That son of a hoot was living peacefully here, probably in luxury too. Ryota gritted his teeth as he collected his painting things, he knew that he had promised only to use his walls... But this was revenge. Not once did this caregiver look for him when he vanished from those people, or if he knew that he was inside these walls to come to him… he would make sure that the person knew that he was here now. Not caring one bit what that man would do to him, hell give it the worst because he was used by so much now.
Around midnight he went over his equipment one more time. He had the cans, he had to spray knobs, he had the drawings that he was going to be using... Everything seemed to check out and he made sure that he wore clothing, not only dark, but to match the exterior of the building too. After that he sneaked to the casino, even using one of the moves that would conceal his steps. Not making a single sound and scaring some people in the streets as he made his way.
At first, he started to get a good spot, one that people could see a lot from, and make sure it was high enough. It was tricky because of the people around it... That is why he took an after-hour thing. If he did this in broad daylight, he surely would be caught quickly if not directly.
Ryota looked at the paper he had in front of him, yes… He knew this one would mean so much depending on who saw it. Yet he was sure that it would not fit the casino. Grinning to himself he would start to get his spray paints ready. ’ I am lucky with my chakra control… I don’t even need a bloody ladder to do this.’
In just over a few hours… The casino had gotten a makeover from this teen.
The teen grinned to himself while covered in paint, out of habit he played his initial on the bottom of the chicken, a letter A with a cat paw inside. "He won't see this coming... Serves his right tho, chicken, weird swine that he is." He huffed as he started to pack up his things. The sun was already setting and he now noticed that he had been pulling an all-nighter for this. ' Again an allnighter huh...' He thought as he placed a leaf under his tongue and made sure that he was going to get in the clear.
From the ground he watched to his masterpieces once more, it all stood for something for himself, but he was more than proud to have done this. He knew it wasn't his best work, since some spots were spotty, but still.
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