I headed home after school. Fall was starting to come in making my legs cold.
'Bad day to pick a skirt, to wear to school.'
I sighed seeing my house coming into view. I don't really care about going home to my uncle. My parents died when I was young, so I had to move to America with my uncle.
"Mizuki, Is that you?" Called my uncle from his office.
"Yes Uncle." I responded.
"Can you come here from a moment." I walked into his office to see him packing up some of his books.
"Uncle, What are you doing?"
"Mizuki, I have to tell you something."
"Well I'm listening."
"We're moving back to Japan." That's it. Time seemed to stop.
"Wh-What?"
"We're moving to Japan." He repeated.
"No!" I snapped. My uncle stopped packing and turned to face me with a frown clear on his face.
"My company is moving to Japan and we have to go with it." He explained. He ran a very popular car brand. I knew a lot of people were moving their factories to the East because the pay is cheaper, but did it have to be Japan we go to.
"But what about those people that killed my Mom and Dad?" His frown turned into a soft smile.
"Don't worry they were caught. I had to make sure it was safe before we moved there." He said in a soft voice. I was in shock, it was a rare sight to see my uncle being nice. He's usually emotionless. I think that's why he's single.
"Where are we moving to?"
Uncle paused for a little bit then answered.
"Konohamaru."
I froze again.
"Alright." I said slowly exiting the room.