The Daisuke Method of Teacher Acquisition by Dr_Caduceus
- Location
- Missouri, United States of America
Because I owe Vesvius this Omake, I hereby christen these scribbles: The Daisuke Method of Teacher Acquisition
Uzuki Yūgao had been described by many people as a caring and loyal woman who puts herself all into whatever task she set her mind to. However, in this moment, she found herself profoundly irritated. She ran a small calligraphy club that met a few times a month and while it didn't have too many members yet, she was hoping to gather more soon. What left her irritated was that after returning from a rather annoying mission, involving a fish merchant and far to many days spent undercover, she found her favorite calligraphy shop had been bought out of the supplies she needed. Seemingly every piece of beginners gear, from brushes to paper, was missing. She of course had her own equipment, but that would only cover her personal use. If she wanted this club to grow, or even keep the members she had, she would need to find another shop to supply her on short notice.
As she sped away to her new destination, the beginnings of a headache forming, Yūgao couldn't help but wonder who in their right mind would buy an entire store's stock.
A few days later, after finding an overpriced alternative to her usual shop and having salvaged her attendance number for another meeting, Yūgao had found her mystery buyer. Apparently, some civilian woman had decided that her precious brat was taking up calligraphy and blew through the shop like a hurricane, waving her fan and tossing glares like they were kunai. According to the grapevine it wasn't even the first shop she's terrorized in such a manner.
Now she was hiding in some trees near the brat's house, watching him practice his kanji, and asking herself one question over and over.
"Just who is Satomura Daisuke?"
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The basic idea for the snip is Daisuke getting another teacher by his mother inconveniencing high level ninjas and sparking their curiosity. I'll try to write follow ups to this if I can, but this alone took me several days, being that I am such a crap writer.
Uzuki Yūgao had been described by many people as a caring and loyal woman who puts herself all into whatever task she set her mind to. However, in this moment, she found herself profoundly irritated. She ran a small calligraphy club that met a few times a month and while it didn't have too many members yet, she was hoping to gather more soon. What left her irritated was that after returning from a rather annoying mission, involving a fish merchant and far to many days spent undercover, she found her favorite calligraphy shop had been bought out of the supplies she needed. Seemingly every piece of beginners gear, from brushes to paper, was missing. She of course had her own equipment, but that would only cover her personal use. If she wanted this club to grow, or even keep the members she had, she would need to find another shop to supply her on short notice.
As she sped away to her new destination, the beginnings of a headache forming, Yūgao couldn't help but wonder who in their right mind would buy an entire store's stock.
A few days later, after finding an overpriced alternative to her usual shop and having salvaged her attendance number for another meeting, Yūgao had found her mystery buyer. Apparently, some civilian woman had decided that her precious brat was taking up calligraphy and blew through the shop like a hurricane, waving her fan and tossing glares like they were kunai. According to the grapevine it wasn't even the first shop she's terrorized in such a manner.
Now she was hiding in some trees near the brat's house, watching him practice his kanji, and asking herself one question over and over.
"Just who is Satomura Daisuke?"
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The basic idea for the snip is Daisuke getting another teacher by his mother inconveniencing high level ninjas and sparking their curiosity. I'll try to write follow ups to this if I can, but this alone took me several days, being that I am such a crap writer.