Yuushu inhaled letting the air fill in his lungs till he could not fill in anymore then let it out in a slow whistle. There was a feeling of something or someone behind him. He instinctively turned around looking back at the path. There was only the empty and wide area he had covered behind him followed by the soft footprints of his feet from the muddy path. He lifted his foot off the ground and sees the dirt ingrained deep within the wedges and cracks of his boot. He smiled at this, he had every right to smile at the thought of his foot imprinting into the earth. It remind him of his time in Konoha, quick as it was it left a small imprint that would shape that village into something more than it ought to be. He didn’t have to know that he had a smirk on his lips, it was hurting the left side of his face for doing so but it was hard to relax his face at that moment.

He ventured forward now. The feeling of someone or something behind him passed on and he was able to comfortably think to himself about the day before and its interesting turns that made his own gains seem worthwhile. His original intent was for his compatriots to follow alongside him, both Michio and Leon, into Konoha to wreck some chaos into Konoha’s lives. Repeated much as history had stated in the record books, Yuushu didn’t particularly wonder whether he would destroy buildings, scare little children or perhaps even kick a dog in the stomach or so. Going rampant in a village without any sense of self wasn’t his type of thing in situations like that. He was, instead, more of a person who enjoyed it civilly. When he got into Konoha, it was more or less civilized then the brutal destruction he faced in his past where villages were on fire, buildings crumbling and all that sort of stuff that was associated with chaos. Konoha, on the other hand, was simply just in a state of controlled panic. It had its empty streets, empty building complexes, empty housing, empty academy and everything else.

The thought of it was reminding him as a little child during his time at the academy. They were lined up against the wall during one of their attack drills where they were put in order and led by the teacher towards the underground tunnels that would lead into the major hidden den. In front of him and behind him, the children weren’t taking this as serious as the instructor were asking them to or better yet yelling at them to shut up trying to show the seriousness of this drill. Yuushu couldn’t blame them for wanting to act up. Working hard all day and this was one time they have a chance to relax during school hours was a time for them kids to act a fool even with the presence of the instructor in front, it’s hard to take something as serious as this when there wasn’t a threat to take seriously. The later generation after Yuushu would do the same thing as Yuushu’s generation did, which was pulling off the same lax attitude that they pulled during a situation. It made him wonder if the academy students didn’t hear the large explosions in the background, members of Konoha rushing towards an infinite amount of directions in order to direct people to the hidden dens and see that their instructors had a calm appeal to them but in their minds they were moving a thousand meters per second. He wondered if that generation would learn unlike his own.

The path was getting a bit drier now as he walked within that time span. His brow was beading a bit with sweat. Yuushu had looked up seeing the sun had reached its peak in the sky and it was pouring down the rays and cutting through a thick layer of white clouds laying out an artistic caricature. He continued moving not letting that hinder him for the moment. He was still deep in thought of the day before, still thinking on what the Hokage-he stopped himself from thinking him as the Hokage. He had that appeal, that look and aura that would signify him as a Hokage but he lacked that presence Shodaime Hokage had and that was that solid philosophy and foundation in which Sandaime-Shihouin lacked. While the first showed his strong standings in what seen to be the first era of a new generation, Shihouin had only his own background to blame. This put Shodaime and Sandaime into a category that was similar to the first Hokage of the first generation. One would rule underneath the leaf while another would rule underneath the burning ashes of his enemies. Yuushu figured that if he could get Shihouin on his side and just his side alone that it would make things far better to deal with in the long run. However long Yuushu intended on running with the newly formed Days of the Week, he wanted to at least make it interesting for himself. And why stop there at getting that Hokage? Why just let him join his fun? Why not let others join into this concoction of simple madness.

He didn’t know who else would join him however. He would need to think among that but he knew it would come to him when the time is right. For now, he would have to go on his current item on his to do list which was go to Amegakure to meet Suzumi. He was curious as to what she was doing at the moment. If the reports of her insanity had any truth in it, then by all means he was anxious to see what she was up to. He rubbed his hands to this then he intertwines them and stretched out arms and hands. His knuckles popped and cracked as he did so. All the feeling his hands was light and pleasant in sensation. He had an idea that he was going to have a good time in Amegakure and in the future he was going to have a better time.

“This is a good day to party” he said to himself. He continued to walk down the path now feeling the atmosphere change to a more watery smell. He was getting close now.