Kiriyomi steps out of the ramen shop, a hand over his stomach, feeling full and happy. He hadn't had a meal like that in quite some time, especially since he and Suniwa had been eating leftovers from the dishes that their neighbors had brought over after the funeral. He just needed to get out of the house for a little while, to get some fresh food and fresh air. Looking down the street, he sees the line for a dango cart is relatively short. Glancing up at the sky, he notices that it is still early afternoon. So he walks over and gets in line to order some dango for dessert. After a few minutes, he arrives at the front of the cart. "I'll take a tri-color dango, please. Also a bottle of water, please." Putting the yen down on the stall, Kiri takes the stick and bottle of water and wanders down the street a bit to a less crowded area and finds a bench to sit on while he enjoys his treat.
Kohara flies up off the boy's shoulder and lands on the dango, staring down at it. "Kiri... Can I have a little bite? Please? You know I go crazy for this stuff!" The Aburame chuckles to himself and nods, allowing the ant to take a small bite before flying back to his shoulder. He then proceeds to bite the first piece off the end of the stick, chasing it down with a swig of water. A memory of his father, Satsu, bringing him down here to get dango springs to mind and sours the taste in his mouth immediately. He turns and throws the stick into the trash, swishing some water in his mouth and spitting that into the trash as well. "Damnit Otosan... Why can't I get away from your memories? You're everywhere now. I can't get away from your ghost..."
MFT: 315
Kohara flies up off the boy's shoulder and lands on the dango, staring down at it. "Kiri... Can I have a little bite? Please? You know I go crazy for this stuff!" The Aburame chuckles to himself and nods, allowing the ant to take a small bite before flying back to his shoulder. He then proceeds to bite the first piece off the end of the stick, chasing it down with a swig of water. A memory of his father, Satsu, bringing him down here to get dango springs to mind and sours the taste in his mouth immediately. He turns and throws the stick into the trash, swishing some water in his mouth and spitting that into the trash as well. "Damnit Otosan... Why can't I get away from your memories? You're everywhere now. I can't get away from your ghost..."
MFT: 315