Seikou tugged lightly at her father's sleeve as they made their way through the shopping distract. It was rather busy today, for a reason the little girl couldn't rightly say. All she knew was if her grip slipped, she would be lost in the crowd with no clue where to go. She knew they were seeking out materials for her debut in the academy, but her father hadn't disclosed what items they would need, nor where to find them. She opened her mouth to ask, but quickly clamped it shut upon remembering her father's teachings. Ladies are quiet, calm, and only pose questions when absolutely necessary. Seikou recalled her mother asking plenty of questions over the years, so why couldn't she? The tiny girl shook her head, pushing such thoughts out of her mind. She looked up at the back of her father's head, wondering if he had used some shinobi power to read her mind. She swore he could do that.
When he didn't turn to address her, Seikou relaxed her shoulders a bit. Lectures were no fun, especially in public. Trying to distract herself from the nagging questions about her father's ideals, the Nanjirou child eyed her surroundings. The view wasn't great, however, due to her diminutive height. The sea of chests and stomachs made it difficult to see the shops, and any attempt to crane her neck was met with an elbow dangerously close to her face. Edging closer to her father, Seikou looked upwards for relief from the slight claustrophobic feeling creeping in on her. There, she spotted a hyper boy wiggling on a large man's shoulders. With a hopeful gleam in her eye, Seikou glanced back to her father and gave his sleeve a stronger tug. "Papa, might you put me on your shoulders? I cannot see." She instantly regretted her request as her father gave her a judgmental look. "Now now child. You know it is unlady-like to ride atop someone's shoulders, especially in your current garb." Seikou bit the inside of her lower lip for a moment before responding. "Yes Papa, sorry Papa."
After a few more minutes, parent and child reached a break in the crowd near the plaza fountain. Seikou's father lifted her gently, just enough to help her sit upon the fountain's rim. "It is rather busy today, is it not? How about you stay here while I finish the shopping, my dear. I will be but a moment. Remember to..." He trailed off to allow Seikou to finish. "Stay clean. Stay still. Stay delicate." The man gave his daughter an approving pat on the head before disappearing into the crowd. The Nanjirou girl resisted the urge to pout her lip as she spoke to herself. "But all those things are so boring." With more room around her, Seikou scanned her surroundings again, searching for someone or something to entertain her.
WC: 480
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When he didn't turn to address her, Seikou relaxed her shoulders a bit. Lectures were no fun, especially in public. Trying to distract herself from the nagging questions about her father's ideals, the Nanjirou child eyed her surroundings. The view wasn't great, however, due to her diminutive height. The sea of chests and stomachs made it difficult to see the shops, and any attempt to crane her neck was met with an elbow dangerously close to her face. Edging closer to her father, Seikou looked upwards for relief from the slight claustrophobic feeling creeping in on her. There, she spotted a hyper boy wiggling on a large man's shoulders. With a hopeful gleam in her eye, Seikou glanced back to her father and gave his sleeve a stronger tug. "Papa, might you put me on your shoulders? I cannot see." She instantly regretted her request as her father gave her a judgmental look. "Now now child. You know it is unlady-like to ride atop someone's shoulders, especially in your current garb." Seikou bit the inside of her lower lip for a moment before responding. "Yes Papa, sorry Papa."
After a few more minutes, parent and child reached a break in the crowd near the plaza fountain. Seikou's father lifted her gently, just enough to help her sit upon the fountain's rim. "It is rather busy today, is it not? How about you stay here while I finish the shopping, my dear. I will be but a moment. Remember to..." He trailed off to allow Seikou to finish. "Stay clean. Stay still. Stay delicate." The man gave his daughter an approving pat on the head before disappearing into the crowd. The Nanjirou girl resisted the urge to pout her lip as she spoke to herself. "But all those things are so boring." With more room around her, Seikou scanned her surroundings again, searching for someone or something to entertain her.
WC: 480
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