The air in the bar crackled with an electric intensity, and the distinct sound of potent lightning filled the space. To those unfamiliar, it was merely a cacophonous discharge, but to one well-versed in the art of lightning manipulation, it was a language of its own. Indira, a seasoned jonin of the Hidden Cloud Village, sat at the bar, savoring the warmth of hot sake and pan-fried dumplings drizzled with eel sauce. This cozy establishment was his preferred haunt, a sanctuary within the bustling village.
His focus was locked on the screen, where his little sister, Satoru, displayed skills akin to those of a seasoned chunin while confronting the enigmatic Masked Woman from the Shadow Realm. As an experienced shinobi who had both fought alongside and against Saburo, the current Raikage, Indira could appreciate the gravity of the decisions being made. He hoped to have a word with the Raikage later, after he met with the man who had played a significant role in honing his skills.
Amidst the sizzling of lightning, the undeniable sign of his former mentor's presence, the bar's ambiance shifted dramatically. Patrons hastily abandoned their meals and drinks, eager to meet the exalted former Raikage, Kyaro. The beleaguered bartenders and servers struggled to ensure that all patrons settled their tabs, but they proved powerless against the stampede of people.
Indira found himself involuntarily swept along by the exiting crowd, navigating his way to the heart of the commotion. As the bar emptied around him, he welcomed his sensei, Kyaro, with a warm grin. He then turned his attention to his long-time partner, Ashi, and couldn't resist a teasing comment. "So, Ashi, couldn't manage to rewire his brain, huh?" He punctuated the statement with a chuckle.