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Walking from the Hokage Tower, his face was lit up with happiness. Finishing his first mission, he was off to complete his next. It was only about eleven in the morning at the time, so he had the rest of the day to complete this mission before he went home to sleep, or maybe spend his hard earned cash on a delicious dinner. Yeah, that sounded just right. Nodding to the guards, they smiled at him. "Busy today, huh?" He smirked at the guard. "Yeah, gotta get that bread!" He laughed, leaving the gates, as well as grabbing the package from the guard that was needed to be delivered to the Tea Country.

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Delivery to Tea!
Rank: C
Life Cycle: Once per PC!
Description: A wealthy family that resides in the Tea Country recently passed through, near Konohagakure. In a small town nearby, they left a few of their belongings. The village has packed their things, and asks that it be delivered by way of shinobi. The possessions include only simple things, from changes of clothing to jewelry. A in the Tea Country, by the border, is prepared to receive the package and take it from there.
Objectives: Deliver the package to a town on the Tea Country's border.
Rewards: 50 EXP / 1,000 Ryo

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As he walked, he realized he was still clothed in the same thing he slept in. He forgot to change when he reported back on his last mission! Fudge, now he felt like a dirt bag, but then again there was no one to impress around here. At least he hoped not, he wouldn't want a group of hot chicks walking by randomly - I mean, Asato was still beautiful, it's just, he wasn't clothed for the occasion. It had it's ups and downs though, since it was so hot, he's rather lucky all he had on to wear was a tank-top and a pair of shorts, one thing he didn't forget was his Chokuto. Something he never left at his house, no matter where he went.

Walking, and walking, he felt like he was lost. But for some reason, there were signs that said "--> Tea Country", and he followed them. Not even doubting if they were fake, he just didn't care. The people that made those signs shouldn't be too intelligent to begin with, so he walked and walked following those signs. He didn't want to run, just in case he stepped on something and like, ended up in a tree, stuck, and in danger. So, each step he took was cautious, just looking straight ahead of him.

"What the?" Putting his hand to his forehead to give him a better view without the sun bothering his eyes, he saw a group of three to four people waiting there, uh oh - something was about to go down.

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Walking towards the group of men, his hand resting on his Chokuto ready for action, whilst his sky blue orbs watched anxiously to see what they'd do. Approaching them with caution, he was ten meters away from all three of them before they asked him what was in the bag. Sticking his tongue out at the men, one of them let his anger get the best of him and carelessly ran towards him. "Tsk, tsk tsk." His visage remained emotionless, as his hand shot forward, Chokuto in hand - attempting to slash the man in twine. Seconds later, his body was lying on the ground cut in two - whilst Asato now had blood on his face, and shirt. "Fuck, I just washed this." How cliche of him to say.

The others rushed in, kunai's in hand, while the young Genin stood still letting his instincts guide him. As fast as they came, just as quickly they fell. His actions flowed perfectly together, blocking, then attacking, it all felt like he was playing a instrument. His blade, was his instrument in a way. It'd help him play a song called "Kill whoever fucks with you.". Eventually, the battle was over, and the two rogues were on the ground, sliced into pieces of their former selves. A letter was on the ground, bending over, unfolding it - he read the small letters on the paper.

"If you find this, it means you passed the first 'level'. There's more to come little one, have fun!" He was part of a sadistic game, or so he thought. They probably just wanted the bag of the valuable items, at one point he was contemplating if he should just go home, sell the items and pretend he got robbed. But, he shrugged that idea off and continued ahead. One step closer to the border!

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"Why can't these missions be easy? I'm just trying to return something, I thought you get good karma for doing good things. What the tits is wrong with this world." Truth is, he believed in karma, but for some reason it was fucking him over. Who knows, maybe he'd get an easier job or a better reward after this? Still walking, with the bag hanging over his shoulder, getting held with one hand, whilst the other held the beautifully crafted Chokuto, that was now blood stained.

Walking around, all carefree and like, he was still paying attention to his surroundings. I mean, it was level 2, scary shit happens on level 2. Or at least, shit gets harder. Not too hard, but harder. He didn't mind though, at least it beat having to walk this long path without doing anything to consume the time. Up ahead, he noticed two distant figures. Wasn't this level 2? Why were there only two?

As he approached them, he was barraged by about six kunai, dodging them by evasively running to the sides, causing all six to miss he started his counter attack. One armed Asato to the rescue, he'd exchange sword strikes, and kicks until finally - one beautifully sown together move landed on his opponent. But, there wasn't time to enjoy his opponent getting stabbed in the head, while another one was attempting to kill him. This one, instead of killing, got knocked out with blunt force from the hilt of the Chokuto. "Fuck man, these rogues are getting tough. Guess next is the final level." Assuming so, he tied the bag to his back, and got ready - moving forward for the final fight.

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Bag tied tight, Chokuto grasped tightly in his hand, he was ready for battle. He wasn't going to lose, and get the items stolen, nu uh. He got this far, one more punk to beat down shouldn't be too much trouble. I mean, there a bunch of low life punks, but this one was going to be trouble. Walking straight, there was a big wall made out of rock, with a huge shadow. It growled at him, kinda shaking the young genin up, I mean he was still afraid of things. But that didn't stop him, he was going to pass through this obstacle without any trouble - hopefully anyway.

The closer he got, the bigger the shadow got, but when he arrived upon the destination he broke out in laughter, whilst pointing at the boy. "Oh-oh-oh my god! That's what's waiting for me? You're like five? Or just really fucking short." It was a freakin' kid, boy, man whatever, but he was like three inches tall. He was really behind all this? He ran at Asato and he merely kicked him off, coming back he bit him in his leg. "You fucking brat." Grabbing him by his hair, he let go of him, and punted him causing him to go flying into the wall.

"I'm almost there." He smiled, climbing up the wall, he saw the border in the distance, a five minute sprint away. Finally, and he saw A standing there awaiting the package.

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Arriving at the destination, he stopped trying to catch his breath before he greeted the man. Giving him a handshake, he smiled. "Here you go. Make sure they don't leave their stuff again, 'cause I don't think I'll be doing this again." He nodded, accepting the bag. "Thank you so much. Now, report back to your village alright? Get home safe now." Nodding, he turned and they both departed in their own ways. Mission number two, SUCCESSFUL. Haha, at least it wasn't too bad. He experienced things he hadn't before, which was kinda cool, in a way.

Shunshin' into the distance, he carried off the momentum and began to sprint home. He didn't wanna be late for dinner, he was a hungry fucker as it was. Man, his mom was going to be mad at him for the bloodied up shirt, how was he going to explain this.

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