Well, this was certainly different. It had been a week since Ii Hissori had found a new home, here in Iwagakure. Specifically he had found his apartment in a nicer neighborhood than where he worked. The apartment right now was barren. Ii Hissori was never much for furniture, but now it was awful. He actually had been sleeping just on a blanket next to his dog, Buru. He was too busy to get well anything right in the Hope Clinic.
The whole week, Hissori had been working on the clinic, or at least trying to make headway there. Every day, Hissori was either looking at the medical materials, or evaluating the medical staff, or at least trying to clean a little bit. At night, Hissori worked on the floor plans for his clinic. But this was not what the day was about, no. Today was about shopping finally for his apartment.
In the bright sun Ii Hissori was walking down the streets. He had a list of the stuff he needed. He actually needed everything from a fridge to a bed. Luckily for Hissori, he had a lot of mission money saved up from his work around the world during his travels, and some coupons given to him from Keita to help him settle in that were government funded.
It was strange though, Hissori was walking down the streets really not knowing anything. Which clan was a good place to get a bed? Which clan made the best beds? Which clan made the best furniture’s? He was lost. Hopelessly wondering down the streets, Hissori peered to some of the buildings trying to find anything. God he needed help.
The whole week, Hissori had been working on the clinic, or at least trying to make headway there. Every day, Hissori was either looking at the medical materials, or evaluating the medical staff, or at least trying to clean a little bit. At night, Hissori worked on the floor plans for his clinic. But this was not what the day was about, no. Today was about shopping finally for his apartment.
In the bright sun Ii Hissori was walking down the streets. He had a list of the stuff he needed. He actually needed everything from a fridge to a bed. Luckily for Hissori, he had a lot of mission money saved up from his work around the world during his travels, and some coupons given to him from Keita to help him settle in that were government funded.
It was strange though, Hissori was walking down the streets really not knowing anything. Which clan was a good place to get a bed? Which clan made the best beds? Which clan made the best furniture’s? He was lost. Hopelessly wondering down the streets, Hissori peered to some of the buildings trying to find anything. God he needed help.
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