Following Nira's lead it wasn't long before Junpei noted the eyes on not him, but the pair. Both of the village outcast coming together, it seemed like the preparation for a horror film or mass murder. That's what it was in Junpei's mind though. He was quite oblivious to the idea that people could suspect the two to be a couple. Soon enough the sun had began to set, but just in time the two had arrived at Nira's home. It wasn't spectacular or unimpressive, it seemed like your typical home in the eyes of Junpei. Giving a wave to whom Junpei expected was Nira's grandmother from her age, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop the woman from bowing and it wouldn't be in his right to tell her not to. But he dissected her smile and the look in her eyes. Junpei related it to an ancient serpent, but the snake had soon slithered away before Junpei could gaze a bit longer to find what was hiding inside her pink matter. Even though the woman was in the house, Junpei's gaze lingered on the door for a bit longer, before directing his attention to Nira. His stomach wrenched at the use of the word pleasure, it made him feel obligated to return the level of gratefulness. Not that he didn't enjoy meeting Nira, he just wasn't one to express things of that manner. Something he assumed he got from his family seeing how they all seemed like emotionless rocks when it came to giving praise or showing subtle endearment. Not even just saying "you too" felt right for Junpei, though it was still avoiding using a specific word. "Yeah . . . have a nice night." He shook his head with a playful smile upon seeing her bow, before waving to go about the remainder of his day.
This would consist of him going back to the training grounds where he had saw the Genin practicing earlier. Given the time of day with the sun setting, Junpei didn't expect there to be any children still there practicing, but to his surprise there was still one. Stopping at a safe distance before his presence was noticed Junpei hoped the kid wouldn't react in a negative manner due to Junpei approaching or that the kids parents wouldn't show up and make a scene. It was probably best not to engage the kid thinking about it, but Junpei did anyhow. Clearing his throat softly as he approached he wanted to make sure his presence was known before getting too close. "Hey it's pretty late . . . why are you still here?" Junpei inquired crouching down to the kids level. He could see the boy was pretty shocked, but it seemed like Junpei wasn't an enemy in his eyes. "I'm waiting on my mom to pick me up, but I don't know where she is . . ." His voice carried a bit of sorrow, but seeing that the kid was waiting for his mom, Junpei figured these were academy students and not Genin. "What about your father, will he come to pick you up?" The child shook his head in a negative manner before a couple of tears streamed down his face. "Shit, what I do now?" "H-hey kid whats wrong, where's your dad?" Junpei inquired looking around thankfully noticing no one in fear the kid would begin bawling out at any moment. "Th-the bad men kil-killed him during the invasion." The words made Junpei's heart sink and for the first time since his first kill ever, he resented the fact that he had killed someone. He may not have been the one who killed his father, but he could have killed someone else father down the line or maybe someones son.
The pain in his chest only lasted a instant though, for after that quick sharp pain, the wall of a killer was raised back up defending him from feeling it any further. The feelings of remorse were also drowned out with the pains absence and the ruby eyes Junpei had, reclaimed their bloody gleam. "I see, well I'll take you home then. Know where you live." It was as if he was speaking to a child that wasn't even crying or in pain as he stood and waited for the child to get a grip and begin walking, whether in tears or not. Junpei didn't fear the idea of the kids mother meeting them on the way to their house, reason being she was probably in her home crying her eyes out or drinking her pain away. Soon as the kid began walking Junpei followed at a close distance behind him, his crying quickly turned to choppy sobs though as he realized Junpei wasn't feeling sorry for him. Not that the boy wanted empathy, but seeing that Junpei remained stoic as he walked through the village made the boy follow suit with dried tears upon his face.
Arriving at the boys home he entered and thanked Junpei who nodded in return. As he was walking away the boys mother came out the house apparently seeing who guided her son home. Seeing who the escort was, the woman didn't know what to feel, but she still had to relinquish the feelings or losing her husband out of someone apparently and at the top of her lungs she shouted that she hated him. All bystanders eyes were directed on Junpei at this point and with the slam of a door, Junpei never felt more awkward, but he guessed it was the price to pay for trying to teach and old dogs new tricks. Maybe he wouldn't be able to pull off this peaceful Daimyo thing. Maybe in a span of months or years, maybe even next week his mask would crack and all hell would break loose. Those were the things he mulled over as he leisurely walked to the house he had been staying in.
Opening the front door he bowed to the normal residents of the cottage and went to sleep in his room without a word.
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