Returning Home for Some Much Needed Rest

Renga walked from the opening of the tree base toward where what seemed like ages ago he had entered the tree with Takeshi and Rosuto. Now he as leaving to return home for a short period of time. His training of his bijuu was going well, but he was exhausted and needed some rest. It had been almost a month and a half without being home and even Takeshi had left little over a week ago. A glossed over stare was stuck on Renga's face as he took a seat on the pier while waiting for the clergyman who piloted the boat across the sea of molten metal.

A plain red sleeveless cloak covered the plain black T shirt Renga wore, his loose black jeans showed between the front opening. On his back he carried the frying pan that had been with him since the Chuunin Exams. A melancholy presence seemed to loom in the air around him as he left Rosuto behind in the Tree of the World. Nevertheless, he would live with himself.

After some time of waiting, the boat finally returned to pick up the next set of passengers and take them to the mainland. Renga was glad for this as he walked onto the boat and took a seat. There was no time for small talk as he quickly drifted into a light sleep. Dreams replayed the memories he had from the tree, the fight between him and the berserker, the mastery of part of the very demon within him, and the assault on Snjor that Frozen Captain.

In the matter of time it took to return, Renga slept for most of it. He only woke up when he hit shore and had to walk back to the village. He truged along, barley able to lift his feet, but a relaxing feeling began to set in as the tower of Hebi no To grew closer in his vision. The village of Arashigakure was beckoning to him, almost as if it was waiting for him to return. With a smile on his face, Renga entered throw the main gates and began his way to his apartment.