Hearing his crimson goddess response, his eyes blinked twice and he stood there in absolute silence, momentarily confused, than suddenly, without warning, the young genin rose the tip of his left index finger until It was pointed firmly against his brick red, do cuirass.
"Wait...you thought..." Quickly removing the tip of his index finger from the surface of his do chest piece, he than proceeded to point at the Raikage, specifically her chest, as he continued to speak up in a somewhat surprised manner.
"I was...." Giving off the impression he didn't quite know what to say, awkward silence soon fell upon them as he stood there detached , as If he was in a trance. A few seconds later however, and the genin ended up bursting into laughter, crossing his arms frantically over his chest, his eyes remaining dormant in the moment.
Tamashi Seto
"Oh no no no no no no! I meant shopping! I already get my face smashed in enough as it is! I don't need you hypnotizing me too with your transcended eyes now!
Unable to stop himself, he laughed on for several more moments, taking a page out of the Sannin's book who had just been laughing few minutes prior. When he finally calmed down with a tear still in his eye, he continued, albeit a bit less ecstatic that he had been before. He wiped away the tear with one of his black gloves as he spoke.
"But even If I was, I'm sure someone of your station would be far too busy to deal with the likes of someone like me. Even the village itself and it's system don't have enough time for me. I can't very well expect the crimson goddess that is our leader, have the time of day to train someone like me, a Genin, in any "official" capacity. Besides, I'm more than content with something like this anyway. Life's too short in our line of work to spend all day, every day training or working....but do I know? I'm only a dumb kid."
Despite what he said, he held no malice in his tone of voice. It was simply a fact, a truth, and there wasn't much else to say on it other than he was one of many who fell through the cracks of the system. He was pretty much used it by this point anyway. His father was constantly busy with political affairs, his mother...did...well, whatever she did in private with scrolls, his fiancé was constantly training and studying, taking her future role as the matriarch of the clan much more seriously than he ever took his own, and the rest of his family was no different, especially his eldest sister who constantly on ANBU assignments, leaving him quite frankly, alone with no one besides Sunako and the people he had befriended here, in the village and those within his clan's lands. That probably explained a lot about who he was and how he acted, though he didn't want to think about it too much. Sunako on the other hand, while she may seem tough, and quite imposing on the outside, no doubt due to her amazonian, muscular like body, and stern face, she had a much more caring demeanor than she often led on, akin to a mother tending to her flock, although she would never admit such a thing, even when caught in the act.
As the conversation continued, with Lady Rei stirring the conversation in the direction that all four of them should hang out, Lady Eleventh concurred, but only on the condition that his bodyguard, Sunako would allow his participation. Despite hearing the question, as It was impossible not to, due to her large, furry feline like ears that granted her a far greater perception than a normal human, It went unanswered initially, though someone with perceptive eyes could pickup on the subtle cue's from her ear's twitching. Like any trusted bodyguard, she was so engrossed with her duties that she had been silent during the entire ordeal, seemingly showing little, If any interest in the conversation, as she continually scanned the area like a hawk looking for it's next victim. If he knew Sunako, and he did, he knew nothing would escape her feline eyes. When she finally spoke up several moments later, she shrugged her shoulders as she spoke up with little interest.
Sunako
"As long as my liege doesn't act like a imbecile that won't bring dishonor or shame upon him or his house, there's not much I can do. He's entitled to do and act however he pleases. I'm his bodyguard my lady, not his nanny."
He sighed upon hearing her comment. While he knew she wasn't trying to be rude or anything, especially while in the presence of individuals like the Lady Raikage and her Sannin, but It didn't help the situation one bit, not with her head shifted in the opposite direction of their conversation.....and she frequently called him rude? Did she not know that perhaps she was indeed a hypocritic? Because she was making it pretty obvious right now, at least as far as he was concerned at the moment. For some reason, it left a sour taste in his mouth, but that quickly changed when Lady Eleventh decided to "correct" him on his comment about the civil war, which had the opposite effect then what the Lady Raikage was probably expecting.
Tamashi Seto
"Well, yeah sure, but don't sell yourself short Lady Raikage! There's a reason we have a crimson goddess leading us."
