"I could show you more of the city, and we could have lunch at one of the new places that's opened up recently? Unfortunately lunch isn't exceptionally far off by now..."

"Sounds good to me."

And onwards through a decent chunk of the city! Hashirama points out places to visit that they don't have time for today, like community theaters and art galleries. 

It's all very interesting. Raafi is particularly interested in seeing a play; it seems likely that their theater tradition will be different from what he's used to.

Definitely! (If Raafi wants to have a local guide, well, he knows where to find Hashirama, and Hashirama's usually freed up again by the evening.)

That sounds great, he'll stop by after lunch and see what they're doing this week.

Alright!

And on towards lunch, speaking of - Hashirama finds somewhere with a good view of its part of the city, that's lively but not too loud, with relatively new-to-town proprietors he can happily bounce at and ask how they're settling in to the Leaf. It's Fire-Lightning fusion cuisine, apparently, Fire being this nation and Lightning being to its northeast.

Raafi likes people-watching, and has lots of questions about this fashion or that mannerism, and takes out his own foreign utensils when the food comes, explaining that chopsticks are new to him and he hasn't figured them out yet. He takes a turn at feeding the baby, too - he's competent enough at it, though not very practiced. 

(This restaurant has some bread-based foods that can be eaten with fingers, too, though foreign utensils are reasonable.)

Baby is fully capable of turning everything into a mess no matter how competent her feeder!

Hashirama seems to be having fun, at least. 

As long as a reasonable amount of food gets into the baby herself, he's not too bothered; he can clean up at the end with a simple spell. (The whole process involves rather a lot of smiling at Hashirama.)

"That's a very useful spell!" he says of cleaning the baby. "I'm stuck trying to give her baths."

"Mmhmm," he grins, and boops her nose. "Your magic might be more impressive overall, but we've got a few things going for us."

Baby wrinkles her nose and tries to grab his finger.

Hashirama laughs. "You guys definitely do!"

He giggles. "Glad to be of service."

Bright grin.

Eventually lunch will finish, though, and it'll be time for Hashirama to return the baby and put all three of his selves to work.

He wishes Raafi a good visit about town, and says to feel free to come by the Hokage Tower or Hashirama's house anytime. (Though he does reiterate the times when he's most free.)

And Raafi goes about his day - the afternoon's task is to track down someone who makes ink to ask about having custom batches made. 

Custom batches can run to be pricey, depending on what the custom batch is. There's some stuff they have the recipes for, that they just make on demand because demand's too low for standard production, for instance, that isn't significantly more expensive than normal ink, but if he wants something really finicky or rare prices will go up.

He has every expectation that this will be incredibly expensive; it would be at home, after all, and here they may need to reinvent some of the things Ertan is looking for - ink that changes color when written over with other ink, for example.

Depending on what you mean by changing color and the exact mixes - shinobi have invisible inks they use sometimes, and there's fancy art inks that do blending like that.

He's pretty sure what he needs is inks that do some kind of chemical reaction; red and blue to make pink, rather than purple, for example. He has a list, arranged by priority, and enough money to get started on it.

Yeah, that sounds like an investment. Still, they'll gladly take said investment. Does he know anything of the underlying chemistry?

He knows a few pieces of trivia, but nothing very useful. Ertan might know more, though, particularly if they can write up a list of questions for him.

They set to doing that, then.

He wanders through the market a bit more and comes back to pick it up before dinner.

It's available, and quite thorough.