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If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.

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@Write Not so much a poor taste. I was one of the creators of that CS you used, taking inspiration from a fellow Naruto RPer called Yoshua. After that, everyone just added a bit and it became what you posted.

There's even an updated version somewhere with like, banners, pictures and stuff instead of 'Personal details' it'd say 'Personal details' in a banner or so. But that one never caught on.

It's not a poor taste IMO, but it just doesnt fit the RP as well as the one I've created for this RP. For example: position.

We don't have anything that remotely resembles a position, because you already have a rank. That is, more or less, your position.

I'll grade the CS now.
The NewGen style of CS's has seen so many changes, like every GM in that RP has contributed to it.
Hajime Hyuga, “Haji”




“I want my Hyuga, my place in the sun.”
Ochihabune
@AgentFallenSoul




Despite Iwao's attempts at making it sound like Hajime would have a choice, it really felt like there wasn't much choice to begin with. It was as if Iwao was waving a large amount of money in front of Hajime's face and then saying 'you're free to not take it'. It was just too stupid to not take the offer, even if Hajime didn't really feel like taking care of all that stuff. There was the moving, and apparently, the watching over Chihiro. “Hai, Iwao-sama. I will take your offer. And you can keep your money, because I am a branch member. It's my duty to follow your orders. ” Even if I'd rather not. He bowed again, deeply this time, and maintained that position to show his respect. He veered up again and waited for a moment, to see what else Iwao had to say. Likely he'd offer to give the money anyway, since Iwao was doing what he could to keep Chihiro away from Momoi apparently. Hajime could see why.

Chihiro wasn't exactly the perfect heir that someone like Hinata or Neji would've been, not in a long shot. Times had changed, but the visions of the Hyuga hadn't changed much. Fact remained it was not very possible to see people like Hinata or Neji again. The world was too modern, and values had taken the place of the values of those times. Values that Momoi seemed to hold dearly, and values that Chihiro as a result took over.

Hajime couldn't find a way to blame Chihiro. She was just doing her best in his eyes. But the main branch.. they did what they could to protect Chihiro from outsiders it seemed. An endeavour likely to fail if you'd ask Hajime. But nobody asked Hajime. He was a branch member and wasn't supposed to think, let alone be asked about things. He was supposed to do what he did - nod politely and bow, accepting whatever Iwao wanted of him. That was the way, the fate, of the branch members. “I assume you'll want me to find Chihiro and inform her of your decision to reinstate me as her protector, Iwao-sama?”

With the meeting over now, atleast so Hajime thought, he made his way out again and picked up his jacket when he passed through the hallway. Regardless of whether Iwao wanted him to find Chihiro or not, he'd go looking for her anyway. Despite the guard stating she wasn't here, it wouldn't harm to double check. He walked towards her room and knocked on her door, waiting a minute for an answer to see if perhaps she'd been sleeping or something. When it was affirmed that she wasn't there, Hajime sighed and looked at the ceiling. “Ksuuu.. Chihiro-sama making me go out in the rain again..”

His footsteps went down the hallway again headed for the main exit, exitting the building and going around the compound first, with his hood on and his jacket open once more because he couldn't close it in time to stop the rain. AFter circling the compound he wondered where Chihiro'd be.. He'd have to go all over the place just to look for her. Or.. he could use his byakugan. Hajime's byakugan had less range than that of most people, but it had a clearer vision when looking for chakra and tenketsu. Still, the range would be just enough to check nearby surroundings. Sighing once more because of the troubles, he formed the tiger seal. “Byakugan!” With the byakugan now active, he started searching around, looking for any sign of Chihiro.



Saburo Uchiha, “Kimyōna”



Saburo's Brother
@Renny




The question was a bit surprising, for Saburo atleast. As he guided Uchiha Daiki to the top of the building again, he'd explain the process to him. “Many of us arrive from childhood, including me. We never knew anything like a shinobi training you underwent. We weren't taught about this shinobi code, and the nindo of some heroes of the past. We only heard about it in passing, to explain that we are different.” He'd enter the elevator that took them up, showing his pass quickly to a scanner to let Daiki through the mechanical gates.