Having spoken in a mostly serious tone, If not toned back for more casual conversation, he stood there with his arms resting on the top of his kusazuri plates that hanged freely from his lower waist. As expected of skirt armor, they hid his hips from view. With a slight grin on his face, he might have had more to say on the manner but before he could do so, possibly due to the Lady Raikage's good fortune, he found himself cut off when Lady Rei drew his attention, causing him to shift his head in her direction. When he heard her talk about clan affairs, starting with his father "probably" being a buzzkill, he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
Tamashi Seto
"Yeah...tell me about it...and my mother doesn't say or do anything unless It somehow pertains to my training on court etiquette."
Sighing again, he momentarily stared at the ground beneath his feet before looking back up at the Sannin. He have her his full attention as she attempted to justify his father's behavior. She certainly wasn't wrong, as he did live with the man, and he did treasure his clan above all else, even Shizu who he kept close to his heart. He just wished he wasn't so stern and uncaring all the time. It didn't help either that no matter what he did, his father would never acknowledge him, let alone praise him, unless of course, It was to slanter him, or worse, punish him. Given the fact his father was a warrior who took his responsibilities very seriously, he supposed he couldn't be surprised by the incredibly high expectations his father had for him. Would It kill him though to smile though? Or at least act happy? He sighed internally at the thought, before being brought back into reality, when he heard Lady Rei mention she herself was a clan leader, albeit one of farmers. Looking at the woman with a somewhat confused expression, he attempted to speak up in a sympathetic tone. His right hand once again sat rested on his hip.
"I uh.....don't actually know that much about the income of my clan's land down south....Shizu...uh...I mean my fiancé, is the one who actually handles that stuff. I've offered to help of course, but she prefers to do things on her own If she can. That said, from the limited tutelage I've been given on the manner, amongst other things, I do know my clan makes a quite a bit from farming and mining due to how rich the lands down south are. There's also sake distilling by the farmers, kimono tailors, the mentorship the veteran ashigaru samurai provide and something about "enchanting" blades with chakra?" Looking momentarily perplexed by his own words, he shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head.
"I have no idea what that's about. Whenever I ask, I'm hushed away like it's some big secret or something." The last part of his response annoyed him, more so than the part where his father was a old stick in the mud. He really didn't understand the big deal. It wasn't as If the clan was killing people for their chakra right? Than infusing said chakra into the blade of a sword....right? Ehh, probably not....wait, no, that was impossible! His clan was a large clan of samurai warriors, not cliché villains.
Regardless of his thoughts on the manner, he found himself snapped back to it when Lady Raikage mentioned something about grabbing something to eat, something called a gyro. Upon returning the stare, he looked puzzled a bit. What the hell was a Gyros? A sandwich? Flat bread? He had no idea. Anything past traditional cooking besides fried food was beyond him. Once he heard Lady Rei comment she had never had one either, she proceeded to ask the same question that was sitting in his head. He chuckled a bit however when he heard her mention she wanted to get hammered like most adults often wanted to. He guessed even a legendary Sannin wasn't immune to getting drunk while off the clock. Such a response however, only caused him to eye her from the edge of his eyes, all the while presenting her with a sly smile.
Tamashi Seto
"Well there is that new saki distillery that just opened in the village, though I'm sure we can probably get saki anywhere."
Normally, he be totally against being with someone who wanted to get drunk, since most drunks he had met were cheating scumbags who deserved to have their throats slit, but he he had little, If any doubts that Lady Rei was anything like that. He didn't know her personally but, well, rumors and stories do get around. Most of them he didn't really get, especially about men not wanting a "piece" of her. He didn't understand it all. Why wouldn't a man want a strong and independent woman? It was quite simply something he couldn't comprehend. I mean really, he couldn't even imagine being someone who was the opposite of that, even If they made it up with their intelligence. When he heard Lady Rei's stomach growl like some beast lusting for food, he chuckled again before he diverted his attention between the two.
While his own stomach didn't growl, he could definitely feel the cold, emptiness within his stomach. He supposed It was time to change that. Hopefully whatever this "Gyros" was good. Nothing was worst than getting something to eat, only for it to taste horrible...