Requesting Exit Let me out.... Let me outtttttttt

[Kureji]

It was near midnight when Kureji would take his leave. Yeah, he hit the bar and stayed in his little hotel room for a while as he mulled over his thoughts about what Nao had said. Walking towards the gates, the guards tensed up, thinking of someone trying to force their way out, but Kureji just produced a wooden item. It was faint, but the guards should be able to tell that the once Sennin, now Hokage Sazuki Nao's chakra emanated from it. "I ain't got no passport, but Nao had let me in with this. My time here is up and I gotta skedaddle."

(requesting exit)

 

[Inuzuka Keiyaku]

One of the guards in particular seemed very tense, but the guard was on the more unusual side. A little shiba inu, obviously a ninken, clad in tactical gear, sat in front of Kureji, watching him cautiously. Its little nose twitched as it sniffed the air before turning its head to the side and letting out several sharp barks.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'," replied a disgruntled voice, its owner emerging from the small guard house, a roughly hewn pencil and sheaf of paper in hand, apparently having been writing a little. Keiyaku's eyes alighted on Kureji, raising an eyebrow as he inspected him and the thing he offered to the guards.

"Nao, huh? Lemme see," he said, taking the object. Rather than doing something mystical with it, or sensing the chakra, he slowly raised it to his nose and started sniffling at it like a dog searching for fallen table scraps. Apparently, it passed the strange test, because Keiyaku offered it back to Kureji.

"Yep, that's definitely Nao-flavoured," he said, leaning against the guard house and going back to scribbling his letter, wishing Kureji well in a bored sort of voice, "Konoha wishes you well, please come back soon, yadda yadda yadda...."

[Exit granted]