It was true. Aiko had an issue with following instructions. She had to be the one to question every little detail behind them, the motive, the meaning, everything. This trait wasn't necessarily a bad thing all the time, asking questions showed interest and could be productive, but in the heat of the moments sometimes too many questions were asked. Aiko examined the ticket, elation rising within her. It would be her first trip to the hot springs, she had been told it was one of the most relaxing things Heaven and Earth had to offer, aside from the pungent smell that was present.
Tessenjutsu. The art of the war fan. An interesting concept, one that Aiko was excited to learn, providing she didn't bombard her sensei with ridiculous questions. She and Yohitsune would build a bond and together they would show great prowess in battle, but for now the iron fan would be used as nothing more than a cooling device and pretty paperweight.
Aiko took herself a cup of Ria's freshly brewed tea and took a hesitant sip. At first taste, it had a strange tinge to it but as soon as her taste buds became accustomed to the odd flavour, Aiko found herself almost gagging as the liquid sloshed down her throat. The redhead watched her sensei walk with a tray full of the foul liquid up to the Hokage, Sharaiya and Kota and felt the sudden urge to warn them of the imminent danger that Ria unknowingly presented. She snuck up behind the female Uchiha and attempted to catch the others' attention by throwing around violent and frantic hand gestures, imitating decapitation with her hands and referencing the tea. Hopefully that would save them.