It was a normal day at Hebijo, strict training by Suzune-sensei which could be a nightmare for anyone not in the elite class, one of those young shinobi sat under a tree, brush in hand as Basho was calmly making brush strokes against the paper, her soft purple eyes looking on the paper as it didn't quite feel right

Basho: "No this don't feel quite right...... Mhgh, i need some new inspiration to get some new material... i wish my Muse was here..... maybe i should go visit him?"

Basho spoke softly before her eyes noticed said Muse which made the busty shinobi's eyes widen as she moved toward him a bit to hurried so when Basho reached him the sweet girl was knelt over making her huge breasts sway and bounce as Basho stood up, her long green hair got pushed back a bit as Basho adorably put her brush behind her ear

Basho: "My Muse, eh, sorry i can't help but to refer to you like that, it's just....... you have this mysterious aura about you that always charms me and just makes my head full of inspiration. Sorry again"

The Hebijo shinobi gave a bashful smile which really just made the earnest and curvy poet seem so huggable and sweet