Hokage's Legacy [Mission]

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☆ Name: Hokage’s Legacy
Rank: C-Rank
Repeatable: Once per PC
Description: With a new Hokage taking Office, words of both his ambitions and promise are expected to ease the populace. However how do such words of support arrive at the masses without a catalysis? Today you will act as that medium; stepping out of your own glare of publicity to help further promote not only the aspirations of you leader, but the ‘Will of Fire’ in which he models his beliefs after in such a profound context. Konohagakure if expecting much from their Fire Shadow, however he’s counting on you to help spread the peace by sharing his words of encouragement.
Reward: 1000 ryo, 50 exp.

A lone ginger haired figure with hands buried deep in his pockets strapped with a gourd attached to his back along with other shinobi equipment, trekked his way through the shoddier side of Konoha’s settlement. A place where inevitably the village drunks stumbled through, prostitution happened but didn’t happen if you know what I mean, and the less privileged ended up claiming throne to the shacks that for the normal would be considered storage space, but to them it was thought of as home. Why was the 6’2” male journeying in the middle of such a place, well because surprisingly it was his site of origin of course, but one would not be able to decipher that from the garbs that dressed his entire being. However the outside spectator could only imagine, but really have no clue as to how the boy could afford such things that walked on the finer side of life.

’I hope auntie and uncle will be ok till I return. Fuck! …Eh what am I saying? …I know they’ll be ok.

With each passing step the surrounding structures architecture conditions got better and the road he walked got cleaner, but before the male could make his exit from one district to the next, a couple of boys ran up to greet the one the world would know as Zantetsuken Kanayama-hiko who would stop in his very tracks in order to converse with the little ones.

”Hiko! Hey Hiko! Where ya off to? More ninja cool stuff? …Errr more cool ninja stuff?” The excited tone that echoed came from that of a child, a dark haired boy whose clothing was rough around the edges, but despite his circumstances he held a good heart.

”So you off to whoop some ass! Is what Goro really meant.” The next boy with the bad mouth was a wild golden headed lad who had shared a similar tattered image as his dark haired counterpart. He had made a tightly clinched fist that was raised around the level of his façade after his sharp comment.

The Zantetsuken grinned at the pairs enthusiasm as his yellow orbs momentarily turned into thin smiling slits before expanding and shining like the sun, ”I guess you can say that, going to go pick up a mission. So did you guys get signed up for the academy? I made a strong case to each of your parents and hopefully they followed through.”

Goro would snap with a response first shaking his head eagerly up and down, and prior to speaking he seized a heroic pose. As his chest proudly pushed out and his fists were planted firmly on his hips, ”Yup they did! And you’re looking at the next Hokage.”

Tsuyoshi would follow Goro’s statement with a claim of his own, ”Me too, but I’m going to be stronger than the Hokage!” He immediately shot a challenging glare at Goro, which the onyx haired child responded to promptly, ”No! No one is stronger than the Hokage!” Tsuyoshi violently retorted in reaction, ”Yes huh!” Hiko only knew theoretically that situations like this could only get worse up until the point fists would begin to fly, so naturally he would step in to calm the boys. Not to mention he was in bit of a hurry to undertake his first mission.


”Whoa, whoa, whoa! You two both are going to be strong, I know it.” With that Hiko rubbed both boys on top of their heads roughly like a playful big brother, precedent to saying his goodbyes and continuing along his way to the Hokage’s residence where he would then proceed in the mission selection process.

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As the genin turned about the bend of a building. Lips took form and a long drawn out whistle followed as he continued to march towards his anticipated destination. It had suddenly peaked and over the span of it's life would slowly diminish into silence. So why did the iron sand demon release the whistle that usually signaled something impressive, be it an act or structure? Because when his lemon hue optics initially laid sight upon prominence. To be more specific the place where the foundation of the village roosted, the fire shadow. He had no other choice but to respect a marvel when he had seen one, which was none other than the Hokage's residence to be exact. 

