Shinki is quiet, she never knows what he's really thinking.
Mitsuki is mysterious, she never knows what he clearly wants.
Chocho doesn't get what these two boys want of her, and it's so confusing.
(Disclaimer : I don't really speak english, I'm sti...
They looked fixedly at each other. Inojin was wearing a white apron above his usual ninja outfits. His delicate and beautiful smile stagnated on his face even after the effect of surprise.
Shinki recognized him right away. One of Shikadai's friend.
- Sorry, we are closed today.
Inojin looks darkened. Shinki let his green iris swift to the counter where Inojin leaned on, a middle sized black board showed the opening schedule, written with white chalk, denying Inojin's statement.
- Heh ? Are we closed ?
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Sai who was watering flowers laughed a moment, the tone of his voice sounded full of surprise but he was way to calm to be it, Inojin sudden announcement amused him.
Shinki didn't respond anything. He wasn't going anywhere. He recognized the instructor of the Chunin exam, what was he doing here ?
- Aren't you supposed to go work dad ?
Sai smiled once again knowing his son didn't appreciate his intrusion.
- The son of the Kazekage right ? Nice to meet you in person.
Sai smiled at Shinki, and told his son to take good care of the customer. He excused himself and left the shop. Leaving only Shinki and Inojin in a weird atmosphere.
"Low cost painter"
His mom would get mad at him for treating a customer with such a bad look, but screw it.
Inojin was ready to kick Shinki out of here.
Shinki adventured a little further, already disappearing from Inojin's radar. He was impressed by the collections and varieties of flowers and plants around. Some he knew about, and some he never saw before. It was all harmonized. He started to feel better in this place. It was different from his garden, less private, but the charm of this place put him in a better mood instantly.
He stared at one particular flower. He had planted few in his garden, but they were taking forever to blossom. He eventually thought that he was doing something wrong.
- Wonderful. Cosmos Atrosanguineus, beautiful as I expected.
His habit to talk out loud in the comfort of his garden betrayed him. Inojin slowly approached.
The fact that he even knew the name of this flower....
Finally someone who knew about the amazing world of floral art ! A man of culture like him !
- Eheh, it's difficult to take care of them, but I think I did a great job here, they are my favorites ones, and...
Inojin forced himself to stop, he noticed how excited he was sounding right now. And it wasn't right at all. Shinki felt it too, a sudden envy to have a common conversation about this flower, sharing those things with someone who could understand it too.
