July 28th- Oniyuri's Residence
Sayuri's hands slowly glided over the dish as she slowly washed it underneath the warm water of the sink. However, her mind was elsewhere as she gazed outside the window. She barely registered her husband's voice trying to get ahold of her attention.
"Sayuri!" Osamu called once more to his wife.

She jumped slightly, "Hmm? What is it Osamu."
"Is everything okay? I've been trying to get your attention for good minute now."
She cleared her throat and focused her attention back to the dish, "Yeah… I'm fine. I was just lost in thought I suppose."
"Is it about Nao-"
"Dont." She snapped. She then paused letting out a shaky breath regaining her cool composure, "Don't speak her name in this household." She pleaded.
Osamu frowned but said nothing more, deciding his silence would be much more appreciated.

July 28th- Clan head Office/study
 Naomi sat in her study filing and signing a few reports that had pertained to the clan and its matters within the village. Her mind occasionally wandered over to the information her daughter had kindly provided to her yesterday and the many complaints she received from the clan about their new tenants. A knock sounded at the door causing a tired sigh to escape her mouth.
"Enter." She commanded firmly.
In stepped and elderly woman with thin lips and deep purple eyes that dug into the souls of those she placed her stare upon. Her hair was a dull faded blonde color and tied back into a tight neat bun. The elder woman stood with an elegant grace, her aura seeped power and made her presence command the attention of those who stood before her. This woman was none other than Hanae Moriyo, previous head of the Moriyo clan and partially responsible for the executive decision to remove the clan from Amegakure.
Naomi stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Hanae-sama, What brings you here?" She questioned cautiously.

"It has been brought to my attention that you have cleared the tainted to seek refuge behind our clan walls."
Naomi licked her lips nervously, "Hai Hanea-sama, that is true."
The elder woman's eyes narrowed slightly, "And may I ask why you have completely torn up all we've worked for? You and I worked out that we would cut all ties with them years ago did we not?"
"Hai I just-"
"You were just what? You should know well enough that there is no room for weakness within this clan, just like there is no room for tainted blood to further corrupt our clan bloodline."
"Hai, I know-"
"Do you Naomi? Do you really? I'm starting to think choosing you as clan head was a mistake, you're too weak to hold such a position."
Naomi remained silent, her eyes trained on the floor below her and her fist clenched tightly.
"Fix this situation, or I'll be forced to take action once more and this time, I'll make sure their dead. There will be no escape this time around. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Mother."

July 28th - Moriyo Compound

Kokoro strolled through the compound occasionally waving to a few clan members. However, she didn't have time for them, she was looking for a specific orange haired child.
Knowing not many people socialized with the child, Kokoro only assumed that Oniyuri would be close to her house to avoid any unnecessary confrontation with others and Kokoro was right. Oniyuri sat into a small patch of grass near her house. She seemed to be enjoying playing in the mud that surrounded her. Kokoro's nose scrunched up in distaste as she approached.
"Why are you playing in mud?" She questioned interrupting the girl.
"Because." Oniyuri answered simply, Her reply dissatisfied Kokoro who let it be known by making a face.

"Why? Mud is messy and dirty."
"Maybe I like it that way."
"Hm. Figures Obaa-chan said that you and your mommy were dirty people." Kokoro responded.
Oniyuri's face grew red with anger, "Yeah well your Obaa-chan is stupid!"
"We share the same Obaa-chan yatsume."
"Urusai!"
"Yatsu! Yatsu! Yatsuz!" Kokoro chanted childishly.
Oniyuri's face grew hotter and hotter her eyes watered slightly, but she refused to cry. Instead she grabbed a handful of mud and chucked it towards the chanting Kokoro who froze in shock. Kokoro's lip quivered slightly, this was her favorite shirt, her Kaa-chan had made it by hand and now it was ruined by mud.
Oniyuri, feeling a bit proud of herself snickered and poked her tongue out at the girl. This made Kokoro feel angry and react by launching herself at the orange haired girl knocking her back into the mud. From then on a childish brawl took place in which consisted of childish hair pulling and meaningless scratches. To make matters worse, Hanae Moriyo made her appearance in time to witness Oniyuri trying to shove mud into the grey haired girl's face while Kokoro struggled against her.
Slamming her hands together, the elder summoned vines to grab and separate the girls. She scanned over Kokoro before switching her icy gaze towards Oniyuri who shook under the elder woman's hateful stare. She released Kokoro first.
"Go straight home and clean off, I will be speaking with you later. I will not have your tomfoolery damaging our noble image." She hissed dangerously.
Kokoro nodded and scampered off quickly.
Hanae turned her attention towards Oniyuri who was still being held within the restraints of the vines.
"And you, I expect nothing less from a kusogaki of your blood." She jeered.
Oniyuri chewed on her lip at the insult her eyes stung slightly with tears at the old woman's words.
"Oh don't tell me you're going to cry kusogaki? Just like you're mother, cowardly and polluted. No matter, stains like you two can easily be removed." She scoffed.
By then tears freely flowed down the child's face. She couldn't understand how someone could be so mean. What had she and her mother done to this woman.
" K..kusobabaa!" She shouted defiantly, her voice quivering slightly.
That shout was enough to gain the attention of Sayuri who exited the house to take witness of the scene. Her eyes hardened before forming a few hand signs. Small purple tinted vines crawled up the elder woman's legs.
"Release my daughter Hanae." She demanded firmly.

"Ah, Sayuri, I was wondering when you'd join us. You ought to keep an eye on your spawn. She's a troublemaker like you. Although, rotten apples don't fall far from a rotten tree."
"I'm sure you'd know a lot about that wouldn't you Hanae?" She spat.
The elder scoffed releasing the child from the binds. Oniyuri raced over to her mother holding her leg tightly.
"I wish to have no quarrel with you Sayuri. Although, I'd watch what I do around here. You're not very treasured among us, I'm sure you know that. And with a little push, I think the clan head can make some arrangements and see to it that you're back into the open." She warned. She then eyed the two, a victorious smirk sat on her wrinkled face.
"Good day."

July 28th- Clan Head Office/Study
"Okaa-san ! Okaa-san!" Kokoro called bursting into Naomi's study room. Muddy footprints trailed behind her causing Naomi to frown.
"Kokoro, what happened to you why are you all muddy for?" She questioned taking in her daughter's muddy mess.
"Oniyuri did it! She threw mud at me!" She cried.
Naomi's frown deepened, "Why would she do that?"
Kokoro avoided eye contact, "I don't know… " she lied trailing off.
Naomi ran a hand through her hair tiredly. She had a suspicious feeling more happened than what Kokoro was willing to let on. She walk over to her daughter and slightly ushered her out the room, "Go to your father and ask him to clean you up. I'll talk to you and Oniyuri's mother later."
"Hai Kaa-chan."

July 28th - Oniyuri's Residence
"Where are you going?" Osamu questioned watching his wife walk briskly over to the door.
"I'm going to go have a talk with the clan head." She answered hotly. She glanced over at her husband, "I put Oni in the tub, make sure she doesn't hurt herself or something. I'll be back." She informed before slamming the door closed.
Osamu shook his head, "Have mercy on the soul who pissed my wife off."

July 28th- Clan Head Office/Study

Naomi was packing up paperwork from the day. Her eyes had bags underneath them and she wanted nothing more than to rest for the day. Too much had happened and all she really wanted to do was relax and brush off the drama of the day. A harsh knock suddenly sounded at the door.
"Enter" she commanded.
The person who entered the room made Naomi's heart clench. Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to form words.
"Sayuri… "