store work; m.

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STORE WORK

The youth would instinctively wake up with Kumogakure no Sato on the brink of sunrise, a rather convenient habit he’d picked up during his short year within the village. Roused from deep sleep, white eyes only half-open, his mind would immediately be flooded with commotion – to-do lists, errands, missions – the constant, menial workload that came along with being a member of the Hidden Cloud’s lower-ranking ninja.

While enjoyable at the beginning, with time the odd jobs would become dull and boring; thus, rumor of the Chūnin exams had left the Genin in utter elation. The opportunity to advance in rank was rare, an occurrence he’d as well take full advantage of.

Truthfully, his promotion was long overdue, seeing as he’d actually graduated from the academy nearly five years ago. While the majority of this span had been spent outside of a traditional hidden village, he’d still completed similar tasks, though instead for small towns scattered throughout the world, the poor people not having the money to request from a true ninja village.

Reflecting on his past, these ponderings would eventually lead him into the kitchen, wherein he’d heat up leftovers from the night before, afterward taking them out onto his balcony to eat.

The genius Hyūga’s house would be positioned on a mountainous plateau toward the back of the village, and as with every structure at the rear, stood on a higher plain than most of the other buildings. So much so that, by standing on his back balcony, Haru would have a picturesque view of the entire city, additionally able to clearly see the beautiful outlying landscape.

He’d gaze over the scenery with feelings of content and happiness, satisfied in his decision of joining this village over the four others he’d been able to choose from; while extremely powerful, it had always retained its beauty and magnificence, as could be seen in the village’s shinobi, and even the town itself.

Once finished with both his cheery observations and eating, the boy would make his way into the shower, concurrently contemplating on an outfit for the day. While outside, he’d noticed a familiar chilliness that would warn the boy not to put on anything too light or thin; but at the same time, he couldn’t wear anything too heavy, seeing as his mission would most likely involve copious amounts of movement and physical exertion.

He’d have an answer upon concluding his fifteen-minute bathing session, now making his way from the bathroom to his closet.

He’d first don his customary black, hooded overcoat, grey t-shirt embellished with a dark-blue Kumogakure symbol on the left-chest and back worn underneath. Below, he’d wear skinny, black pants along with a pair of matching, narrow, tasseled loafers.

A smaller version of the Kumogakure hitai-ate would be worn strapped to his right upper-arm, though concealed by his outerwear, a steel ring with the kanji for main house engraved in black adorning his left ring-finger, and while he would refrain from bringing along his newly bought rapier and main gauche, the rest of his ninja tools would be carried on his person.

Prepared, he’d grab his mission note and make his way from the residence, ready to begin the last of his duties as a Genin.

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name; store work
rank; d
description; Yeah, it’s as bad as it sounds. Turns out a wicked flu epidemic hit a bunch of different stores and their employee’s are out because of it. We’re gonna need you too go down there and do anything they need, from bagging to cashier to stocking. Remember, even jobs as unglorious as this help out the village in the long run.
reward; 25 experience, 500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

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Nearing 5 a.m., the sun would have only just begun edging its way above Kumogakure’s mountainous surroundings, warming the weather slightly, though not enough to eliminate the chilliness; as such, Haru's overcoat would be closed, it's large hood thrown over his head in an attempt to keep his ears warm.

The tranquil youth would skim over the slip of paper detailing his upcoming d-rank mission amidst the rising sun, reading as he’d concurrently make his way from the luxurious houses neighboring his own and out into the city streets.

The task would see him aiding several stores within one of the village’s most prominent shopping districts, as their employees had been left immobilized following a severe outbreak of the flu.

He’d be working the morning shift, a span of eight hours in total, with the mission counted as a success only following the arrival of a separate Genin shinobi who’d attend to the night shift. Having never before worked in a shop of any kind, the kumo-nin would first be forced to go through a bit of training, a task he assumed to be easy enough, however time-consuming.

Minutes would pass as he’d continue pondering on the labor ahead, eventually reaching his destination as well. He’d be responsible for the efficient operation of four buildings within the area – one ramen shop, a clothing store, shoe store, and one that sold both weapons and armor. He’d assess the situation as his pale eyes would exert themselves in studying the region, beginning the hefty assignment shortly thereafter.

