Mikado roamed the streets in utter, untamed boredom. The young boy wore the typical of his casual clothing. He easily noticed the figures of informants roaming the rooftops and hiding themselves well in the midst of the busy crowd of Konoha in the middle day. The short haired male stopped in front of a small coffee shop and glanced into the window, trying to gauge how many people were there, as if he was trying to see if it was worthy of testing his taste buds, which were tainted by the cold breeze of Autumn.
"It's quite boring today.."
"It's quite boring today.."