Ume arrived shortly after Hiro did, yawning and stretching. She was still sore from Tsubaki's..... attentions last night, and wore her sarashi looser than usual. Instead of the usual various deadly implements she carried, Ume had a slew of blunted kunai and shuriken, as well as carrying a wooden shinai at her hip. She hummed a faint tune as she walked, not really paying too much mind to her surroundings. Training with Iku seemed like it would be good, she knew that at least Iku was somewhat competent, if only at ranged warfare and scouting. The girl needed to learn more close-combat techniques. Ume, on the other hand, knew of a Shinmei Ryu technique that would defeat any attempt at trying to wrestle the user.<br/><br/>So much, was she not paying attention, that Ume failed to notice Hiro was there. And nearly bumped into him. She groaned and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Right, team training. I should have figured something was up when Iku invited us all out here. Is there a reason I shouldn't just go home and train in private?"