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[h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

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The wounded warrior act played by Daiki was getting on Aoi nerves, who was he to claim he had a bigger burden than the others to carry? She was mostly annoyed by the fact that her Genin were under the illusion that being a Shinobi was the easy way to go if they were too lazy to find a civilian job and wouldn't go through with this all too common practice. Daiki poke of them as if they were supposed to be babied at their level, this wasn't the primary academy anymore, this was the real deal. The Sixth Hokage, Kakashi Hatake, has been killing many at the age of thirteen yet they're still unable to accept the reality of this world? For a foreigner like Aoi, this made no sense. 

"[color=fuchsia]Tch, stop acting like they're babies, Daiki. They're shinobi no less than you are. Don't be an emo~[/color]" 

She'd give off a more serious act this time, but she'd always end with a touch of glee and playfulness. The old man, remaining in the background to witness this roller coaster of emotions, had finally stepped in to manifest his presence. He was starting to feel like Aoi, this was being dragged on for way too long and the endless bickering didn't help his desperate situation. She turned her head to face him, and acknowledge his upcoming action. He was going to make this easier for all of them, which she wouldn't be entirely against, but still her initial plan was ruined. Readying the kunai she had caught back from Rin, she awaited for the man to justify her counter and execution. 

With the kunai thrown, she deflected it with the kunai. The throw was sloppy, making it evident that the old geezer wasn't a shinobi to begin with, which made the job a lot more easier. In retaliation, Aoi hurled the kunai she held right at his heart, giving him a quick death as he'd fall over on his chair and have his life fly away from her gaping mouth. With his last breath, he formed a small smile a he was finally liberated from this life of endless torment. Aoi didn't express much, she felt like she had taken down a typical foe that threatened her life a well as her friends'. She'd sigh before looking up at Daiki.

"[color=fuchsia]Guess you should burn the body, and the house. I'll get the others to move away.[/color]" 

She'd claim rather coldly. Aoi would walk past the redhead with only that order to obey. As she exited the teahouse, she gestured the group to move back. That movement alone made it clear to the rest that the deed was done and there was nothing else to see here. Now, they'd wait for Daiki to finish up so they could call it a day.