Micaiah from Yakuta as FC for Mimori-san!!! (Ctto) OwO jk

1. 住んでいた女の子

Dwelling hidden, in the northern uncharted outskirts of Iwagakure, The Village Hidden In The Rocks, is the Amatsu Tribe, a small clan of ninja and monks that has remain in complete isolation from society. They are led by holy monks who have kept their Kekkei Genkai in balance and protected from the outside world. Living in remoteness, the Amatsu Tribe do not follow the latest societal norms, culture and infrastructure of the other villages.

The women and men are merely equal. Not one woman is allowed to join the tribe's own shinobi armed force. And not one man is allowed to be unemployed. Every man should participate and work and every woman should keep out of the armed force. If one dares himself or herself to cross these laws, it's up to the monks to decide their fate, whether it be exile or execution, depending on the case.

The populace is very low despite the high rate of people deciding to banish themselves from the village. Most of them fled to the nearest, The Village Hidden In The Rocks, and had easily adapted to the modern lifestyle of the settlement, while a few had returned traumatized and penniless. Most of the banished were families and young adults, newly wed couples wanting to have their family elsewhere and teenagers seeking for a new life.

One of those teenagers could've been Mimori, if only she had the same wants. All Mimori really wants is a peaceful life. Perhaps settle down with a happy family once she turns eighteen and marry one of the few lucky men in the tribe. But if course, it's not for her to decide. She must have a husband of great significance to her and for their future children who will someday inherit her power.

How it warms her heart to think of herself as a parent. She wants to achieve a very important role her biological mother had never had. She was delivered out of the womb of the sacrifice and made with the chakra harvested from the moon and sun during a blood moon. In an instant, her biological mother died right after she was brought into this world. Mimori's biological father is unknown and so she has been in her own ever since, having only the monks to keep her alive and well-fed.

Mimori lives with the monks in the sacred ancient temple located at the cliff overlooking the whole tribe. Most of the time, she spends her daytime hours in the praying room where she prays and worship with her favorite monk to their Gods and attending the high school that has been recently established to keep the literacy rate high. Meanwhile, in her night time hours, she gazes at the sky and would talk for hours to the moon, in which she was told, since at a young age, it is her real mother while the sun, her real father.

It was unbelievable, even for Mimori herself. But it came from the monks, and so it must be true. Mimori had always acknowledged this, including the sole purpose of her existence.

Mimori

It wasn't going to rain today and so right after I woke up, I head off to Kazu's study. He's the head monk and I have to ask for his permission to hang out with my friends today. As I ran down the outer hallways, I imagined I was a famous running athlete and it was like the cicadas were cheering for me. I love imagining. It is said it's good for the soul. And when I have the time, I use my imaginations as ideas to my writing, novels I write in my spare times. It's a hobby I've developed from going to school perhaps.

"Headmaster Kazu!" I'm now knocking in the head monk's door. I couldn't help the excitement so much as that it was noticeable in my voice. "Are you in there? I need to speak with you!"

"Yes, yes. What is it?" Asked the old man, annoyed, as he slide his door open. His eyebrows are knitted in impatience, indicating his lack of sleep and has been occupied with paperwork for days.

"Can I go out today? Just with Kokona and my other girl friends." Mimori said sheepishly as she tries to still her cheeky grin in hopes it will convince him.

"Girl friends, eh? Are you sure there are no boys?"

"No. I promise, headmaster!"

"Then you shall, as you have been busy with your studies lately and I don't want to imprison you in the temple forever."

"Yes! Arigato, Kazu-san! Though don't come finding me for lunch. I'll just eat outside with them!"

"Very well, child. Take care of yourself." The man said as Mimori heads off. He slid the door back close.

The place Mimori and her friends will be hanging out with at is the only food shop in the whole tribe despite most of the townsfolk only make and eat their meals at home. Mimori's group of friends are the only ones in the store. They're eating the bestselling ramen which has been Mimori's favorite ever since she first ordered it.

In the stalls sat the four teenage girls chattering and eating ramen noodles for lunch. Kokona, a cheerful, friendly girl with a beautiful jet black mane always dangling on her back is Mimori's best friend among her inner circle since they have been friends since kindergarten. At heart, they're sisters. One would always know what the other one is thinking. But it seems at the moment, Mimori doesn't know what Kokona is thinking. A frown hangs low across her beautiful facial features, dragging her beauty down with it. And throughout the whole conversation, she rarely said a thing or two. She would send a smile to Mimori oftentimes, but Mimori knew too well it was counterfeit.

After all of them finished their ramen and the rest of her friends left, Mimori asked for Kokona to stay a little while. Gladly, she nodded.

"Are you okay, Kokona? You seem to be quiet today." Said Mimori, concern obvious in her wavering tone.

"I'm fine, Mimori. Nothing to worry about."Kokona said, her dark brown eyes lit up as she smiled at her, but they immediately retreat to the ground where they have always been.

Mimori rested a supportive hand on her shoulder. "You know, you can tell me anything. I'm your sister at heart, remember?" Mimori's amber yellow eyes suddenly looked past Kokona once she sees a familiar someone jogging over.

Mimori runs over to the person. He was a boy no more than two years her senior. He was her boyfriend, the boy she's had a crush on since middle school. His name was... "Seiji, you're home!" She jumps to his arms and he swiftly catches her. The both of them giggling of excitement despite having each other's presence. Mimori hasn't seen her lover in a while. The reason was because Seiji is a shinobi, a genin still preparing for his first Chunin Exam. And because of this, Seiji has to spend most of his days training and travelling afar with his sensei and other teammates.

After settling her back down to the ground, Seiji pinches her flushed cheeks playfully. "I missed you."

Mimori can't help but to pick his cheek, grinning goofily. "I missed you, too, Seiji-senpai!"