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The thing was, her attack would’ve been successful if she hadn’t been in a predicament of Yuki’s males' breath play on her, choking her not to the point of her being dead, but enough for her to make her go into submission. Though would it be that easy to make her easily defeated without a...

She had a hunch that the atmosphere of their conversation was starting to become an interrogation. The vibes the blonde woman got from him were someone who seemed...Annoyed. No. Curious.No. Not only that, something a lot more lines he felt that Yuihime was claiming who she wasn't, the feeling of...

Yuihime also looked to the right briefly to see what had him distracted, but quickly snapped her head back round to meet his face once again. He looked a bit surprised when she said she was from a small land. She watched his eyes looking her up and down, and she raised her left brow, as she...

“What an interesting melody,” - “Where’d you hear that from?” Just hearing his voice piercing through her ears got her to stop whistling. She wasn't aware she was doing that whistle, she looked at him straight in the eyes but this time, she matched his vibes. Soft and friendly, she smiled and...

Yuihime observed their conversation, noticing the girl appearing to take a liking to the male who stood before the platinum-blonde female, who had a big smile on her lips, something to make fun of or perhaps advise the female with her little crush of course, Yuihime wouldn't mean any harm at all...

“Sigh...” - “There better not be a wait." She heard an overdramatic sigh behind her, which Yuihime thought was a little rude. However, she continued to ignore whoever was behind her and waited for permission to see the Mizukage. Then she heard the male behind her being impatient which she...

She stood outside, trying to figure out what she had left in the bar. It was the worn-out, tattered cloak she had worn since the invasion many years ago. It was old and barely kept the heat in. It was nippy outside, but this wasn't uncommon for Yuihime; she was used to frigid temperatures like...

"Sorry dolly, never touch the stuff. Can't have my skin looking and feeling like leather.” Skin like Leather, huh? Surprisingly for someone who chain smokes like an old chimney, Yuihime had soft skin. Though that might've been because of her skincare routine. She watched the woman's reactions...

A few weeks ago... A loud squawk could be heard from a messenger hawk that perched itself on the window ledge of an Inn's window. This caught the woman's attention, she looked at the window and smiled as she saw there must be intel for the mission, at hand or perhaps at least accommodation for...

"Do you think this appropriate, Lord Shimokage?" A mature woman asked the older gentleman, who was in his late 60s and smoking his pipe. The Shimokage looked up to meet a glance from the questioning woman. "I believe so; after all, we need to get...some form of revenge, right?" A sparking...