He'd be lucky if he lived that long, to be honest. His father did, but Shisui wasn't too sure about himself. And perhaps with this is mind, he figured he'd enjoy all the tea and all the dango he could while he was still in good shape and quite alive. Plus, the tea probably made up for the dango-- oolong tea was pretty good in the weight department.
Tormenting her sensei was alright, in his opinion, as long as it was part of training. He believed he could take it, and the goal was to simulate a real life situation. He expected her to give it all she got.
He path hadn't necessarily been predictable, but he'd been darting around himself, and happened to have sensed her presence all around. And so, having worked out a little bit of statistics, Shisui narrowed down four possible stops. It was sheer luck that she paused right above where he was, though.
"Why the pause?" He quirked an eyebrow. "You sure you're ready?" Shisui blew gently against steam, helping it lift faster before he tilted the cup to his lips, all the while watching Sakura over the rim.
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Tormenting her sensei was alright, in his opinion, as long as it was part of training. He believed he could take it, and the goal was to simulate a real life situation. He expected her to give it all she got.
He path hadn't necessarily been predictable, but he'd been darting around himself, and happened to have sensed her presence all around. And so, having worked out a little bit of statistics, Shisui narrowed down four possible stops. It was sheer luck that she paused right above where he was, though.
"Why the pause?" He quirked an eyebrow. "You sure you're ready?" Shisui blew gently against steam, helping it lift faster before he tilted the cup to his lips, all the while watching Sakura over the rim.