Lost in thought as he watched his new found compatriots consume the baked goods granny made for them. Kuromai’s brain just couldn’t dig itself out of the mindless rambling that was his calculative thoughts. The only thing that broke his concentration as they all seemed to settle in was the rap...
Granny!? Is what Kuromai thought to himself as he caught up with the trio forgoing the offer her sweets as to keep his face concealed or rather the lack thereof. No one had actually seen the boys face since a time before he had gone into the village's ninja academy. When she offered her sweets...
Kuromai’s head performed a curt nod to both Seijuro and Tsuno alike when Maboshi introduced the pair. While Tsuno wasn’t an unfamiliar face to Kuromai, Seijuro on the other hand exactly that. The former was a member of Sunagakure’s puppet brigade albeit much like himself amongst its younger...
“Any questions?”
Kuromai’s ears perked up at the sound of the nearby chatter. His tengu mask sitting firmly pressed against his face as he listened in on the trio. Only one face in particular stood out to him as fellow puppeteer the odds that they didn’t know each other was rather slim. Even if...