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The night had been rough and Hotarubi was not feeling well - into day three and his previous low chakra reserves made him hungry throughout the night when he couldn't actually eat properly. He tossed and turned during the night.
He wiped at his eyes during the space travelling between the real village and the fake one, yawning as well. It was noticed by other individuals. "Shuthellup.." he mumbled, yawning again. His work was sloppier by comparison to the previous day - on the "sculpting" again, except rather than hammers and nail in an attic he was instead placing 'insulation boards up' and it required them to be cut to size.
They were not cut to size. Gaps were being made and he was having to use excess amounts, and excess meant more material - and more cost. Luckily, "Ma'am" was not around to call him out for it.
His chakra was replenishing by the less strenuous work in spite of it, but over the course of days work it was inevitably dwindling. He would need to rest - unfortunately, Shinobi did not rest. The morning was well underway and by the time the sun was in the sky, the jungle had already become a wet and temperate environment. Even though he wasn't working as hard as the others for the day today, he was still sweating. Still getting work done, though. |
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