The morning sun was rising, rays of light shown through the cracks of the window that Shino slept close to. He rose from the bed holding one hand up to block out the light. The sound of the bustling outside was a sure sign that the market close by was beginning its morning routines. At one point he thought he would reside in a luxurious house located by a quiet riverside, but those were childish dreams. That was before Shino learned the concept of income and just how difficult it was to earn one. Shaking the grogginess from his mind, he dressed himself in his usual attire of a red kimono. Making his way out the creaky doorway, he slipped on his shoes and his way towards the marketplace with his coin pouch. He was looking for nothing in particular, but he was keeping his eye out for anything interesting.