It was regrettable, but in the end, you found yourself unable to put it off further. Thus with heavy heart, you made your way home after parting with your friends.
You took the longest, most circuitous, rout possible. There was a certain reluctance to face the music.
With the sun well past noon, you eventually opened the door to your home... and found yourself blinking at the scents that your nose picked up.
There was the scent of roasting meat, sweet savory meat roasting slowly over an open fire. Your ears caught the sound of sizzling fat as they dripped into the fire.
There was a time when you would diet in an attempt to look pretty. It was a very short period of time that ended when your mother had spoken at length to you about how the dietary needs of kunoichi were different from civilian girls. More than that, the other
Sakura in you had agreed with your mother.
Ki or chakra usage required having a healthy diet... and if not fed, the fuel for techniques had to come from somewhere else.
And so, you quietly... snuck into your home, drawn to the kitchen and the grill it held.
"Hello, Sakura." Your mother's voice seemed quiet, perhaps she was disappointed. Or perhaps... she was angry with you. "I'm very disappointed with you."
Or she could also be disappointed with you. You looked down before back up at your mother. "I... I can explain?"
"Would it have killed you to not go on your rampage with your friends until after midnight?" There was the slightest tone of recrimination there.
What?
"I had good money riding on you and your friends having better self control and not doing that much damage so early in the night." There was a sigh from your mother. "Still, what's done is done."
Wait... what?
You weren't sure HOW to react to this. Still, you fixate on something important there. "What do you mean... good money?"
"Ah, my daughter is so studious that she has completely forgotten the fact that she's not exactly amongst the first genin graduates of Konoha." There was a shake of head from your mother as she coated the roasting meat with more marinate before turning it over on the grill to let the sauce to cook.
"Money?" Wait... did that mean that there was a betting pool on you and your peers, getting drunk and rampaging? "With who?"
Your mother looked at you as if this was an absolute truth that should be obvious to anyone with some social skills.
Wait... right, this was a ninja village, wasn't it... did that mean that the active nins and retired nins had a betting pool on every new graduating class of genin?
Still, it appeared that mother wasn't angry with you or rather... wasn't angry about the things you had done last night while drunk. "So... this is normal?"
"Uh huh... not to that degree. But normalish. I think there was only one person who won the prize." There was a suspicious tone in your mother's voice now. "But I doubt that she would have fixed the bet... because if she did... I won't be the only one breaking her father's ramen stand."
There was a slight surge of a killing intent from your mother, for the slightest of moments before it was released. Wait, did that mean that the owner's daughter of that Ramen stand that Naruto liked was an active or retired kunoichi?
"Afterwards, could you go pick up your little sister from the academy?"
You nodded idly at your mother. It wasn't that onerous a task.
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Like Mother, like Daughter?
[Sakura Quest] [Naruto / Streetfighter]
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What Do?
[X] Write In
- Write In is for the next day, you have photo session and then team assignment
- Basically, is there anything specific you wanted to do?