[ A boar... Minato will be effectively stuck indoors as well until the boar goes away, so after a pause, he swings his legs over the edge of the bed and walks to the door. There are no windows inside, nor a peephole to see out of, so he opens the door— quickly closes it before a tusk can impale his stomach. ]
...It's still there. Are you carrying food?
[ Or what did you do to anger it, he can't imagine. ]
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...It's still there. Are you carrying food?
[ Or what did you do to anger it, he can't imagine. ]