It was a bright and cool morning in Konoha. The sun was shining warmly in the forest and there was a cool, gentle breeze that slightly rustled the leaves on the tree. There was a average chirping of birds. Sitting in one of the tree's was Asukari Yamaki. He was experiencing one of those moments when you can't remember what you were doing in that place at that time. He had recently returned from a B-rank mission he had accomplished and was too lazy to train or learn any jutsu. Right now he was trying to "escape the world" for a little while. He knew that his freedom of thought wouldn't be long lived because it was that time when people start traveling through the forest. He sighed, sometimes he just wished that he could just disappear from everything for a brief moment in time, but right now he was just stuck in the moment.
He started thinking about what his father told him before he left and never returned.
"Double R, I'm a rebel with a reason, sometimes you gotta fight the devil with a demon, blood is in the streets and it is up to my knees, underground shit, I see myself as a seed, living in the glass, and everybody's looking
But how can you get the picture, if you don't know who took it? This current affairs, but who the hell cares? Everybody's fighting over positions, musical chairs. On the road to redemption, go on and use a few stairs, I'm just f*cking ready so I come prepared. And I see you with your palms in your pants. But me, I got the world in my hands, I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker." This was what his dad had said, and now he wondered if it was encouragement or if it was a curse.