'So is this where the tax dollars go?' The witty internal wisecrack brought a brief smile across the cynical nin's mug. Ahead of taking his first step inside the guts, Hiko remained outside the entrance for a short lived moment. As to properly admire the composition in full detail, so he broke his neck to scan every inch of the make-up, 'Damn   ...I could get use to a place like this   ...And I definitely didn't think it would resemble something like this?'

Surely those that were walking around him, shinobi and citizen alike who saw this place as a common sight now had found the adolescent's interest refreshing. They had lightly eyed the curious teen strangely before continuing on with their everyday life. When Hiko was satisfied with the drinkability of the viewing, the reddish brown haired youth had casually entered. 

It was immediately noted that the place was a full plate within the walls. As individuals were actively moving about, and on one side you had your citizens who were filling for new jobs to be completed, then on your other side you had the dutiful shinobi that were ready to complete them.

Looking about the nin had no clue how the process worked. That is till he separated the denizens from the shinobi, and was able to spot the mission board. Pretty soon the gourd carrying entity found his self face-to-face with his duties, now which mission would it be is the question?

Restless eyes moved from one assignment to the next. Happening at about the same time, a mental conversation ensued paired with a thoughtful facial expression. 'Hmph? What would be appropriate? Wha-' His inner ramblings were interrupted as the flash memory of Goro and his dreams of being a Hokage would in the end influence his outcome.

 

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So now that his mission was set, he needed to fully study his assignment in order to fully grasp the way of how to complete his objective. His eyes begin to chew through the context of the mission description, next would come a plan.

With a new Hokage taking Office, words of both his ambitions and promise are expected to ease the populace. However how do such words of support arrive at the masses without a catalysis? Today you will act as that medium; stepping out of your own glare of publicity to help further promote not only the aspirations of you leader, but the ‘Will of Fire’ in which he models his beliefs after in such a profound context. Konohagakure if expecting much from their Fire Shadow, however he’s counting on you to help spread the peace by sharing his words of encouragement.

’This seems simple and easy, but actually this is tougher than I had predicted now that I think about it. How do I vouch for a man I truly don’t know is the real question? I know nothing of his deeds, his life just the stories that I have heard. Not to mention in order to be Hokage one must be a powerful individual not just in body, but more importantly in mind.’ The nin did all this thinking before he even set one foot out of the residency. Rolling up the mission parchment, a huff of air escaped his lungs signaling a bit of confused frustration. The genin ensuing his skeptical outlook would set foot out upon the beautiful day that Konoha birthed on many occasions.

As he trekked he knew that the best place to perform such an act would be the market place. Yet how would he garner the attention of a buyer who was busy on getting the cheapest prices or a seller who was trying to maximize profits or even the window shopper.

…..Moments later

The dark clothed body made it to his endpoint, the market. Where vendors had seemed to be were set up everywhere and shops doors were open with welcoming arms. Looking about he needed a high perch where he could easily project his voice to the masses that were willing to listen. In the midst of the market place was a fountain with an outer edge that could serve as a perfect station for his efforts. Once he was situated atop the surface, a few eyes already began to look his way, chiefly because of the way he dressed and the large gourd that rested on his back, additionally his equipment was a dead giveaway of his affiliation with the world of shadows.

”People of Konoha!....”

Bodies continued to move about not heeding the teen's words, but tardily more looked up to see what was happening, No matter Hiko had to continue, ”People of Konoha! Soon more stopped and though he only had a handful, the genin would begin…..

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Hiko didn’t realize how much of an idiot he was being with his patriotic outburst until after. Yes. He was captain hindsight, ’Eh? That was a little cheesy…’ As looked upon the moderately mass of people, half his lips would curl at the thought preceding his continuance, ’Remember you’re an extension of our Hokage, so don’t act like ONE! Be one!’ Afterwards immediately following the though the young nin brought a clinched fist to his mouth clearing his throat. Subsequent to his recent action a voice of someone spoke out from the crowd, ”So what the hell is it boy?”