“Some prominent figures are invited into the 11th by insiders. I myself have such privileges, but we always need to request permission from superiors and do extensive research. I once had permission to recruit Yamato, after giving a sizeable amount of research to the commander.” Saburo turned to Daiki as he pressed to button for the top floor, giving him the characteristical fake smile that Saburo was known for nowadays. “He said no. That is a possibility.” The elevator slowly slid up, but the mechanics had made sure to make the elevator as soundless as possible. Only the soft whirring of an engine was audible before the characteristical ping sounded again.

As they headed for the exit, Saburo wondered something to himself. It was visible on his face that he was questioning something, too. But the 11th corps never really accepted asking questions, and although this wasn't quite the same as important mission facts, it still irked him. Finally he gave in and just asked Daiki. “Why do you ask? I didn't take you for one who was interested in the 11th. We're not quite the most positively seen group in Konoha, especially after the misunderstanding of the coup.”



Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”



“Watashi wa Kami, I am God.”
The Minamoru




With the meeting concluded, Reijo lingered around for a moment more to ensure that people were all done speaking. It had seemed so. But then that annoying kid, Shin, always so full of himself in that annoying way of speech, assuming he was better just for being a cop. Tsk. However.. it'd seem it wasn't an accident, as Reijo felt a brief interaction between his pocket and Shin's hands. Hrng. Reijo's hand went into his pocket and grabbed the small piece of paper, taking it out and unfolding it before reading it. That was.. interesting. A possible ally in the form of the very same cop that wished to lock him up earlier those years? No, no. Reijo was thinking unreasonably. Perhaps it was a ploy to set up Reijo.

Regardless, there was only one way to find out. And given the recent demise of Kaito's employment, Reijo didn't have much to lose. He'd follow the letters orders, if anything just to see what Kaito wanted from him. He didn't look at Kaito, nor Shin, and just pocketed the letter again, pretending he had had it all along. Not that Reijo suspected anyone was there to see it - though ofcourse Reijo wasn't a shinobi like the others here, and thus couldn't feel the prying eyes of the 11th all around them. He returned his gaze to Yamato, who had stood up and waited for his father. There was a sense of anger in the air between them, though not visibly so.

Atleast, not visibly so until Reijo approached Yamato and grabbed his arm harshly, ordering him to come with him and head outside without words. Yamato was physically strong enough to withstand it if he wanted to, easily, but he didn't simply because he respected, and feared, his father. The two walked outside, in a fast pace to avoid getting stopped by anyone.

Once outside they turned a left corner, and Reijo attempted to be a bit more out of sight, although that didn't work quite well because of the shape of the building. If anyone wanted to, they could simply look over and see Yamato and Reijo, only slightly obscured by the building. Reijo spoke with a hushed tone, but that failed ultimately as he was quite angry. He somehow retained his facial features, looking only slightly angry, but Yamato could tell he was infuriated. “Don't you ever embarrass me like that again. You keep your arguments and fights with those low lifes outside of politics, you hear me?” Yamato didn't answer, only looking at his father in anger.

SLAP! Reijo's hand flew up and backhanded Yamato in the face, who'd seen the slap coming from a mile away but hadn't tried to stop it at all. Slowly the side of Yamato's face turned red. Reijo's hand remained in the air for a second before lowering it. “Do I make myself clear, you little shit? You're my heir, not some off spring of a far away cousin of mine. We leave the dirty arguments and fights to them, not ourselves.” Reijo said, letting go of Yamato's arm now. “Yes father.” was the answer he received, with Yamato's expression still being one of anger, not pain. He'd grown accustomed to the beatings and had learned early on that crying only meant you'd get beat harder the next time. Meeting the pain with no expression at all was the best way to go, and that he had learned to himself.

