Looking for a tutor

Kiyoshi had decided to take a small leave of absence from his village, as he had nothing to do and did not look forward to meeting his new sensei. On a quest to see the world from every perspective possible, he went on a hunt for a shinobi that could show him a new way of fighting and living. The hunt would begin on a road tracing its way to the cloud village. Kiyoshi wore his usual outfit-a fish net shirt, his favorite over shirt, and a pair of baggy pants- but wore no shoes. It was this week that he decided to go barefoot and feel the ground through his feet. It felt nice to walk on the soft soil of the mountain road, and he strode up the path cheerfully. It was easy to adjust to the altitude without getting winded, as he had a layer of wind chakra constantly around his lungs to help them work properly without exerting themselves too much. Kiyoshi also carried a messenger bag that was strapped to his left shoulder, going diagonally down his chest and resting on his right hip. The bag was a plain canvas bag, filled with clothes and books.

As Kiyoshi walked along the path, he was startled to find that there was a black bag lying down in the road. He discovered it by stepping on the bag and recognizing it as something other than soil. Picking it up, he noticed that it was a black bag. It held the kumogakure symbol in purple, and quite a few buttons on the strap including one that looked to be the design of a marionette. As he picked it up he noticed that it felt empty. Reaching into the bag, he felt his arm go in but there was no bottom. It got to the point there the bag was up to his shoulder before he took his hand out. Amazed, he looked inside. Nothing but darkness could be seen. Reaching in again, he cut his hand on something. Yelping, he pulled the something out and nearly dropped it out of surprise. It was a full-length claymore. He picked up the blade, requiring two hands to wield it, and smiled. The bag was just too interesting to leave lying around, he would return it to its user one day if they noticed it and claimed it as their own. Placing the claymore back in the bag, he removed all of his things from his own bag and place them in the black bag. Pulling out a sheet of paper and pen from his pocket, he wrote a note on his old bag and attached it to the bag where it usually clipped down. The note said something simple.

Dear new owner.
This is the start of the anonymous travel exchange. If you take this bag you must leave something else that is useful to you here with a note explaining the process to the next owner of an object. I do hope you love what you get through this exchange, please don't be greedy. Keep it going!

Sincerely,
Previous Owner

With that, he continued down the path.

Kiyoshi decided better of going toward Kumogakure, as he had something he wanted to check out with the people of Konohagakure. For the majority of his life he wore colored contacts to hide his abnormally lavender eyes, as they didn't match his parents' eyes at all. For a good part of his life he also believed that he was his parent's own, but they couldn't hide things from him forever. During his time at the festival, he had seen a few Hyuuga with matching colored eyes, and he needed answers. Now was as good a time as any to get them.

Kiyoshi turned down a fork in the road and began to travel toward Konoha. Utilizing the wind-chakra technique that he had learned from Morboroki-kun, he sped himself up without winding himself at all. He would arrive at the gates the next morning, having exhausted all of his chakra.

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