[ON HIATUS] Player #003 | Naruto

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You chose: <Civilian Village>

"B-Buh!" You wave your small hands at a woman, who smiles kindly at you. She's a pretty woman with hair the color of fire, and she loves you to death.

A man comes in. He squeezes your cheeks and cooes at you something you don't really understand, but you giggle anyways. You don't know why, but you feel like you're related to him somehow.

The woman scoops you up from the nice, comfy box you're in and begins to cradle you. Soon, you fall asleep.

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<Congrats! Thanks to good food and a lot of love, you are now three years old.>

"K-Kaa-chan! Tou-san! Hungry!" The two adults, with their backs facing towards you, turn and smile down at you. Your tou-san whispers something to your kaa-chan before giving her a kiss and scooping you up with his hands still covered in dough. You make a face; kisses are eeeewwwww.

You soon forget about the traumatizing scene, because you are preoccupied with prying the dough off of your tou-san's hands before it dries. From experience, you know that dough is really fun to squish! Before it turns hard though, 'cause when it does, you can't squish it anymore.

You succeed in getting about two ounces off before your tou-san sets you down in the back of your house. You know that your parents call it a 'pantry', and it's filled with all kinds of bread; from normal to whole grain to cakes. Sometimes, if you're a good girl, you can eat a cake. . .

Or two.

Your parents let you, but you know that afterwards, you won't be allowed to eat them again for at least a week because you'll get bad black spots on your teeth. You don't want that!

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<Congratulations! Because of lots of sleep and hugs, you are now six years old.>

"Kaa-chan! Can I help?"

Your kaa-chan laughs. You like her laugh - it's nice and airy and light. She agrees and teaches you how to grind the grain and make the dough and form it into a ball of warm, toasty deliciousness.

Your father has explained to you that your family owns a business called a 'bakery'. You are confused by what that means, but he says that it's a shop that sells lots and lots of bread.

You like bread. So you're happy.

Today, as you bounce alongside your mother on the way to the grocery store, she tells you that she's recently learned how to make dango from a neighbor, and that she's going to teach you how.

"Which neighbor?" You ask.

"Tsunami-chan, the nice lady that lets you hold Inari sometimes." She laughs before ruffling your hair.

"You're just too cute," she mutters.

You sweatdrop. You don't think you were supposed to hear that.

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<You are now eight years old, thanks to your kaa-chan's magic bread.>

You're walking around the park one day when you see a boy. It's been a while, but you still recognize him.

"Inari!" He turns, and you notice the man standing beside him. He's obviously a fisherman, with a strong, muscular body and wind-weathered face. His smile is kind and fatherly. You like him instantly.

Ever since his father died, Inari had been left with a family that was missing a large part of itself. This man would help Inari, and change him for the better.