Egotistic (Ryoka)

Sayaka has always been so passionate about the next generation of shinobi within Sakyugakure. She always cared about the small, innocent children grow up to be strong and diligent shinobi... who will probably die at some point in their lives if they aren't too skilled or not lucky enough. But that wouldn't matter! After all, there will be always more children and the like to replace those that weren't competent enough for the job. A part of her feels slightly sorrowful that such children are built and trained to face danger. She'd hope that such children or adults who were Genin and oblivious to the ninja world would cherish what they had now before they level up to more horrific tasks. Oh, how they can die so young.

And that was one of the reasons why Sayaka had decided to take a quick look around the village's academy. She was here for two reasons: one major one was to admire the scenery the building had to offer. It was in fact a lovely sight to take in. With Sakyugakure's boasting and strong economy, they were able to create one of the most luxurious and brilliant academies in the entire shinobi world. Of course, thanks to Sayaka's idea to reconstruct it altogether for students to learn more comfortably and instructors to teach more efficiently. Her ego would say that Sakyugakure has one of the best education systems with her help of reforming it.

The second reason why Sayaka decided to visit was to see how the classes were doing; essentially seeing if they were on their best behavior and gave their instructors no hassle. She wanted to make sure everything from structure to teachings were on par. The last thing she wanted to witness was someone disrupting the academy or even went as far as to vandalize something Sayaka poured her heart in. She would be sure to give them hell and a lesson they would never forget. Even if they were the smallest child, her punishments and torture (if it ever resolved to such matters) saw no limit in who gets it and made sure that such ill actions would be ceased to continue.

Both hands were held behind her back while Sayaka sweetly hummed in the peacefully quiet halls with a soft smile on her lips. Both sides of the halls were filled with large sliding doors that contained large polished classrooms that could hold at least hold forty students behind them. From some of them, she could hear faint voices, mainly from the instructors. Others, she heard light chatter among the class. Not too loud, just how Sayaka expected it to be. She may had a few loose screws in her head that made her either the enemy of the public or shockingly admired by some, but what couldn't be denied was her pride for her village. Even though she has been wronged from it, she couldn't change the fact that she came from Sakyugakure. And no matter how people would see it, Sayaka was the one that ran it and had full authority over it.

"Choices, choices, choices~" Sayaka cooed to herself as her eyes darted left to right to see which classroom she should check on. She stopped in front of a random door and reached for the handle to slide it open. While it opened, a few heads turned to Sayaka's directions and collective quiet gasps echoed within the classroom. It didn't take long before the whole class looked to see what the gasps were about before they made their own. She would never get tired of the shocked look of people's faces whenever Sayaka arrived in a public area. The attention, let it be positive or otherwise, felt amazing. Those that didn't like Sayaka for whatever reason refuse to acknowledge her as their Taiyokage. Fortunately, reality would stick by her side that she was. That, or Sayaka could force reality onto them.

She made a friendly nod towards the class as she leaned against the door frame with both arms crossed and head tilted away from said frame. There, she spotted a rather remarkable young white haired woman that stood in front of the green board. The dress she wore was a bit too sultry for young children's eyes, but Sayaka was enjoying the view. She couldn't help but felt her soft smile that reassured candidness and a warm atmosphere into a predatory smile with furrowed eyebrows that was ready to pounce and slaughter their prey. A smile like that was made for various reasons; although most of them did include inappropriate and lewd thoughts about the woman.

But Sayaka was more interested to see if the instructor would break under her intense stare, to see if she could keep her professional in front of a controversial figure like the Taiyokage. A few were able to keep their cool while most had, at one point, lost their cool. Not that there was anything wrong with it.

It was just fun to watch was all.

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