Reijo's hand went downwards and straightened out his suit, before nodding at Yamato. “Good. Go home.” he said, before leaving himself, passing by the Hojo and the Naito, only granting them a small bow in passing by. Yamato followed his father with his eyes, staring at him before turning around and heading home.
Hajime Hyuga, “Haji”




“I want my Hyuga, my place in the sun.”
Herr Mannelig




“Huaaaaah.. wh-who's there..” Hajime thought to himself out loud as he heard several knocks on his door. With a wide arc his hand flew up and to the side, pulling his covers off of himself. The rain softly ticked against his half open window, while some of the rain blew into his room. As soon as Hajime sat up, he was met with a face full of soft, small drops of rain. “What the!” he yelled out as he came to the sudden realization that half his pillow was wet from the rain. He quickly inched up over his bed and closed the window, only to bet with more soft taps, this time not against his window but his door. It seemed the person behind the door was getting impatient. “Hai, hai.. be right there.” Hajime said, probably too soft for the other person to hear it. He quickly got up out of bed and pulled a shirt over his head, before walking towards the door. He opened it, and stared into the face of a familiar woman.

“Oh, hey Kaori. Ummm.. why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be taking care of the main branch?” The woman in the maids dress bowed shortly, and only minimally, and Hajime quickly remembered to bow too. He bowed a similar depth and just as short, since the two of them were relatively familiar with eachother. “Hai, Hajime, that's why I am here. You've been requested by Iwao Hyuga. Please come as quickly as you can. Arigato.” She left again, with a quick bow, before heading down the stairway rapidly and extending the umbrella above herself, heading into the rain and across the street towards the Hyuga compound.

Hajime could only sigh. He'd been released from their clutches for barely a month and they were already calling him back for whatever.. he looked down the hallway of the apartment complex a bit before closing the door and walking to his bed. He slowly got dressed, taking the time and even taking a minute or five to take some bread and put some meat and cheese on it. After that he quickly threw on his denim jacket, pulled up his hood and put the bread in his mouth before leaving his little apartment. He walked through the rain, bread still in his mouth, as he fumbled to close his jacket. After about five steps he decided it wasn't worth the effort as some strings of hair already stuck to his forehead and his shirt had already gotten wet anyway.

Luckily he didn't live that far. As he arrived at the compound he was promptly greeted by some of the other Hyuga's that were at the gate, before being let in. “You'll find Iwao in his room, I think.” One of them said, causing Hajime to bow politely. “Arigato gozaimas. I'll find him.” Those guys were part of the head family, so Hajime really had no choice to be respectful, even if his normal uninterested façade would cause him to do otherwise. Hajime's feet carried him inside, bread still in his mouth. Once inside, the air quickly warmed, and he found himself missing the sweet smell that the rain had seemed to bring. It smelled more like a house in here, and that was not something Hajime generally appreciated like others would. He was just not a homely person.

On the way to Iwao's room he quickly finished his bread, dumping the last bit of it in a garbage bin in the kitchen he passed. He closed in on the door and luckily remembered to take his jacket off. After some fumbling, paired with some grunts because his hand was stuck in the jackets cuff, he finally managed to take it off and dumped the jacket on a nearby chair, before knocking on the door. After that he entered, bowing before Iwao deeply. “You called for me, Iwao-sama?”
@Akashi Mayhiro I don't do any of the things like that.
@Akashi Mayhiro all work and no play makes Akashi a rich man.

Probably not. Fuck you Nero.

Saburo Uchiha, “Kimyōna”



The 11th Corps, serving Konoha!
@Renny @AgentFallenSoul [Not an accidental tag, Fallensoul, keep reading]




Saburo kept watch over the meeting, though he didn't quite interfere when Daiki and Yamato nearly started a battle in the middle of the hall. It would've been spectacular to see, though Saburo realized that there were limits to the Sharingan that were likely not realized by Daiki at this point. Perhaps that was because he'd lived in the seclusion of the Naito clan, only receiving 'training' from someone who was barely there to begin with. Perhaps Saburo could help Daiki with that, to become better with the sharingan. Maybe then he'd have a chance against Yamato. Maybe.

