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"Good, you've arrived," Mei said, getting up from her comfy-looking chair. "It's good to see you again, Yamato."
Green-kun inclined his head.
"And you must be Hinata," she said, turning to me. "I'm glad you managed to find your way back."
I copied Green-kun, inclining my head as well.
Mei's...
I was in a bit of a pickle, with no immediate way of solving the problem.
Meeting Zabuza and Haku was something I'd been looking forward to, Haku specially. It felt like it had been ages since I last talked with her, and I have several new pastries I'd like her to sample. I knew from previous...
Unfortunately, our journey didn't take us close to the Great Naruto's Bridge, but even if it had, I don't think we had time to stop and chat with people that lived around there. As much as I wanted to visit Tsunami again and see how that brat Inari had grown the past couple of years, there were...
ANBU found one me in my apartment hours later. I sensed them coming and could have very well slipped away, but I wanted answers. My packing and preparations were already done and I needed information. It was past time I dealt with the rat.
A part of me was also worried about Secretary-chan. I...
Who was Secretary-chan?
My first real friend. my first girl-crush in this world. The girl who lost her mind over mango desserts, the glass-wearing goddess full of onee-sama energy.
Who she wasn't?
A traitor.
No way. No one could convince me otherwise. There had to be a mistake, my brain was...
What could I do in a situation like this? What could I say? I did the only thing I could think of. I clung to her as hard as she clung to me. Words left my mouth: sweet nonsense and reassurances. I don't know if that helped or not.
At some point, Ino stopped crying, just sniffling...
I ended up playing a few more songs, among those, Ellie’s version of Aha’s Take on Me. I mixed some of the traditional Konoha’s songs I learned at the academy, but gave them my own personal touch. For one, I liked pop music; there was no need to deny that. The calming, serene songs taught didn’t...
Ino watched the spread of pastries like a woman without food for an entire week. Her eyes were intense, slightly dilated, borderline scary, but before I let her loose on the new ones, there was another I wanted her to try.
"Today isn't a day for cupcakes," I said, earning me a frown, "except...
I left Ino at her house while I went back to the apartment to prepare things. I had, on the previous day, put together things I would need for today's pastries. My go-to creations always revolved around cupcakes, muffins, cakes, bagels, cookies, cheesecakes, and pretzels, among others. On rare...
Yamanaka Mom's pupilless brown eyes pierced through me from the other side of the table. Her face was serious, without a hint of a smile for me.
There was on the table for us a cup of hot tea — green — and a few cupcakes that had survived Ino’s early eating frenzy. The mood was heavy. Ino had...
I had — somehow — acquired a stalker. He'd been following me day after day ever since the dinner at the Uchiha's, but I was messing up the order of things. Before talking about the stalker, I had to talk about the dinner.
That night, dinner at the Uchiha's was torture, not because of anything...
Radios are used in the first part of the story as well. Before the land of waves, when they are in that mission to capture the Daimyo wife cat, they use radios.
I'm not exactly sure why thy are not more widespread, but my interpretation is that on high secrecy missions, the danger of having...
“Tsunade!” With hands on my shoulders, Ino shook me like I was a tree sapling. “You’re choosing her, right?”
The idea was tempting, really, but I still needed to decide what to focus on.
“I want to, but hear me out?”
More sapling shaking ensued. “You’ve got to pick her, Hinata-chan. It’s the...