
Arriving in his robes, his family symbol plastered on his back, with small etching of tattoos along his wrists, he kept projectile weapons there. Maybe now he would be able to not have to think he'd have to use them? Maybe... Who knew but Suyashi was quite after the thoughts of being able to take off his robings and relax, with all the paperwork he would get because of his position he would not like to think about what the Hokage or even a Sennin had to do. 'Maybe not now... but in the future... I think I could.'
"This is a sweet life...", and that it was...