Saburo's eyes went down from the scene and he started writing down the things that were said again. It was surprising it'd gone unnoticed for so long, but with the Naito leaving, the attention returned to Kaito Maru. A sly creature, that one. Saburo looked up when he heard something about the 11th corps, looking at Kaito as Kaito looked at him. Saburo simply listened to the accusation, smiled, and looked down again, writing down what was said. “I'd be a bad shinobi if I didn't report this to Fujitora.” Saburo mumbled to himself, glancing up only to see the Hojo leaving as well. It'd seem like the meeting was over now, and more people started leaving. All in all not much exciting things had happened, though it was quite useful information to know that even Kaito didn't wish to go against Ayame and Fujitora.

Despite being on a 'mission' here, Saburo figured he'd have some more time to report the findings later, to either Ayame or Fujitora. Likely Ayame, since he was currently assigned on guard duty to her. And he had some other duties to attend to as well.. decisions, decisions. Ultimately he already knew what he'd have to do before even thinking about it all. He left through the large doors and walked outside, glancing left and right to find the Naito.. no, Uchiha boy, not much farther. The Hojo seemed to have taken an interest in them - that was peculiar. Would they be moving against the Minamoru soon? It was quite funny, to see how the petty clans squabbled for power and allies, not knowing just what was going to happen in the future, where 'politics' didn't control much in the end. In truth, the same could be said of the Uchiha. A sad sad thing if you asked Saburo. But Saburo wasn't quite the same as the rest of the Uchiha, he wasn't a clansman, he was an 11th corps member. The interest in the Uchiha was just something that he had personally.

Slowly Saburo would walk over, adjusting the gunbai on his back before stopping near the group, raising a hand and waving at the group in it's entirety. “Hello, Konoha comrades. I hope the Sage of the Six Paths has blessed your day today, and if he hasn't, then I hope he shall do so soon!” He bowed lightly before the Hojo's, and then before the Naito clan leader. He skipped Daiki, however, as they were now equals, and besides that, they were also clanmembers, even if Daiki hadn't fully realized it. Him showing up with the Naito leader was to be expected really, so short after the change. “I'm sorry miss Naito-sama, but am I free to borrow Daiki for now? I fear I have need of him.” Saburo shot a short glance at the Hojo's as well, wondering if they wanted to speak to the Naito woman in this dinner of theirs, or Daiki as well.

“Uchiha Daiki, please come with me. I have something I wish for you to see.” he said with an eerie smile, before bowing again in front of the group and then turning around and leaving them. For such a strange boy, atleast he remembered his manners. Saburo then left the scene, hopefully with Daiki in tow, heading for the Downtown area. But before crossing into that area, he stopped at the border of the Downtown district and would enter a very large, nice looking building. It would be recognised as the 11th corps headquarters right away by Daiki, given that it wasn't very well hidden in that regards. Though, besides the fact that he'd recognise it as the headquarters, Daiki probably wouldn't have any idea what was actually below the large building.

Saburo would pass the receptionist, waving at her shortly in an almost robotic manner. The receptionist didn't return the favour, only looking at Saburo, and if he'd decided to come, offering Daiki only a short glance before looking at the screen in front of her, working away. Saburo walked right into the elevator and would then press the down button, and send the elevator in it's way. The entire time, Saburo would look at Daiki with a smile, but he'd never say a word. Suddenly a loud PING! broke the silence, before a woman's voice, though obviously robotic, said 'Area B, please present safety card issue 2.v132. or security clearance pass. Thank you!' Saburo walked outside and pulled a card from his pocket, presenting it to the scanner in front of him. A nearby shinobi watched carefully as Saburo did so, though he visibly noticed that it was Saburo, and that he knew him. As the scanner beeped loudly, the Shinobi relaxed a bit, nodding at Saburo. “Good afternoon, 11th corps senpai. I am bringing with me Uchiha Daiki. Security clearance B has been granted, as well as special privileges for a duty I am currently fulfilling.” The shinobi only nodded and glanced at Daiki, who would then be let through without any more troubles.

