn't help that he was wearing a jacket. Mitto took off his forehead protector and tied it to his left arm with the use of one hand and his mouth. Mitto then headed over to the ramen shop, one of his favorite places to eat. As Mitto was walking he saw someone whom he thought looked familiar, but then he shook it off. 'Must be another shinobi' Mitto thought to himself. Mitto then heaed towards the ramen shop. As Mitto was entering, another person was leaving, so Mitto took his spot, and ordered his usual order of ramen noodles. He then waited outside and dug into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes, and ensued to light one up. He took a couple of inhales and watched as the person who just left the ramen shop walked away. Not really paying attention to anyone specific but being lazy and just watching people go by. One lady bumped into him and excused herself. She then saw him smoking and started to scold him. Mitto rolled his eyes and noticed that his stomach was grumbling. 'wonder when these noodles are going to be ready'

OOC: i didn't know if this was still open but it said open so i replied. Trying to get some rp in.
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