Tch, what the hell is that supposed to mean?

Penguin Village? Seriously, what kind of name was that?! Hifumi had a questioning look on his face as he looked at the Sign that said Penguin Village ahead, and listed it’s small population. The place was smaller than Ginger Town. Well as long as he could find a place to stay and had some way to take a bath he’d be fine. His feet trudged down the dirt road on the way to the village. He walked past a small farm house with a picket fence. What the hell it was like he went back in time 70 years!

He saw an old man sitting on a rocking chair with a pipe in his mouth with his hat shading his eyes as he napped. A glass of unfinished lemonade sitting on the small table beside him. And a little old lady in a sun hat workin on a garden. Then she looked up and smiled at him. “Why hello there dearie,” the old woman said, her glasses glinting from the sun.

Hifumi rubbed the side of his neck, “Um…hi,” Hifumi wasn’t used to such kindness from a random stranger. “She looked to see the dirt and mud that caked Hifumi’s lower pant legs. “Oh, my, did you walk all the way here,” The old woman asked him in a worried tone. “Yeah, the last city I was in before here was West City, I was just wondering if the Village have a hotel or anything, Also a place to wash my Clothes,” Hifumi asked the elderly woman.

“Ehh nope we dun’ have anything that fancy to my knowledge but we do have a bed and breakfast, that has a washing and drying machine, It’s about 5 miles down the road it’s actually in the village” The old man who was on the porch was now awake, apparently roused from his slumber, he spoke with a thick accent that was hard too place. Hifumi smiled at that, it was better than camping out for another night. The old man then got up “Let me get my truck I’ll take you there,” the Old man said. “Nah’ you really don’t have to do that,” Hifumi said in the most polite way he could. But the old man was already ignoring him walking to the side of the farmhouse.

“Don’t argue with him dearie it’s faster this way, plus you look like you could use a rest,” the old woman said calmly. Hifumi sighed before relenting, he wasn’t gonna argue against some free transportation. Then he heard a loud engine roar to life. An old truck chugged it’s way right next to Hifumi. “Welp, get in son,” the old farmer said. Hifumi Obliged easily by opening the old truck's door. Sitting in the passenger's seat. Hifumi then buckled his seatbelt. The old man nodded, “I’ll be back in a couple of hours, had some things to do in the village anyways,” the old man said to his wife. The old woman simply nodded and waved him off before getting back to her gardening.

The old man pressed on the gas pedal and started driving down the dirt road. It was a little bumpy but not too bad all things considered. “So son, what’s a kid like you doing all the way out in the middle of nowhere,” the old man asked while keeping his eyes on the road. “Oh, just trying to raise some awareness for my hometowns Dojo, it’s about to go out of business, I owe a lot to the old geezer who runs the place,” Hifumi said bluntly.

The farmer looked at him through his rearview mirror, “Is that so, just be careful son the world is a dangerous place, ain’t all flowers especially when your nowhere near civilization,” the old man said, giving Hifumi some advice. Hifumi just said “Alright,” before looking out the passenger seat window. They drove in silence for the rest of the way, which Hifumi appreciated. As they got into the village it was already night time the stars twinkling in the sky much brighter than they would in a city. Then the truck suddenly jolted to a stop, Hifumi roused out of the half asleep state he was in. “Here, ya’ are son, just remember what I said earlier and be careful,” the farmer said. Hifumi unbuckled his seatbelt getting out of the truck. Then gently closing the door to the old truck. “Yeah, yeah,” Hifumi nonchalantly said. “Thanks,” Hifumi said to the old man before waving him goodbye.

The old farmer smiled before driving off to do who knows what. Then Hifumi saw a tall sign that said bed and breakfast. And a Diner, Hifumi’s stomach growled, food first then sleep. He walked into the diner, the electric open sign that sat in the window buzzing loudly and a little bell jingling as he opened the door. He then sat at one of the stools at the counter.

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