Saburo headed through the hallways, navigating himself effortlessly, a goal clear in his mind. He closed in on a large, double door, and opened it. Beyond it was.. a large, well lit, but very long tunnel. The end was not so clear in sight, though from the distance you could see that there was an end. Saburo walked into it and would expect Daiki to follow. After about 15 minutes of slow paced walking, they'd finally reach the end, where Saburo would open the doors, and reveal a very white room. There were control panels on the wall, as well as a door leading into an even bigger white room. To the right, a hallway extended leading to several more of these rooms. Saburo would listen carefully, hearing signs of combat inside of the room right in front of them. “This one is taken, Uchiha Daiki. Let us go to another one.” Following his eerie message, Saburo would walk down the hall and then into the control room, opening the door from a panel and then extending an arm into it. “Please enter.”

If Daiki chose to accept the offer, the door would shut behind him tightly, and he'd be stuck inside the white room. Soon after Daiki was in, and he'd no doubt wonder what the hell was going on, a voice would ring through an intercom. “Commencing in 3, 2, 1. Kai!” After that, the world would flash brightly for Daiki before becoming visible again, showing him a world of green. In front of him was a grove of trees, and to his left and right, endless fields of grass and flowers. Behind him was a small shack, with smoke coming from the chimney. He'd be able to do whatever he wanted, explore, walk through the forest, enter the shack, he could even roll in the flowers if he was so inclined.

After 15 minutes of letting Daiki play around in the simulator, the voice rang through the intercom again. “Commencing training program 1.1a. Kai!” After the seals were activated again, the world flashed brightly again before letting Daiki return to his exact former position, except now there were 2 training opponents in front of him. They stood still in a fighting stance, and didn't move. They'd only move to block Daiki's attacks, and would always block with an impossible speed. The blocks were so soft however, they couldn't possibly harm Daiki, and the opponents never attacked back. After letting him do his thing for 5 minutes, the simulation shut down.

The world flashed brightly for Daiki again, before turning to darkness. Slowly the light in the simulation room would come back on, and the door would open. Saburo would be standing there with a specialised engineer at his side, who'd been manning the simulation programs for him. “The 11th corps trains using this, it's quite interesting isn't it? I've never been able to figure out just how they do it, but it certainly helped me become stronger. Now let's go, I want to show you something else. Something that can prove to you, that the 11th corps is only here to protect and serve Konoha. Judging from what I heard, the Naito do the same? So we are quite similar, in a way, don't you think, brother? There was a special kind of focus on the word brother, to make Daiki believe they were a family now. Atleast, that's what Saburo thought when he thought of Daiki. They were family. It was factually true, however Daiki probably still was quite reserved in that regards, since he'd remained with the Naito clan. It bothered Saburo a bit.

Saburo left the simulation room, and as they passed the first simulation room again they'd hear screams of agony and pain, while the engineer stood idly by, using some buttons on the panel. As he pressed some buttons, the screams got worse. It seemed like every day bussiness to Saburo, however, and it went largely ignored. There wasn't even a hint of emotion on his face as he passed by. They would walk down the hallway again and walk up to the elevator, and Saburo greeted the shinobi on guard briefly before entering the elevator and pressing the down button again.

PING! Area D-1, please present your official papers regarding your clearance, or leave the vicinity of this area. Thank you!

Saburo pulled out a set of papers from his pocket, holding it out as he left the elevator. A set of four shinobi stood by, obviously strong shinobi given their looks and scars. One of them took the papers, read them throughout and took almost a full quarter of an hour to do so. Finally, he nodded, and gave Saburo the OK. They glanced at Daiki, but didn't ask anything, so seemingly something in the papers must've given Daiki clearance to pass too.

Saburo would walk ahead and take a few turns, going from what seemed to be mainly a storage area into an area with many rooms. When passing the storage area, Daiki could see numerous things, ranging from boxes filled with kunai, shuriken and explosive tags, to more exotic things such as boxes labeled 'Bijuu chakra residue' and even a bit of splintered wood, labeled True Several Thousand Hands splinters.

