But now to keep income coming in along with the company, my parents had decided to turn the estate into a luxury hotel. So while we did live there, we usually lived with a couple other people at a time. But there were a few others who regularly visited throughout the year, or even month. A few I recognized and even made stories up for, such as, the couple who came in about 3 times a month for a day or two at a time. I was sure they were adulterous and used our hotel as a safe place to practice their dark deed. Then there was the old man who lived with us, I swear, six months out of the year. Then just leaves without a word. Never figured out his name though, I kept telling myself to learn it but always got distracted somehow.
But today I set out for the beginning of my second, and hopefully, last year in the academy. While my parents insisted I either start apprenticing under my father, or start learning how to manage a hotel, I was determined to show them that I could do what I set out to accomplish one year ago. While three-hundred and sixty five days prior i had joined to escape fate, I now truly wanted to become a soldier of the Kumogakure military force. So there I was, standing on the sidewalk in front of the estate. The cool air on my pale face reminded me of all the mornings I would make my way to the learning center. While I knew it would most likely be a year full of tough work, I hoped things would be easier than I remembered. With this in mind, I began to my trek toward the academy with goal set in mind.
[iNPC: Zaku]