Too much personnel around the borders wouldn’t necessarily be the most effective method to increase surveillance. And yet… after the meeting, he’d tried his outmost to accommodate the Sennin’s command with the amount of ANBU he could afford to add onto the border’s nigh airtight mapping. Really, anything to avoid a second Tama situation.
Hon also knew… this felt like the prelude to another great conflict. Especially after what he’d learned about the Sand. He personally documented whatever rumors there were about the Ancients from his brief interrogation with Tama. It wasn’t even confirmed knowledge yet, but sometimes, even rumors could be extremely useful later.
…
He couldn’t be witnessed falling asleep on his desk in the vicinity of his subordinates. That’d be an embarrassment he’d never live down. Closing the file, he stood up and was aiming for his own quarters, but it meant passing by one of the passages leading back to Yuna’s office. I… I’m still wondering about that, he thought to himself, She has to explain herself…
It had been a while since the meeting, and whatever business she had with the returning ANBU Captain should be over by now… but at the same time, the topic he had in mind made his heart sink with weight. No. It’d probably be easier to just… huh…
Sorry, Ziren… I should’ve probably told you back then, but… I… I never imagined I’d grow this fond of your daughter.
Hell, above all else, he didn’t want to remember the first time they ever talked to each other. Hon was ridden with a sense of awkwardness unfit for an ANBU Captain. He tried to move away from the door to her office, but his feet wouldn’t budge, and then…
Ah… this old habit of his, standing still in the middle of the hallway without even making his presence known. Just standing there… Kitsune-sama would shake her head in disapproval if she saw this.
WC: 323 [MFT]
Hon also knew… this felt like the prelude to another great conflict. Especially after what he’d learned about the Sand. He personally documented whatever rumors there were about the Ancients from his brief interrogation with Tama. It wasn’t even confirmed knowledge yet, but sometimes, even rumors could be extremely useful later.
…
He couldn’t be witnessed falling asleep on his desk in the vicinity of his subordinates. That’d be an embarrassment he’d never live down. Closing the file, he stood up and was aiming for his own quarters, but it meant passing by one of the passages leading back to Yuna’s office. I… I’m still wondering about that, he thought to himself, She has to explain herself…
It had been a while since the meeting, and whatever business she had with the returning ANBU Captain should be over by now… but at the same time, the topic he had in mind made his heart sink with weight. No. It’d probably be easier to just… huh…
Sorry, Ziren… I should’ve probably told you back then, but… I… I never imagined I’d grow this fond of your daughter.
Hell, above all else, he didn’t want to remember the first time they ever talked to each other. Hon was ridden with a sense of awkwardness unfit for an ANBU Captain. He tried to move away from the door to her office, but his feet wouldn’t budge, and then…
Ah… this old habit of his, standing still in the middle of the hallway without even making his presence known. Just standing there… Kitsune-sama would shake her head in disapproval if she saw this.
WC: 323 [MFT]