Travel. It was something he'd daydreamed of doing his whole life. He was born in the ocean, he was raised in the ocean, he WAS the ocean, but in the ocean he couldn't remain forever. The itch to travel around, set foot on solid ground for the first time, to see other shinobi and their styles... He'd never had a reason to leave the village before, and now he did.
Myuto put the strings of the Koto into each of the wooden rods used to connect the instrument, then put both rods onto his back in an X formation, holstered by a cloth on his back that bared his clan symbol while standing up. He took another long drink of water, taking the notes from Umiko and looking at the seals that had a symbol on them. Myuto knew better than to open them and read them. He put them in his pouch, which was water tight, meaning they wouldn't get wet while he was underwater.
Umiko, in so many words, told Myuto he could take his time since the village was slow going for now. His first official order from the new Kage of the village... Myuto, still with his plain expression, nodded his head and gave a thumbs-up to Umiko, before diving into the waters himself.
(RP post #6, WC: 2,293)
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