They'd enter a room first, which revealed a window that they could see through. The room in front of them was dark, and the only thing visible in that room was a table, and a chair with someone sitting in it. The silhouette of this person was unclear, and the room was too dark to make it out. Saburo paid no mind to it and prepared the room for what was about to happen, placing a comfortable chair in front of the window, patting on it to tell Daiki to sit down. “How do you like the blade of Kusanagi? It was restored by the 11th corps after it was broken in the great battle, though there were many years between restoration and the breaking. I hope it lives up to your expectations, Uchiha Daiki, my brother.”

Saburo would wait for an answer, then leave the room and lock it behind him, being gone for about five minutes. Finally, he returned on the other side of the window, in the dark room with the table and chair. As the light switched on, the figure in the chair would be revealed to be Chihiro Hyuga, the heir of the Hyuga clan, though that much didn't seem to really matter. In Saburo's hands was a bowl of rice, and he held it with both hands. He sat down across the table, looking at Chihiro and placing the bowl of rice down in front of her. “Good afternoon Chihiro-senpai. I am here to discuss with you your latest endeavours, leaving the village without an official mission statement. I have several questions for you, to make sure that Konoha stays protected and that we will not be put at the blame of any of the wrong doings during your escape from the village.”

“Question one. Why did you leave the village without an official mission statement from the former Hokage, or the appointed jonin commander or hokage's assistant?”

“Question two. Who was with you during your escape from Konohagakure?”

“Question three. What did you do during your escape from Konohagakure?”

“Question four. Where is Gin Kakiyama? Witnesses state that they saw him leaving with you in a fancy, large limousine. He didn't return with you.”

“Question five. What happened during your escape from Konohagakure?”

“Final question. Why did you choose to return to Konohagakure, without Gin Kakiyama, and without official mission statement? Did you not know you could've been branded a missing nin for this endeavour?”

After she'd answer all his questions, and only then, would Saburo get up and push the rice closer towards her. “You may eat.” After that, he left the room again, leaving the lights on for Chihiro. The door was locked again, and Saburo appeared shortly on the other side of the see through mirror. “Daiki-senpai, I hope you see now that the 11th corps does what we do, to ensure the safety and prosperity of Konohagakure. There are many, many loose cannons like this, people like Chihiro Hyuga, who do not think before acting. I hope you realize that people like this can cause grave danger, no, even the downfall of Konohagakure. It doesn't take much to incite a conflict between two states.”

For ease, Saburo left out the fact that Chihiro only left because of N.C.4, and N.C.4 was ultimately an 11th corps construct. In a way that made them responsible for her leaving the village - but that'd incriminate the 11th corps, and that'd be dangerous. As far as Saburo was concerned, he'd have to act like N.C.4 never existed, atleast in the face of outsiders. Saburo raised his arm towards the door again, instructing them to leave. “That was all I wanted to show you. The 11th corps is not evil. We did not force this coup. We simply followed orders from our leader, commander Fujitora. It was the best thing for Konoha. I wish you could understand this, and if you do understand this, please enlighten your comrades. I have tried to tell them this, but people like Kaito Maru, they are suspicious of us because we act without their knowledge. They do not understand that that is the only way we can make sure Konohagakure is safe.”

Saburo would escort Daiki out of the building again, not giving Daiki much time to see what was in the building. As they reached the top floor, or the entrance, again Saburo would simply drop him off at the receptionist' desk. With a wave he waved him good bye, and then headed into the building again to get to do some of his other tasks. Daiki would likely still be in time for his dinner, if he wished to join it.

