That day, Izura was tired as hell. It had been a long day’s work, and just earlier that day, he had apprehended several bandit-ninja in a classroom at the academy.
Just as quickly as Izura had completed the job, he had left. But there were more jobs like that within the span of a single day. Being a high ranking rogue ninja with a reputation did have it’s perks, but it also often meant that due to his high success rate, he was high in demand for work.
Izura made his way to one of his favorite places to eat after a long day of work. It was early evening, and the street lamps lit the way to a bustling section of street where the establishment he sought was located. The sign read “Inochi no Karē Ya”, or the Curry of Life shop. While Izura wasn’t a huge fan of spicy foods, the establishment offered a mild curry that Izura just couldn’t get enough of. It still held a modicum of spiciness, but it was just enough to where the veteran Uchiha shinobi wasn’t completely overwhelmed.
He sat down at one of the bar side seats, exhaling in relief. It wasn’t long till he ordered Beef Curry, Mild with some white rice and vegetables…
Izura withdrew a flask of water from his belt pouch and took a decent swig of it. There really wasn’t anything like cool mountain water.
Just as quickly as Izura had completed the job, he had left. But there were more jobs like that within the span of a single day. Being a high ranking rogue ninja with a reputation did have it’s perks, but it also often meant that due to his high success rate, he was high in demand for work.
Izura made his way to one of his favorite places to eat after a long day of work. It was early evening, and the street lamps lit the way to a bustling section of street where the establishment he sought was located. The sign read “Inochi no Karē Ya”, or the Curry of Life shop. While Izura wasn’t a huge fan of spicy foods, the establishment offered a mild curry that Izura just couldn’t get enough of. It still held a modicum of spiciness, but it was just enough to where the veteran Uchiha shinobi wasn’t completely overwhelmed.
He sat down at one of the bar side seats, exhaling in relief. It wasn’t long till he ordered Beef Curry, Mild with some white rice and vegetables…
Izura withdrew a flask of water from his belt pouch and took a decent swig of it. There really wasn’t anything like cool mountain water.