Zenichi was completely done with Stone. It seemed to be a village determined to be perpetually caught into drama. The leaders seemed to side with whichever party carries the biggest sword, the people within its walls seem to find little comfort in the politics that govern them. Furthermore, they seemed to seem uncaring for the future of their village. He had met an Uchiha horse that used his talents to be able to play the piano. He met another who seemed to be on a mission but have never seen the first day in the academy. With little care that this untrained could befall an arrow to the knee, he ran blindly into a tavern looking for information. He had met a young man who seemed to be marked for death by not only the Anbu corps and the MPs. The kid wasn’t at fault, it was evident that he didn’t know his place among the most powerful people. If he hadn’t found his death yet, it would only be a matter of time before he did.
Lastly, there was Kamaru. The man who was the blindest of them all. He had a bull’s-eye marked on his back by the Daimyo herself. And yet, he walked the streets as if it was just another day in paradise. He would have allowed Kamaru to walk into his own fate if he didn’t feel a certain affinity to him. While his guardian Kazuki didn’t specifically ask him to protect Kamaru, Zenichi felt that he should since Kazuki was unaware of the dangers within these walls.
So Zenichi sat here at a nice tea and coffee bistro for Kamaru. He had packed out of his hotel room and would hit the road soon. He wanted to give Kamaru a farewell
Lastly, there was Kamaru. The man who was the blindest of them all. He had a bull’s-eye marked on his back by the Daimyo herself. And yet, he walked the streets as if it was just another day in paradise. He would have allowed Kamaru to walk into his own fate if he didn’t feel a certain affinity to him. While his guardian Kazuki didn’t specifically ask him to protect Kamaru, Zenichi felt that he should since Kazuki was unaware of the dangers within these walls.
So Zenichi sat here at a nice tea and coffee bistro for Kamaru. He had packed out of his hotel room and would hit the road soon. He wanted to give Kamaru a farewell