The moon shine brightly in the sky, the stars were shining as brightly as well ,most people in the hidden glacier village would be asleep in their beds right now, experiencing wonderful dreams or horrible nightmares. While in their slumber, these people entrusted their safety to the ninjas who preformed nightly patrols in and around the hidden glacier village. The village most important resource. Night time is a ninja best friend's and more importantly It was when animals like snakes tend to be more active. This was especially true for Anka Hebi Hachūrui of the Hachūrui Clan. Not much is known about the history of Hachūrui due to them being a highly secretive clan that very few know of its existence much less how to enter and discover those within but Anka wasn't your typical Hachūrui nor ninja, she didn't inherited the clan's pale skin, greed eyes and skinny built. Oh now, she was far more attractive , with her ruby red eyes, to her look silky smooth black hair down to voluptuous body. Her clan was a dying breed and her looks could be consider an adaptation to this problem, to attract a mate of some sort. For now Anka was planning to have some late night fun but she did always keep her eyes open for suitable suitors.

It was getting darker in the hidden glacier village, nearing midnight when Anka approached a Shichiyou bar, it seems to be a place suit for the lower class people of the hidden village. The smell of freshly cooking meat which cause Anka's tongue to flicker out to sample the air around her guided her to cloth 'doorway' of sorts. Anka would walk through the doorway as she looks around the bar, it was your standard bar, not much stood out. The bar has several people scatter about, mostly male. People were sitting a table drinking sake and sharing the events they experience for the day. Then you have a few people standing around at a dart bar, with alcoholic drinks playing a game of darts. How the genius of the owner of the bar to let drunk people get their hands on potentially dangerous objects but this wasn't Anka problem as she walk past a group of older men at the pool table, making bets on who would win the current game. Anka obverse them for a few minutes before she walk up towards the bartender and sat down on a stool waiting to be severe on and with he looks she didn't had to wait long.

The Bartender eyed her happily and warily at the same time, he hope that no one would start a bar room brawl over this female plus if one female show up then more are bound to come right? "Hello S-S-S-Sir, I would like your finest glass of pink lemonade please. Also I like a cheeseburger as well" Anka wasn't old enough for alcoholic beverages- besides, she refrained from them. The bartender look at girl weirdly, was she hissing at him and why did came to a bar to drink lemonade? With a friendly smile he went to make Anka's drink and told the cook about the meal. After a few minutes Anka had her pink lemonade and began to sip some of it. It would take some time before her food was done. Anka thought about chatting with someone but the people here were drunk or just flat out ugly. Anka didn't want to converse with either of those types of people. "Maybe I pick the wrong place to go see, after I eat I will visit the theater."

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