Finally finishing up in the Kitchen, Nazaki placed the perfectly clean pan above his head where it belonged. The dish he prepared was Hambagu; a japenese hamburger that had all the boisterous flavors of soy with a hint of gin. Usually soy and gin weren't added but he honestly couldn't resist. Beaides, it wasn't like anybody but him was eating it. It was only around noon and Zaki had been tired, though he was simply tired out of boredom. This whole day was not productive the young Hanumaru male and that was not like him. Ever since he merged with that...thing, a number of things changed about him- both personaloty wise and physically. He became a much louder and friendlier person, though that slight mysteriousness he had remained. His hair had been covered with snow and his height decreased a bunch. It was disappointing really, nonetheless he was still Nazaki Hanumaru. A yawn escaped his lips as his eyes slowly glanced around the empty kitchen. It wasn't long before he exited, and made his way towards the training area. He refused to sleep, not when it was still so early in the day. Despite his current clothing, which consisted of a simple robe-like dress known to many as a Kimono, he was still going to train. Why should clothes stop him? As he placed both of his hands together he kicked down the door which disconnected the realm of violence from the rest of the peaceful building known as infinity Hydra. Quickly reacting to the loud booming, the members turned their head to see what the cause had been. It was safe to say to say that Naz had forgotten all about the infiltration that occured at this guild, so everyone had been on their guard. Without an actual care given, he slowly walked into the rokm with a slight smile. Nobody said a word. According to a friend, Nazaki's role in the fight played a big part in how people saw him now. They respected him, because only a handful of members could have defeated the tiger he fought. Nazaki Hanumaru was rising within the ranks quick and he knew he had to maintain his newly given reputation. Honestly, if the white haired male had the power he had now when the terrorists attacked, that wolf would have never knocked him out. Just the thought angered him, but he still kept a warm smile. "Who the hell wants to train with me today?!" |
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