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Bored and unusually tired, from the lingering silence, Ji's hands came together and twirled both thumbs respectively around one another. His cheeks puffed and his eyes crossed inwardly as he attempted to look upon said cheeks.

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With diligence, Ji's only shadow clone remained side-by-side with Ashura's own as the duo keenly examined the fuuinjutsu at work around the outskirts of the town itself. It'd been a ring or barrier of sorts, one that -according to Ashura- had served to either keep something in or keep it from getting out, maybe both worst case scenario. Nevertheless, Ashura made an obvious suggestion to find the source of the technique considering that no one man could sustain it for as long as it remained activated.

In response to his question, Ji's shadow clone inquired how they'd even go about such a thing.

"I'm positive we're the only ones in this town that can see this thing, or maybe not, whose to say. Point is, how're we really going to locate the core of this technique when its surrounded by the entire town."

"You think it's got something to do with that old couple and 'bottomless pit' or whatever they called it? Call me crazy but having a source for something underground seems ideal."

That girl had been so strange, enough so to the point where she seemed immediately harmless, however, the longer Ji lived in that new world, the faster he realized that almost no one could be trusted completely. Fortunately, at that point, one thing had been certain - the girls memory failed to be anything admirable to say the least.

As Ji's own name floated out of her mouth like a inflated bubble, his brows lofted in confusion even further. Using said bubble as an instrument to jog her memory of a forgotten task or message, Ji watched as she tried so contentedly to remember.

Growing a childlike impatience, the tip of his foot tapped against the ground. Before long, more bubbles beckoned forth, however, once they had, instead of his name they turned out to be the very words that fell from his parted lips. Finally, after using what looked to be 'normal' binoculars, she remembered who he was and who he'd been looking for, but then something went entirely wrong.

She mentioned someone betting mad, someone that apparently went by 'Big Brudda'. According to her, he had some important message of some kind to pass along, and as curious as ever, Ji wanted to find out. Forced to remain calm, he refused to let himself grow overly impatient.

"Fine, I'll humor you. What did this big 'brudda' want to tell me and why is it so important?"

Walking through both the main and side streets, Ji maintained a straight forward field of vision as Yui expressed her issues and concerns. It turned out that she -just as much as Ji himself- wanted to find out more about her father, however, unlike Ji's own, the possibility of Kiyoshi being alive had easily been possible.

Full well knowing that the inquiry regarding his fathers death was innocent and pure, he brushed it off as best as possible and nodded to acknowledge everything she had said leading up to that point.

"Well, thats quite an interesting development you have there. I'll do as much as I can thus far but as for giving you as much information as possible about Kiyoshi, it's little to nothing. By the time I came home from Namyeol's world, all of this had already occurred. . ."

He paused and folded his arms in tandem with turning around a corner that lead into a side street.

"With that said, I only know just as much as yourself. But, I have a possible solution. Whenever I've had the chance, I've been tracking anyone who knew our fathers or anything about Amegakure before our own arrival. Unfortunately, I haven't had any luck so far, so please, forgive me."