Chip Delivery[Mission]

[Hopalong]

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name; chip delivery
rank; c
description; A famous chip factory in Kaminari no Kuni has had trouble delivering their daily shipments into Kumogakure no Sato. These chips are quite famous amongst our Kumogakure no Sato inhabitants. Clearly because they’re lacking their famous chips they aren’t exactly at the humblest of times. So Kumogakure no Sato has decided to have the shinobi help with the daily chip deliveries so our village will never run out of these famous chips. Just be cautious about returning home with a large amount of those chips. The Kumogakure villagers might get rough.
reward; 50 experience, 1,000 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

While his squad had left him to work missions alone, Ass was forced to work with whatever mission he could handle alone. This mission sounded so simple he felt disgraced performing it, however. "The damn villagers aren't willing walk to get their chips, so now I'm stuck doing it..." He protested aloud. Yet he forced himself to avert complaints. It was because they asked him to do it that he could work for the day.

This mission required him to travel a reasonable distance outside the village, to reach the factory and pick up the box. Afterwards all he needed to do was deliver the box to a shop in the village, keeping the goods intact, and he'd be done for the day. He couldn't think of a reason this mission would get complicated, however he never took a chance. All of his secondary weapons, gladius and dagger were on his person, mostly due to the fact he was still outside of the village. Anything could happen.

However it seemed unlikely anything would happen. This was one of the most relaxing days Ass had seen in a while. The breeze passed through his orange hair smoothely, and their were no sounds beyond a bird's chirp or rodent scampering. If they weren't alarmed, there was no reason for a shinobi to. The air was warm, making a few beads of sweat run down Ass's temple. Otherwise he couldn't protest such a beautiful day.

Currently he trekked a valley, every step Ass made created a soft patting sound on the rocky ground. The opening was no more than ten meters, as two walls of eroded rock rose high. At the end of this path he could spot the factory, where the package would be waiting. Closing in, he noticed a man was already standing at the post, ready to meet him. Clearly he worked for the factory, wearing a dirt covered white apron over regular clothes, and a small name tag Ass didn't bother to read. Ass walked up to him, they exchanged nods, and the package was released onto Ass. Before he left though, he warned the chunnin, "Take good care of the box, they're fragile."

"Yeah don't worry about, I can handle it." Ass responded to the man without worry. Of course, he had no reason to worry. The worker gave another nod, sold by the shinobi's confidence, and watched him walk away. As the kumo nin began to enter the valley again, he heard the chef shout, "Oh, and watch out for Jimmy!"

This comment confused Ass. Jimmy? Despite his urge to question this advisory, but he left his curiosity unanswered. He doubted that anything in the world could possibly worry him carrying a box of chips.

But he would find out very soon who Jimmy is.

Only halfway through the valley, a very short, round kid would suddenly trail Ass. Lacking any sense of stealth, he gave himself away to Ass immediately. Facing him, the shinobi questioned him, "Can I help you?"

The kid stopped urgently, flustering up. Clutching his pant sleeve with one hand, and rubbing the back of his head, he stammered. "Oh... Hehe..." Watching his nervous composure, Ass analyzed him. The kid couldn't be older than 12, wearing blue suspenders that went over his yellow shirt. He had a funny haircut that his mother probably did herself. Yet there was a funny look to his eyes, it seemed suspicious...

Remembering the man's warning, Ass abrubtly asked, "Are you Jimmy?" The child's cheeks grew even redder as his name was called. He refused to look the teen in the eyes, but choked out, "Oh, um, yeah, heh... I was just wondering..." He continued to stutter and zone off. Then, suddenly, he gulped and looked Ass in the eyes, and spoke confidently, "Can I have those chips?!"

So that's the problem... Ass thought to himself. A kid pestering Ass throughout the whole trip was all he had to worry about? The idea made him chuckle. Relaxing a little, he explained to Jimmy, "Sorry I have to deliver these chips to my village. But you can probably order a bag or two from the factory right down there." He gestured in the direction of the factory. Afterwards he turned away and continued walking down the path, waving goodbye to Jimmy.

This denial was heartbreaking for Jimmy. He could only stutter again, "Bu-but..." then quietly muttered, "I have no money..."








If only it was that easy.

[Hopalong]

Moving closer to the village, Ass found himself inside a small forest. The ground was littered with small, dry grass and dead leaves. The trees struggled to stay alive, but they still stood ten to twenty feet in the air. The branches were revealing, only a handful of yellow and brown leaves on each tree. It was a small forest, the exit already in sight. He moved quickly, a loud crunch with every step.

Meanwhile, Jimmy had made his resolve. He would get those chips, even if he had to fight a full fledged shinobi for them. Letting his hormones guide him, the twelve year old gulped in determination, drawing a kunai. With a puff of breath, he charged at Ass, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I WANT THOSE CHIPS!!!!!!!!1!" Then he flicked the kunai at Ass, with surprisingly deadly accuracy.

Although you didn't need to be a shinobi to figure it out, you would think not to declare your ambitions aloud before pulling a sneak attack. Maybe it wasn't common sense after all. Hearing the kid shout without effort, Ass turned to see the gleam of the kunai as he threw. Immediately he skewed his head to the side, as it skinned his cheek barely. A small amount of blood ran down the side of his face. The slight bit of pain accompanying it was enough to spark a fright in him. This kid was determined, Ass assured himself that.

"Jimmy's going to be a pain in the ass..." Ass grumbled. He watched the kid began a charge. He sat the box down behind him, wiped off the little line of blood that streamed down his face, and faced the kid. Jimmy had begun a beeline charge at him. Knowing he would get alot of heat if he killed the kid, Ass sighed as he figured he'd have to fight him head on. "Come at me, runt!" Ass barked.

The battle has begun.