Sakura was sent to Kirigakure for the week to help train some of their medical ninjas to help strengthen the bonds between Kirigakure and Konoha after the war. After a long day of teaching, she was finally able to explore the village.
In the middle of trying to find a teashop, she stumbled across a weapons shop instead. Sakura thought that if there was someone inside, she could hopefully get directions, even if the people in Kiri weren't the friendliest.
She slowly turned the door handle to see if it was unlocked. Miraculously, the door opened. After opening the door, she hesitantly took a step inside the establishment.
"Hello? Is anyone in here? I just needed help with directions."
His current projects were coming along nicely. The shop would be loaded with new supplies soon enough which meant more money to invest in other projects hidden away. Even if he was no longer the famed, or infamed, puppet master of Sunagakure? His puppets were still a life’s work. Artistic projects but also a means of weapons if he truly needed them. Just a shame they would be a last resort in the end as such a reveal would truly jeopardize his identity.
Then again ... What could hurt him more than someone that would recognize him without fail? The sound of a voice made him flinch. As he moved around a corner of a shop, the male that wore a bandanna to hide the red hair would reveal himself with his leather apron still on and a towel slung over his shoulder. Sure enough, that all too familiar pink hair from his past was in his shop. Every ounce of him was loathing this moment, but he knew eventually something like this would happen.
“Someone from Konoha stumbles into my shop for directions. Can’t say I’m a fan...” he spoke, probably not helping his case... “What are you looking for?”