The sun was up in the sky and the wind was blowing. Dororo was standing up on a tall but stout tree, it overlooked the city. The view was breathtaking when the sun rises or goes down. The scene was good enough for him to breathe and take in the fresh air flowing by. It was great for him to think peacefully ,without any interruptions.
He started to think and thoughts started to drift into his head. Then a certain someone
popped into the keron's head. His face started to become a bit red.
"What's wrong with me?" he uttered in his thoughts. He shook his head...trying to get the thought out of his head. Soon after, he leaped off.
Meanwhile at the Hinata residence...
"STUPID FROG!" It echoed inside the house. It was Natsumi scolding Keroro because of another attempt of trying to take over Pekopon. The sergeant was beaten until he lost consciousness. Everybody ended up as the same old people...err frogs...they were. Tamama was eating cake...Kururu was back on his computer...Dororo wasn't called, but he really didn't mind at this point...it felt the same.
Speaking of Dororo...
He was wanting to do some target practice, but it wasn't in the base. He went further in the forest and found a place where he could do it. The trees were his mark. The shurikens started flying in the air...but his thoughts were making him lose focus. Instead of the weapons hitting the trees, he ended up hitting other things like rocks and the forest floor. He ended up disappointed...
The wind was blowing through the trees, making them sway. That was the only sound that Dororo's ears heard...until he sensed a presence nearby.
"Who's there!" he yelled out. He looked around but it came out of the shadows.
"It's just me Dororo." It was Koyuki.
"Oh...I'm sorry Koyuki, I didn't know," he said. Koyuki just accepted.
"Why are you in here?" Dororo was curious.
"I...just like being here, and then I saw you come in here so I just stayed here," was Koyuki's response.
The conversation continued for a few minutes while the leaves were falling. Later on Koyuki decided to leave, Dororo on the other hand wanted to stay in the forest. He laid down on the grass looking upward to the sky covered by the trees brushing against each other.
"...Giroro..." The name started to flutter in Dororo's head, his eyes started to close shut.
The hours started to pass by.
The afternoon was in place and Giroro was sitting in front of his tent, polishing his weapons. His mind was somewhat blank until a peculiar thought of his entered his head. It wasn't Natsumi and it wasn't about the invasion...it was about...
"...Dororo...where is he now?" He started to wonder about the ninja. Normally, he never goes popping inside his head but for the past days, he seemed baffled that he was faintly appearing in his thoughts whenever he wasn't there beside him.
He dropped the cloth and just stopped cleaning. His mind started to wander as well...
As soon as Giroro started to wonder, Dororo awoken from his sleep. The forest was still the same but the sky was starting to change color. The wind blew the grass. He stood up and looked around for a brief moment and started walking.
"...Giroro-kun...I..." He whispered in the wind. He felt alone and that no ends are going to meet. He didn't know if he could tell him the truth.
The sun was setting and he ran back home with a blank look on his face...