The veteran Genin would start by meeting with the few employees left unharmed in the aftermath of the unfortunate epidemic. There’d be one person alone manning each shop if he wasn’t in it with them; daunting, but motivational nonetheless.

Subsequent to conversing with them, he’d begin getting instruction from the worker within each store before being left on his own. He’d be taught things such as the basics of cooking ramen in the large, covered stand they’d be selling it at, the best ways to fold clothes, advice on selling shoes, ways to clean weapons within the store, and even how to put up displays.

It’d be an informative opening hour, wherein he’d receive guidance on how to effectively work within each individual shop.

Ready and prepared for the long morning ahead, he’d check on each market once more before stationing himself inside the weapon store. As expected within a village populated by ninja, the shop would be crowded full of those sharing his profession, each browsing for tools to better help them in their own tasks.

While not used to customer service, or how to go about approaching a random person to help sell items in general, he’d been taught what to do and say, and would eventually get the hang of it. It wasn’t a job he’d necessarily enjoy, this owing to his introverted character, however, as a shinobi, he’d put feelings aside and simply labor in the name of Kumogakure no Sato.

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name; store work
rank; d
description; Yeah, it’s as bad as it sounds. Turns out a wicked flu epidemic hit a bunch of different stores and their employee’s are out because of it. We’re gonna need you too go down there and do anything they need, from bagging to cashier to stocking. Remember, even jobs as unglorious as this help out the village in the long run.
reward; 25 experience, 500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

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His two-hour-long stint within the weapon/armor shop would go by smoothly, happening fast as Haru would constantly be busy either dealing with customers or straightening the store. He’d occasionally be paired with a rude shopper; however, having dealt with much worse, their short temper and insults wouldn’t faze him in the way they may have an actual, regular employee.

While not physically in the other three shops, he’d made sure to check on them from time to time via Byakugan, and would have gone in to help had they been as crowded as his current store.

With its activity dying down, he’d next journey across the street, soon enough entering the clothing store to begin his duration of work there. While his previous job had involved helping customers, his time at this store would be spent in the back room, scanning the incoming shipment and putting security tags on the clothes before bringing them out into the front to be sold.

Utilizing his deft hands and a sharp quickness, the Hyūga boy would speed through the task at a rate alarming to anyone excluding himself. Hundreds of articles of clothing would be scanned, tagged, and put out on display in a matter of minutes.

This would be an easier undertaking than his last, and once finished, he’d be allowed to leave the store, seeing as, during his time there, the small shop had been filled with only one or two people at any given time, nothing one person couldn’t handle.

With five hours remaining in his shift, the exceptional kumo-nin’s next stop would be the shoe store – a rather large, partially crowded building. Once again, he’d be assuming the role of sales associate; only this time, instead of selling weapons, which was something he knew a great deal about, he’d be forced to sell footwear, something he wasn’t as adept or knowledgeable in.

Knowing this, he’d take his first hour there and stick to working the cash register, meanwhile observing the store’s true employee aid the overabundance of customers in finding the right shoe. Learning in real-time through examination, the unruffled Genin would be able to go out and do the same thing himself, albeit in a slightly worse manner. Similar as well to his time at the weapons store, there too would be the periodic uncouth person, whom Haru would eventually learn to deal with and handle effectively.

As with the past, another two hours would, in time, pass, bringing on his final destination at the ramen shop. He’d spend his last three hours here, working with the other staff member to make the food and serve it to a seemingly endless stream of civilians. While it was hard work, it would be the most fun and enjoyable of the four different jobs he’d been assigned.

His time there would end with the arrival of another Genin, this one fresh and ready. Haru’d give a few pointers and advice to him before leaving the area, and in that completing the mission.

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name; store work
rank; d
description; Yeah, it’s as bad as it sounds. Turns out a wicked flu epidemic hit a bunch of different stores and their employee’s are out because of it. We’re gonna need you too go down there and do anything they need, from bagging to cashier to stocking. Remember, even jobs as unglorious as this help out the village in the long run.
reward; 25 experience, 500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

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