Mirio sighed as he stepped out of the shower. In front of him was the bathroom mirror and he took a moment to take a look at the scar he’d gained from the incident at the academy. It had been a while since the boy tried to cast a jutsu, which hindered his training quite a bit. He kept up with his physical training, of course, because it was one of the only things that distracted him from all the craziness that he was going through. That being said, physical training wasn’t enough and as such, the boy couldn’t help but wonder when he would get his chakra privileges back.
Mirio proceeded to dry himself off and walk over to his room. On his bed was a duffle bag filled with things he would need over the next couple of days. Clothes and other essentials of the sort. He still had no idea where he was going other than the outer gates.The boy got dressed in his usual attire and grabbed the bag and his sword before heading out. He was in a hurry, so he darted through the rooftops like usual. Finally stopping at a familiar location known as Oikiri, the boy walked in.
He walked up to the counter where he was greeted by a waitress who asked him if he was going to stay and eat or take away. ”Taking away, please. I’d like a dozen dango sticks, whichever one it is that our esteemed Main Branch Sennin’s favorite and a large potion of whatever her favorite tea is please. I’d also like some hot chocolate with a white chocolate swirl.” Mirio said nicely. The boy was a lot more sociable since his incident, seeming more and more like his old self. H paid the waitress the amount she asked for and waited there a bit before he was handed his order.
Now unable to dart through the rooftops like before, the boy walked to the outer gates. His hands were quite full. He had his duffle bag hanging off of his right shoulder, his sword hanging off of his left shoulder and he was holding all the food and drinks in his hands. Arriving at his destination, the boy would place his bag on the ground, still letting his sword hang from his shoulder. He placed Asuka’s favorite tea and Dangos on a table that was conveniently placed nearby. Grabbing his hot chocolate, the boy began to drink it as he waited for Asoka to arrive.
[MFT: 416]
Mirio proceeded to dry himself off and walk over to his room. On his bed was a duffle bag filled with things he would need over the next couple of days. Clothes and other essentials of the sort. He still had no idea where he was going other than the outer gates.The boy got dressed in his usual attire and grabbed the bag and his sword before heading out. He was in a hurry, so he darted through the rooftops like usual. Finally stopping at a familiar location known as Oikiri, the boy walked in.
He walked up to the counter where he was greeted by a waitress who asked him if he was going to stay and eat or take away. ”Taking away, please. I’d like a dozen dango sticks, whichever one it is that our esteemed Main Branch Sennin’s favorite and a large potion of whatever her favorite tea is please. I’d also like some hot chocolate with a white chocolate swirl.” Mirio said nicely. The boy was a lot more sociable since his incident, seeming more and more like his old self. H paid the waitress the amount she asked for and waited there a bit before he was handed his order.
Now unable to dart through the rooftops like before, the boy walked to the outer gates. His hands were quite full. He had his duffle bag hanging off of his right shoulder, his sword hanging off of his left shoulder and he was holding all the food and drinks in his hands. Arriving at his destination, the boy would place his bag on the ground, still letting his sword hang from his shoulder. He placed Asuka’s favorite tea and Dangos on a table that was conveniently placed nearby. Grabbing his hot chocolate, the boy began to drink it as he waited for Asoka to arrive.
[MFT: 416]