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Requiem of Destruction (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

Amaya waited until he left the room before she rested her head against the wall, letting out a shaky sigh.

Nana had recovered nicely, and was up and walking once again, only limping slightly when it stormed. She had thanked the ogre who had saved her and returned to the nearest village, getting by on honest, hardworking jobs.

((Time for the plan~~))
 
((*ditches Sasuke and Ama for now*))

Motochika stayed in his mountain, content with being by himself, but he did miss Nana a great deal. He sighed softly, crafting a new hunting spear to catch more sharks for the fishermen.
 
Nana had been away from Motochika about a week before she had saved up enough money for the supplies she needed. After purchasing the last few items she would need, she packed her things and headed off back into the woods and toward the mountain Motochika called his home. It took her most of the day, so it was late afternoon by the time she arrived, pulling the small cart full of things she'd need to live in the woods with Motochika. "Motochika! I'm back!" She called, giving him a wave as she unloaded her things.
 
Nana smiled up at him, giving a nod. "Thanks, Motochika." She turned around to uncover the cart and showed the supplies. "I got the barrels of salt and oil, and I managed to get some more rope, just enough for a fishing net." She said, moving her things aside.
 
He took the barrels and stacked them neatly with the rest of his food supplies, smiling widely, "Thank you, this will do nicely. It will make a fine net!"
 
((Ok so how are we gonna do this~ _:)3 」∠)_ ))

Nana nodded. "Sorry I was gone so long, prices have gone up quite a bit as of late, so I had to work more jobs."
 
Nana smiled back up at him, it was wide an genuine. "Of course, you saved my life, Motochika. It's the least I could've done."
 
Motochika smiled more, enjoying her company. She had been so unbelievably nice to him, that he sometimes caught himself thinking that it was all just pretend. He quickly dismissed these thoughts, however; Nana was such a caring and compassionate woman, he would do anything for her if she so much as asked. He would even go so far as to say he was in love.
 
Nana helped out with the jobs Motochika was too large to do, helping out and doing her fair share of work. Sometimes she would catch herself staring, her face flush red, but she would quietly scold herself and get back to work.
 
"Do you have a preference for dinner? I caught some squid and more sharks...I got a swordfish as well, he'll be good eats...!" He grinned.
 
Nana nodded and smiled. "Swordfish sounds great." She said, cutting up some vegetables. "Would you like some..? I thought about it for a while, but these vegetables are a little small for you to eat, huh?"
 
"Mm, got it." Nana nodded, continuing to cut up the veggies for Motochika so he could put them in the dinner.
 
Nana worked in silence alongside Motochika, placing vegetables as he made room for them, a soft smile on her face the whole time she worked.
 
Nana enjoyed her conversation with Motochika, eating her food when it was ready, also sharing stories of her own. She laughed and smiled as the fire slowly died, and soon she was asleep herself, exhausted from the days hard work.
 
Nana woke early in the morning to the sound of Motochika still snoring. Sitting up and stretching, she rubbed her neck for a moment before carefully crawling out of the massive pile of furs. She needed to wash both herself and her clothes, and had seen a river about a mile away from the mountain on her hike there, so she gathered a few things, and started off.
 
Nana started with washing her clothes first, giving each garnment a good scrubbing before hanging them up in a nearby tree to dry while she bathed in the cold water. She shivered as she scrubbed herself, wetting her hair and running her fingers through to get rid of the knots.
 
Nana paused, looking over her shoulder and covering her breasts with her arm. Something didn't feel right, she could feel eyes on her, and the forest was quiet around her. She stood quietly in the water, waiting to see if whomever - or whatever - it was would show themselves.
 
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