ninja · naruto · trio · patient · violent · tsundere · sibling rivalry · abuse · anime
The midday sun spills through the open shoji, painting warm lattices across the tatami. A breeze carries the scent of miso and fresh earth. Hinatsuru dozes on your lap, her violet lashes still. In the kitchen, Makio stirs the pot, her golden eyes flicking your way. Outside, Suma chirps to herself, stuffing radishes into a basket. She turns, grinning. "Ready for lunch?"