[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

The task was simple enough and Nobuo nodded before heading off. It was definitely a drastic change in pace compared to what he had experienced earlier and he felt part of his anxiety ease off. Outside, in the forest was far more soothing than it was in the temple, where he usually expected someone to pop out from a corner to see what he was up to. Soon, he approached a tree with red fruits hanging off of it and he reached up, feeling the the fruit before giving it a swift tug to pull it off of the branch it had been growing off of. A wave of reality washed over him, making him realize even more about how sheltered he had been. He had grown up alone, save the tutors, the elders, and the servants. Aside from that, he was feeling a tad adventurous and sunk his teeth into the firm, juicy fruit. He was sure it wasn't poisonous...at least for a minute. It tasted good though, but he quickly spit it out just in case.

He continued on with the others that he could find, but instead had stretched out his robe sleeve to help him carry whatever things looked like fruits. Nobuo, afterwards, was astonished by just how many he had found. Then it came as no surprise to him how people outside the temple were able to survive well off of the land. Whoever had chosen the spot to build the village had obviously chosen well.

A few minutes later, he sat down next to Ken'ichi and tilted his sleeve, allowing the fruit to roll off onto the ground. He grabbed a fruit and looked up at Ken'ichi, "Alright, so this is not poisonous?" It was almost like a blueberry, but appeared to be larger and had more of a waxy, purplish skin.