水⸻ᅟ𝐘𝐎𝑺𝑼𝐊𝐄 ❟ ⛆ .

ᅟ 𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨ᅟ⸻ ❟ᅟSEN.xn--6ii 𝗚𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗲 above the 稲妻 ⛆ light🌩️ning &&. leave n͟o͟n͟e͟ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴. ᅟ

"Yes, I'm familiar. But I fear she is not just being stubborn—" He shrugs it off. "Just being pessimistic, I guess."

"Indeed," he would turn completely to face the Namikaze. "I've been assigned for a mission outside the village for quite some time, now. It's taken care of," he shrugs a bit proudly. "How about you? Everything in order around here?"

"Long time no see, brother."

It was a very strange feeling, to find that out.

"Agreed. I am trying to convince Tsuna-neesan to pay a visit as well, but she does not answer any of my letters."

"The good part about being the only branch leader alive is that you make the rules now," a sharp and subtle smile grows in his lips.

"I have been studying his recipe for years, it's impossible to get a hold on! But its decent enough— you and Minato should come over some time."

Horrendous. I can cook better ramen without processed meat. 👨‍🍳

Sausages?

"Nidaime-sama was long gone when this happened," he is direct when speaking of his ancestor. "The simple questioning of his methods was what scarred my skin— by the elders of my clan. That's all," he would lean in to rub their skin together, subconsciously looking for comfort.

/ omg iruka just "who did this to you"ed me 🫦

"The hair hides it, mostly," he says as he lets go of the long white strands again, turning to face the Umino. "Worry not of this, anata. It's been decades."

"This is what means to disappoint and dishonor our leaders," he shrugs a bit, goosebumps meeting Iruka's fingertips.

Shows the scar in the back of his neck.