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Limp steps, left and right trudged helplessly into the empty streets of the Uchiha district, as a lone figure aimlessly made his way to a particular house. Eyes droopy, pupils almost losing any trace of eyesight, but nonetheless, his body still functioned despite the fact of being physically drunk.
After gazing at the sliding door almost dumbfoundedly, the raven slid it open to see an empty and dark living room. It seems everyone in that abode had already been sleeping.
It was another one of the sleepless nights in the ANBU, and a tiring task it was; endless endeavors they had to endure. It was a pain. To simmer away the problems that life brought, the prodigy decided to intoxicate himself with the famous sake from across the street. Although it seems he had too much.
The male walked up the stairs where a beaming light seeping out from the sliding door. It seems someone was still awake. Abruptly, he slid the doors wide open and collapsed down onto the tatami mats.
"Shisui.—"
