
The blue garments of his were… well, destroyed. His last spar with Doi cost a lot of his energy and clothes, so he had to go shopping before his travel. Fifty fifty, he wasn’t sure if any of his Cloud Mates 101 would be attending the festival too, but… well, was that thought only relevant to him because of his new clothes? Did he just want an impression from them? Please, Hon, you were better than that, come on…!
It was his first time wearing them, too. He couldn’t help but feel self-aware… a deep breath would do it. Yes, concentration. It was his league, and he excelled in it. Although, the new, fresh, green atmosphere did do a trick on him, since he wasn’t used to so many maple trees in a village… as a matter of fact, trees wasn’t the first thing that he would associate the Hidden Cloud with. He’d think mountains… hills… mountain hills…
It didn’t take long before his parkour brain took over, wanting a bigger view of the village. Instinctively, he released a wire that helped pulling him up through a few houses in one leap, soon reaching a rather tall water tank that towered over the rest of the urban. From there, he could see the Stone Faces - carvings of the previous Hokage’s immortalized on the side of the mountain, watching over the Leaf Village… he should have a view up in that place, too. Perhaps later.
Crouching down, he reached into his pocket and pulled up a handful of candy that he bought earlier. Soon, he found himself counting down to 7 pieces of fruit caramels. Eating one piece, he then descended from the good view and brainstormed on what to do; should he go make a lantern? Those were quite traditional. Or maybe try his luck with the fishing games? It required a quick and soft touch, so he would obviously take advantage of his gentle movements trained through years. Nothing unfair about that.
Or maybe make a neat mask for himself? He did just pass by a mask shop that made him think of that event; although, looking through the variation of masks in this one spot, he’d rather just buy one from here instead of making one. He remembered back when he tried making a mask for himself in a special occasion, but that just backfired very hardly.
… But he really stank at finding just the right mask for himself. Heh, even his Byakugan couldn’t scan the variety of masks down.