[center][color=ffffd9][h1]Shunbin Surudo[/h1][/color][/center]
[right][sub][color=#4c4949] ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟷| ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟷[/color][/sub][/right]
The rest of the team filed in soon after Shunbin had-- Suzuki, Ryouzan, and finally Ryuunosuke. Him meeting the rest of them last wasn't rare, and neither was his joking insult to the rest of them. Shunbin was fine with it-- it helped lighten the mood and he didn't mind trading barbs with a fellow shinobi. It was a fun kind of game. Sadly, Kameyo-sensei was focused today. It made sense she was, her reputation as a teacher and a ninja would be riding on her teams success like everyone else, but that didn't stop Shunbin from feeling... frustrated? Off put? It didn't matter. He sheathed his blade and faced her, biting back the urge to get in a playful fight with Ryuunosuke. Now was not the time.

She addressed all of them, her voice gentle but eyes piercing. She was trying to throw them off balance, probably. Through recounting a near-death experience of hers, she revealed she used to be in the same situation as Shunbin, or at least a similar one. The young Kameyo-sensei had no drives or goals, she was just a ninja to be a ninja. But she found one, and she wanted to hear all of the teams. How hypocritical. If she didn't have one until she had almost died, why did ninja who didn't even hit the field yet have to make one up on the spot for her satisfaction? He fully expected someone to speak up about this... But no one did.

Everyone had their reasons. The ever intense Mirai wanted power, all of the strength she could muster. Ryuunosuke wanted his clan's recognition, since his insults were cutting it. Suzuki wanted to protect others with her strength. And the silent Ryouzan wanted the people of Kusagakure to feel safe again. With everyone's motives all laid on the table, all eyes came to Shunbin. There wasn't anyone else to speak now but him. For a moment he was paralyzed in some kind of fear or apprehension. Kameyo didn't need Shunbin to be a shinboi like his mother did. She would see right through any lies, and it would be back to square one. Part of him hated the idea, but all he could do really was be honest. To reject Kameyo's question outright.

[color=ffffd9]"Don't have one. Guess I'm just here because I need to be. Or I ought to be. I like Kusagakure and I don't want it to get wrapped in as a puppet of Konoha or some other village. Us Surudo were born to be foot soldiers, so I'm playing my part in that. Least until mom kicks the bucket."[/color] Shunbin explained. Once he was done, he sighed deeply, and hung his head. [color=ffffd9]"It doesn't matter. You didn't have one either Kameyo-sensei. Lets just get to work."[/color]