Meanwhile, in floor D-1, a set of two shinobi would come to collect Chihiro, and take her with them. She, too, would be escorted, but rather than dropping her off at the receptionist' desk, they brought her into the garage and put her in a limousine. Then, she would be driven to the Hyuga clan estate, before being escorted to the door. After a quick knock on the door, the two shinobi would wait for an answer, and then explain the situation. “Chihiro Hyuga was found outside of the village after leaving with Gin Kakiyama. We hope you understand our concerns, as there was a possibility she might've gone rogue. Luckily this wasn't the case. Please pay more attention to her next time. The 11th thanks you for your cooperation, and wish miss Chihiro Hyuga a speedy recovery.” With that done, they'd bow before whoever had opened the door and left Chihiro in their care, before leaving the scene in the limousine again.
@Raijinslayer

It's not happening even if you ask. Sage mode is not some tool that everyone and their mom can learn - we have it reserved for people that deserve it through hard work ICly to get it, not just give it away like it's some gift anyone can get.
Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”



“Watashi wa Kami, I am God.”




Yamato glanced briefly at the Hojo woman, whom was named Hanako, but so much wasn't known to Yamato. He was dumbfounded at the way these idiots brought their familial problems into the meeting, but he let it happen. For amusement, if anything. He glanced briefly at his father, who was looking at Hanako with deep interest, though not because she was so interesting. More so because she was putting on a splendid show of sheer stupidity. Glancing back at Hanako, Yamato raised his voice at her. “How great. An insane woman, a girl that uses her jutsu to keep her sister down like a rabid dog on a leash, and a clan that is afraid of choosing sides. I wonder what other skeletons your clan has laying in the closet.”

Yamato put both hands on the table and leaned forwards, looking Hanako in the eyes. Perhaps to try and get her to become agitated again, perhaps because he enjoyed the conflict. “You're right, I have no idea who you are, or who your clan is. That says more about you than me,” he'd say, before looking over at Yuna and standing up straight again, removing his hands from the table and crossing his arms, “I suggest you keep her leashed like that. It'd be problematic if she.. tried anything that would cause our friend from the 11th corps to have to intervene, don't you think?” Just when Yamato thought everything was done, Daiki decided to make an even bigger scene. That was fine with Yamato, however.

Yamato didn't respond to Daiki until he mentioned that the Minamoru investments were here. That was a stupid point to make. Yamato simply smirked at the comment, as if it were said by a 4 year old toddler. Ultimately, every clans' investments would be in Konoha, and that'd be the only reason they were here. The Maru wouldn't be here if it weren't for their investments, cause if they had none, they'd be able to simple move elsewhere if they disagreed.

They did not. Hence, they came to the meeting.. atleast, that was Yamato's reasoning. And it was a logical one for him, at that. Daiki's petty attempts at insulting him didn't make Yamato any more convinced of what Daiki was saying. “Hai, Daiki. I am the afflicted. I'm sure that's why you hid your curse, and your heritage. Because it wasn't you that was cursed, it was me. I get it, so cleary in front of me now. Did you forget the Uchiha caused the annihilation of Konohagakure 200 years ago? It's just like an Uchiha like you to hide this from us.” he said, before sitting down on his chair again, leaning his elbow on the support and placing his chin on the hand. With that done, Daiki and his 'mother' had left the room, which gave Reijo a way to immediately discredit them further. It might've not been the most efficient way of doing something like that, but the things that had happened would be irreversible and it's better to make use of it right away, even if it's only so slight. He coughed softly, gathering attention for himself again.

“Aghem! And with the Naito leaving us here, I assume we can all infer their interest in the affairs of Konoha. Supposedly they support Konoha, but not enough to sit in on a meeting that concerns the future of the coming years of Konohagakure. Take from that what you will..” he said, before turning to the Hojo woman who'd spoken to his son earlier, which went not unnoticed, but without response as Daiki interfered. Reijo decided to answer her for Yamato, to make sure there'd be no mistake about the question at hand. “I believe you are wrong, Anna. He never belittled your clan. He said you are a coward for not choosing a side. I'm sure many can agree with that opinion, especially since you offer no other reason than 'survival' for your choice. As a newcomer, well, that's not exactly a good reason to pick no side in my eyes.. besides, aren't we here to discuss these matters? Because believe it or not, despite what that insolent Naito boy wishes you to believe, I called this meeting to make sure we were all on the same page.”

