Pushing through handseals quickly, Hisao blew fire gently around the iron pot in his sunken hearth, heating the kettle much quicker than waiting for the coals to boil it. If I had been caught doing this while Yong was still around, I would have had my ass handed to me, smirking, Hisao added enough matcha to his cup, enough to make the tea nice and thick, which is how he preferred it, and then poured some hot water, pushing chakra through the cup to mix it quickly, then added a dash of sake.
Strange that I would think of the sensei that abandoned myself and Doku, after all these years. Sipping his tea, he enjoyed the edge the sake gave it, it warmed his old bones. I guess I finally have enough free time, for my thoughts to drift there, he was never cleared from the bingo book after all. As the tea and sake mix relaxed him, he thought to his current schedule, I have no classes to teach, no missions to run… No real obligations to anyone other than myself, which has not happened in a while…
Turning the thoughts over in his head, he could hear the gentle rustling sound signalling the arrival of Doku, so Hisao quickly downed the last of his sake-tea mix, and put the cup back in front of him, as if unused. Pushing his hands to the side to stand up, his knees decided they didn’t want to bend and let him stand up. “Just come in, my bones are too old to be bothered getting up.”
WC: 262
Strange that I would think of the sensei that abandoned myself and Doku, after all these years. Sipping his tea, he enjoyed the edge the sake gave it, it warmed his old bones. I guess I finally have enough free time, for my thoughts to drift there, he was never cleared from the bingo book after all. As the tea and sake mix relaxed him, he thought to his current schedule, I have no classes to teach, no missions to run… No real obligations to anyone other than myself, which has not happened in a while…
Turning the thoughts over in his head, he could hear the gentle rustling sound signalling the arrival of Doku, so Hisao quickly downed the last of his sake-tea mix, and put the cup back in front of him, as if unused. Pushing his hands to the side to stand up, his knees decided they didn’t want to bend and let him stand up. “Just come in, my bones are too old to be bothered getting up.”
WC: 262