As Senhime had come to expect from Mawari, the meeting was rather brief. All the better for maximizing the time she could get in with familiarizing herself with the squad from day one.
"Team Wildcard, huh? Ara ara~. Sounds like an interesting bunch." the horned kunoichi thought, looking over the list of names as the Hokage dismissed the three jounin. Grabbing the Shurakumo, Senhime gave a bow to the Hokage and her fellow jounin, having decided to make her exit first.
"Well, then, I'm going to go on ahead. Eichiro-san, Kaido-kun. Good luck with your teams~. Oh, and you too, Mawa~." she chimed, waving at the three before exiting the room. If any one of them had anything to say about how she addressed them, she certainly didn't stick around long enough to hear it, having made her way back out onto the streets of Konoha in short order.
"Ara ara~. Two Uchiha? I hope they can get along with the Nagasaki boy." Senhime muttered as she looked over the team roster once again. Hitori's apparent lack of talent in some of the finer points of the ninja arts would be a challenge to overcome, but Senhime was certain that she'd be able to bring the boy up to par. If it was an issue of chakra control, she was just about the best person for the job.
"Ara ara, I'm getting too excited. Maybe I should let Jo-sensei know before I go look for them?" Senhime pondered. The silver-haired chef would doubtless be nonplussed by the news, being unconnected with shinobi affairs, but perhaps it'd be a good way to share her feelings on leading a new squad. With that goal in mind, Senhime set off to the bizarrely convenient location of the Ryugamine Ramen.
The Ryugamine Ramen was arguably one of the most popular places to eat in Konoha. Good food, good atmosphere, and fairly reasonable prices if you weren't trying to get too fancy. As a pair of youngsters entered the establishment, the bespectacled gaze of the eatery's owner drifted over to them. From the looks of both of them, they appeared to be Uchiha. Not exactly a common sight in the Ryugamine establishment, but common enough here and around town that the chef knew one when he saw one? Brother and sister? As far as he was concerned, it didn't exactly matter. Simple miso ramen. Spicy beef ramen. Nodding his head, Ryugamine Josuke, better known by most as the "Ramen Guy", set about making their orders. The two occupied themselves with a fairly meaningless discussion about shogi, slowly transferring into some spiel about the etiquette of their clan's trademark weirdo eye nonsense.
Josuke scoffed at the intimation that
anybody in the Uchiha clan would know a good restaurant, much less a good bowl of ramen, even staring at one with their funky eye bullshit. The two's orders were prepared swiftly, and Josuke promptly set their bowls down in front of them, lingering for a moment to observe the two raven-haired greenhorns. Taking particular not of the girl's paired blades, Josuke gave a barely audible "Tch." before returning to his work, taking the orders of the next few customers.
"Oh, is that...?" Senhime mused, spying a young man pushing another boy along in a wheelchair. While she hadn't spoken to either of the young boys personally before, she could put together the name with the face of Nagasaki Hitori from the prior chunin exams. Especially since the boy seemed to scrape by bby the skin of his teeth.
"Excuse me, Nagasaki-kun?" she called approaching the chunin with an air of friendliness.
"You happen to be just the boy I'm looking for~. I'm Osuushi Senhime, and I'll be your new squad leader for the foreseeable future." she greeted, giving the boy a respectful bow.
"Come, come~. Let's have a bowl of ramen together. I'll even buy one for your brother too." she chimed, giving the wheelchair-bound boy a wave before heading into the Ryugamine.
"Jo-senseiiii~." Senhime cooed, slinking up to the counter and propping the Shurakumo up against it as she leaned over, her breasts squishing against the countertop in her unintentionally sultry position. The sharp silver eyes of the ramen chef darted over to the horned kunoichi and he shook his head.
"I distinctly remember telling you not to call me 'Sensei'. I don't wanna give these people the wrong idea. And get those things off the counter before some weirdo tries to use it as their personal sniffing post." Josuke growled, prompting Senhime to stand up a little more straight.
"Ara ara~. Aggressive as always, I see. Anyway, I was going to come in just to tell you I've been appointed as a squad leader, but I saw one of my subordinates on the way and figured I'd grab a bowl of ramen with them." Senhime explained, earning a curt nod from the gruff chef. There were precious few people that interacted with the Ryugamine Ramen's owner in such a casual way, and the number could be counted on one hand. Unintimidated by the former samurai's perpetual glare, Senhime casually ordered herself a tonkotsu ramen with some extra eggs.
"I should probably make this quick. I've still got to find the other two, after all. It looks like I've been saddled with a pair of Uchiha to boot." she mentions. At the sound of this information, Josuke's eyes once again drift over to the pair that had entered earlier, although he doesn't deign to say anything about it before tightening the long hachimaki tied around his head and working on the new orders.