Kait tucked her ANBU mask away and slipped through the village, a smile plastered onto her face. Nothing elevated her mood like a successful mission. And no mission made her feel as fulfilled as an A-rank. Except maybe S-rank missions.
Humming a cheery tune to herself, she made her way back to her apartment, passing the ramen shop along the way. She tucked a strand of her white hair behind an ear and paused, trying to plot a destination. She felt her stomach growl and turned red. Missions often put eating on hold.
It was decided then. Food it was.
Humming a cheery tune to herself, she made her way back to her apartment, passing the ramen shop along the way. She tucked a strand of her white hair behind an ear and paused, trying to plot a destination. She felt her stomach growl and turned red. Missions often put eating on hold.
It was decided then. Food it was.