Reijo's face was serious, looking at Anna with that characteristical expression Reijo had. The years as a bussinessman had made him quite cunning, and charismatic too. He didn't know what kind of woman Anna was however, and judging from her children, she was probably just as insane as her heir. Regardless of that, the Hojo bathhouse was a prime candidate for a hostile takeover for Minamoru industries, and so it was slightly important to keep on her... somewhat good side. Slowly a smile came upon his visage, and he forced himself to make his expression become a bit more friendly. “I suppose we shall blame the way these motives were questioned on the 'Springtime of Youth' as master Guy wrote it. I'm sure recent events have put everyone on edge, and that would only translate to anger and stressfulness in these kind of meetings. It was to be expected, really.” The words, paired with the smile, made a convincing attempt to convince Anna that both Hanako and Yamato were simply thrown off by the recent coup, and that their words should be taken lightly, especially given the context of a busy, important meeting. For many it was the first meeting of this calibre, after all.

He was going to say more but got interrupted by Kaito, and although he was of some importance to Reijo personally, most of his importance, and that of his clan, had taken a dive when he was discharged as a policeman. Reijo grinned slightly as Kaito nodded at Shin. It was rather funny, that a man of Kaito's profession, or rather, ex profession, needed his own son to keep order. He kept quiet however as Kaito went on a rant, and although his words made sense, he did get one thing right. And Reijo would highlight that one thing, to make sure Kaito understood just how things were.

“Kaito, I've got to say I'm sorry for your recent discharge. After all, there was nobody more fit for your position than you.” Once more, the words went paired with a smile, but not one similar to the one Anna received, more one that said that it wasn't meant, that it was sarcasm, as the words were meant to highlight Kaito's failing as a policeman, and also to remind Kaito that he had attempted to arrest Reijo at one point, and was forced to give up that aspiration.

“I agree with what you say. But like I said, we mustn't forget people are currently on edge. The coup happened yesterday... cut the children some slack. However, I feel like you missed one vital point. I am not here to discuss whether we go against Ayame and Fujitora, or not. The decision on that, like you said, has already been made. We all seem to support her, to more or lesser degrees. Any clan that tries to go against her, will no doubt face off against not just the 11th, but some of the clans as well. This possible 'rebellion' you speak of, it has no place at this table. That much I can tell you.”

Slowly the smile he had faded from his mouth, and he looked more serious. His gaze was no longer upon just Kaito, but circled around the table. “I am here to ensure that we make it perfectly clear that we will keep an eye on lone wolves. It would be.. it would be a shameless waste of life, a shameless waste of good, healthy people, if we allowed them to go against the newly established Hokage alone. We will need to do our best to convince those in our clans that this is for their own good. And that it is, truly, for their own good, and not just political games.”

He faced towards Kaito again, shifting easily in his chair. He motioned towards Kaito, and then Shin, looking at Kaito all the time. “After all, how can you talk about unity and order, when your very own son does not even agree with your views on the matter? That shows to me that you didn't think about the bigger picture. This isn't just about your opinion, Kaito. And if you can't even keep an eye on your own sons opinion, then who is to say if you can pay mind to the opinion and doings of your clan? That worries me.” He slowly placed his fist on the table, pressing it against it firmly as he looked over the entire group, and the crowd, trying to make a point here. He would be as convincing as he could be, using all the charms and charisma he had gathered over the years as a bussinessman. “We simply must ensure that nobody tries anything stupid. It could be much more than a stupid attempt at vigilante 'justice'. It could become, ultimately, a civil war.”

Reijo kept the silence for a minute or so more, looking around before finally folding his hands together and placing them on the table. Finally he raised his voice once more, and for the last time. “I think, unless anyone else wishes to speak, we can conclude this meeting. Remember what I said, we must make sure that there are no lone wolves going against the establishment. We mustn't give anyone a reason to soil the reputation of our clans.”
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