Another mini reaction post.
Originally, the third most important day had definitely been the day Akiko finally agreed to go out with him. Then it had been the day Emi did. Then Mai. Then Eiko. Then Saori. Or was Saori before Mai? Sometimes it was hard to keep these things straight.
Oh, but there was also his Academy graduation. You know what? Never mind. Yūma wasn't the kind of man who got bogged down in details.
Alright, so, a friend for Noburi? Maybe Noburi can mentor the kid.
The one detail he wished he had got bogged down in was the time. He shouldn't have taken an extermination mission right before the scheduled hour. Not even if Lady Yuno was on it. Yes, watching Lady Yuno flail helplessly when he flirted with her was almost as much fun as killing dangerous chakra beasts by her side, which in turn was almost as much fun as listening to her stories of incredible faraway places. But there was this thing Captain Yamanaka talked about that she called delayed gratification, and maybe Yūma should ask her to explain it again, ideally over dinner.
...rival? I think Neji holds that spot pretty comfortably, but...well, let's see where this goes.
Lord Noburi chuckled as he poured a cup of water from the pitcher by his side and slid it across the table. "Don't worry about it. I just arrived myself. You know how it is."
Yūma gulped the water down greedily. Some things took priority over etiquette. Lord Noburi, one of the chillest men in the history of masculinity, could be counted on to get that much. It was part of the reason why Yūma was, despite everything, much more relaxed than if he'd been facing the imposing Lord Hazō, who could turn kind, fierce, inspiring, or distant at the drop of a hat. Yūma doubted that even Lord Hazō's Yamanaka girlfriend could guess what he was thinking.
It's nice to know that Goketsu have reputations, and to get to experience them through the perspective of folks outside the clan.
Also, it's cool that Noburi is beloved.
"I do wish she'd be more careful," Yūma said. "She's very good at what she does, but it sucks watching a girl put herself in danger and not being able to do anything about it because axes are made for wading into the thick of it and spears… aren't."
Lord Noburi raised an eyebrow. "You do know she's one of the youngest special jōnin in Leaf history, right? She's closer to Captain Hatake territory than she is to you and me, minus cheating eyeballs."
"It's not about how strong she is," Yūma insisted. "My grandpa always taught me—"
Wait, did he really want to have this argument in the middle of a make-or-break interview that had nothing to do with Lady Yuno at all?
Honestly, as far as character flaws go, 'chivalrous sexism' is, at the very least, workable. It becomes more excusable when you consider the context - Leaf is pretty behind the times socially so I'd expect that extends to attitudes towards women - and I think it's generally workable.
At the very least, we can let Akane kick his ass up and down the training field for a while and see if that changes his mind.
"Sure," Yūma said. "I've got this ninjutsu to speed me up so I can get in close, and another one to shove people away to open up space, and that one's really nice because it works on missiles too. I'm working on another one I just got from the KEI exchange which extends my spear reach with this pointy wind thing, but I'm still working on making it actually pointy. Right now, it's like punching someone with a cushion. Great for comedy value; less great for not getting your face eaten."
Are those both the techniques Kei has? If not, we can share those.
Even the Gōketsu's top civilian, Master Gaku, was said to be a once-in-a-generation genius who knew everything about everyone and could tell you what the clan's money was doing down at any given time to the individual ryō.
God, I love Gaku. If we crack the bijuu seals and it'd let us turn civilians into ninja then we need to get him in on that. We won't tell anyone, but lord help the idiot who tries something with him, thinking he's a 'mere civilian', only to get a PKH fist through their skull.
"I can't speak for Lord Hokage," Yūma said. "His wisdom is beyond the likes of me to understand. But I know my grandpa, and he's as civilian as they get, and he's also the bravest man in the Fire Country. He used to be a hunter, and that meant that every day, he'd go into chakra beast-infested woods and look for food for the village, knowing that if he ran into anything deadlier than a doomvole, that would be the end of him. There's nothing a ninja can do to measure up to that kind of courage. We don't even go into battle without orders. So if a man like him is subhuman, then what are we?"
One of us. And, he isn't afraid of a little treason, either!
In any other clan, Yūma was pretty sure, he'd have been laughed at if he was lucky, or chased out and told never to come back. Saying a ninja could be inferior to a civilian was nothing short of blasphemy. But the reason Yūma had stuck with the Gōketsu, instead of joining Ami in the Uchiha District (which was orders of magnitude nicer than the Gōketsu temporary accommodation), was that this was the one place where they understood. Yūma was as loyal to the ideals of the KEI as any clanless ninja who'd been given hope for the future where there had been just the endless grind until death, but the coordinators were fighting other battles. He could trust them to bring justice to the shinobi world. In the meantime, people were dying.
Yep - we're adopting him. We
get it. I'd wonder if he has any likeminded friends, but apparently not.
"We don't really hang out outside missions," Yūma said. "I mean, clan ninja, KEI ninja, different worlds, y'know? But I guess we get on well. I love listening to her stories, and she's hilarious when you try to flirt with her."
Lord Noburi's eyes narrowed.
"You do know I'm her husband?"
Suddenly, there was something in his expression Yūma didn't like at all.
Alright. Let's see where this goes.
"I'm not the kind of asshole who'd go after somebody else's wife, Lord Noburi. Let's be clear on that. But for assholes like that, of which there are more in Leaf than the Sage could count? Lady Yuno is easy pickings. She doesn't know what to do when you flirt with her. She gets flustered when you pay her a compliment. She has no idea where her boundaries are and her self-esteem is through the floor. She has to rely on her axe as a chaperone. Does that sound like a description of a happily-married adult woman to you?"
Lord Noburi went bright red, with some mix of anger and humiliation, and that was when Yūma realised that he had just mouthed off to his prospective superior during an interview and was going to be a KEI ninja for the rest of his life.
Well, if he was going to get banned from the estate anyway, he might as well say his piece.
"It seems to me like you've taken the wrong message from the fact that your wife can kill a gannetbear without using demolitions-grade explosives and list more shades of colour than an interior decorator as long as they're all blood. She's still a woman. She still needs to be supported and protected and made to feel special. She still needs to learn a whole bunch of stuff that you only get from dating experience, including how to be confident in her womanhood, and if you've taken her out of the dating pool early, that means all of that is now your responsibility. If you want to make a big deal of your rights as her husband, Lord Noburi, then make a big deal of your responsibilities too."
Seven out of ten. I have faith that Noburi is self-confident enough to have heard truth when spoken and to filter out the sexism.
There needs to be an understanding and respect of the chain of command, but we're not going to pull him up on charges or stick him on punishment duty. Hell, I like the kid
more, now.
"Next question," Lord Noburi said, "do you have any hobbies?"
"Sorry, what?"
"Do you have any hobbies?" Lord Noburi repeated. "Do you read, or cook, or fish, or whatever?"
"I like the theatre," Yūma said woodenly while his brain tried to catch up to what was going on. "I try to catch at least one play a season, two if I get lucky and snag some B-ranks."
Have we considered founding the Goketsu Travelling Players? Being quite serious, stage construction is a very difficult skill that involves a lot of engineering. It might be a good training ground for our civilian craftsmen. Acting is good social training, people congregate at plays...we could be onto something, here.