That’s when Hiko decided to dive in, ”Today I am speaking on behalf of our Hokage. I, Zantetsuken Kanayama-hiko a genin of the village am going to be a vessel of his will of the very man we all revere and hold in high regards. I am going to be honest with you frankly. Never have I met this man or held a conversation with him once. Never have I saw him. Yet-“

A random lone woman in the crowd rudely interrupted the boy cutting off his speech, ”You have never met this man? Yet you hold him in high regards? How are we supposed to know your words aren’t some words from a dog of the military?” More began to stop, also some snickered at the ladies comment as it seemed now Hiko was being picked on.

’Fuck! No one said this was going to be easy.’ The genin reaffirmed in his mind. He still held his poise and savvy like a veteran quarterback being blitzed on seven step drop back, ”You ask yourselves why do I hold a man that I never met in high regards? No, it’s not just based on the fact he is our Kage, but more so on the ‘Will of the Fire’ You the people of Konoha do still believe that this will exists? If you don’t then ask yourselves, why do you get up every morning? What drives you? A selfish fool will say ryo, a selfish fool would say power, a selfish fool would say war, and a selfish fool would say me or I. The one’s living that path will only fuel a drive to self-destruction……

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"....Those who decide to thrive on self-centeredness will only thrive for so long. Only to go on living like that to me is just a shell of an existence. However the will of fire keeps us strong and gives us substance. Just like I did, just like the Hokage did, just like any other leaf shinobi   ...we have made a pact when accepting our villages headband, that we will love, believe, cherish, and fight for the sake of all of Konoha and it's people   ...just like our past generations   ...our ancestors. For this I can wholeheartedly put faith in a man I have yet to meet. How is trust ever to be earned if not given? How is our Hokage supposed to be strong for you? If you give him no faith?" The constituents that were composed of his listeners would wonder if the mere teen understood his own concepts and the gravity in with which he spoke. Hiko though was well aware of the delicacy of this minor scenario and the major implications this had on the Hokage's legacy.

After pausing briefly, the Zantetsuken would begin, but his next declaration would be of short duration, "So I ask. What is 'King' to you? Meaning what do you fight to protect?   ...are you willing to accept our new Hokage who wishes to carry on the will of fire as did the Hokage's of past generations? I am...."

A man was fitted to yell another outburst, but the ginger just simply stepped down from the higher ground. Many faces stared upon him. His yellow colored eyes could only glare back, for Hiko it was very intimidating. He didn't know what to expect or what to do really. Except there is one thing he noticed. The skeptical faces that mocked him in the beginning, were now seen as thoughtful looks. 

So now what?

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The attentive cast that was reflecting back at him from the crowd of citizens soon would shift, and life was to resume where it had left off. As the bodies moved around him and this person with that way, and another went this way. An elderly gray haired male approached the genin, looked him over as if he could measure the youth’s inner strength and grinned before leaving the teen with some parting words of encouragement, ”It’s refreshing to know shinobi like you still exist in such chaotic times. Also know this …the world of the ninja is a dark place, it can warp you for the worse or strengthen you for the best, but in the end remember that, that choice is ultimately yours. And if you didn’t reach them all, know at least you may have reached one person.” The old man then patted the gourd toting nin on the shoulder, subsequent to him shuffling off and disappearing among the traffic of people.

’That was rather hopeful. So the choice is mine huh?’ The Zantetsuken sighed deeply before entering back into the land of thoughts, ’But life is built on choices right?’ The genin inwardly rationalized.

Shoving his hands within his pockets the genin of Konoha would make his way out of the market area, as if nothing happened, as if on this day he didn’t try to get shit done. But hopefully he gave some room for his Hokage to build an able-bodied nation.

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