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With that currently done her bravery would soon be seen as she would venture in to the other toilets that were somewhat clean and would repeat the process that she had done moments ago on it, before then looking at the ones that seemed messier than the last, holding her breath as she decided whether to go in there and clean it up or leave it till the end as how she so dearly wished to do. But, once more she had to stick to her idea of manning up, and facing the lavatory that she really didn’t want to clean, and she made it easy to see due to the pauses that she took in approaching it. So, going inside, her thin legs making her way there, it would soon reveal itself to be as bad as she had expected it to be.

Sure enough there were some unidentified splodges on the wall but then again it was all over the place so if she was going to start cleaning it up, she might as well start with this here cubicle than ponder about it all day and end up losing her wages for the cleaning. Looking around at it, she’d look around and with her rubber clothes and black bag, would collect what white stained papers she could find, and would dispose of them in the bag, hoping to god that they burned it in the end to prevent it from piling up somewhere- Finding this under a mound of rubbish probably wasn’t going to be pleasant, she could imagine it happening easily and hoped that no-one be victim to that.

So, with her gloves picking them up and putting them in the ban, there would soon be somewhat of a good change in the place but it still looked filthy, and probably smelled filthy. After saving that cubicle, she would wipe it down in the same manner she had done before, sterilizing the whole thing to hell and back before then exiting with a smug look on her face- If she blanked it out and regressed the memory of even seeing the brown stains on the wall, it turned out much better! In fact, she couldn’t even remember going in to that cubicle! Exiting the stall like a hero would a cave having slayed a dragon, she would then go in to the next one again.

I hope it’s raining when I get outside.. she would ponder as she’d do the monotonous work, scrubbing down the scum covered walls that closed in on her slowly in the cubicle. If she was claustrophobic she would have probably paniced but she was cool mc cool, always chill and not really being bothered about a lot. Of course this bothered her a little, but she figured it was better to get on with the work and not moan about it. The pay was quite nice, although, she had done much easier things for the same amount of ryo. But, it was too late to go back now!

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Over the next good hour she would keep working at the toilets themselves, cleaning them so that the bowls practically sparkled, and so that the walls looked brand new, and as if no-one had caused such a disturbance in the restrooms. Wiping the walls and cleaning the cubicles themselves would take a while, not because it was too complicated to clean but solely because she took too long pondering how the plumbing in the building would cause all of the toilets to blow after one of them seemed to be used, but, she had heard of other situations where such had happened, but she hadn’t been cleaning the remains before, so that was new.

Coming out a newly cleaned cubicle she would walk out to an area that was less healthy-looking as the cubicles that she had just cleaned- With those now done and squeaky clean, the possibility of germs killed dead in its tracked from the things that she had used to stop potential illnesses from spreading, that and she had sprayed a scent within the cubicles that was like fresh apples, which was nice, as although she could smell it, it promised to mask all unfavourable odours, and to help kill germs too, which was pretty neat! She wasn’t a clean freak, but she liked cleanliness.

Looking around her against it would soon be a decision for her to make whether she was going to begin cleaning to the left or to the right- In front of them were the sinks which had past been clogged, showing the remains of toilet paper and other things, and the left seemed a bit easier to do, so, deciding that she’d leave the easiest part until last, she would attempt to try and clean the right to start off with, the wall almost destroyed as far as decorating had gone, due to the stains. Surely enough with her cleaning it would make it look nicer but then again it would require further painting to assure that this restroom looked as nice as it had been before.

This event had well and truly rocked the Kasbah.
Kasbah being restroom.

Getting her cleaning gear up she would start by cleaning the walls- After this had been done, all she needed to do was the sink area, the floor, then finishing off with the left wall so that she could make a hasty leave without having to tread over the floor that she had just cleaned. Nodding her head at her plan, believing it to be ingenious, she would keep working her hardest to allow herself to leave the place as soon as she could so that she could get her pay- Time was running out, and sadly enough she needed the money to get new weaponry for the Chuunin exams.

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After the brown mural had been cleaned from the right wall, she would move towards the sink area with her cleaning equipment in toll as she’d try and clean this part of the room- It looked pretty nice now- Of course, as previously stated it would need redecorating but it was in a much lovelier state than it had been when she had first ventured in to the room. Looking at her hands guiding around the sinks gently, cleaning them with the special cleaning formula that she had been given, she would but change how she was thinking and would ponder about life outside this room.

What were her brothers doing right now? They had heard of her adventures as far as wanting to go to the Chuunin exams were concerned, so could they help her with her training? They were probably off doing training of their own or in the gym somewhere, as that was usually their haunt. Being the youngest in the family she truly was the baby, and when faced with her brothers, although they looked the same as far as features were concerned, they were heavily muscle bound and she was like a stringbean- Such was the biggest difference between the siblings, but they didn’t mind- They all cared for each other all the same regardless of appearance- That didn’t matter to them.

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But what would they say seeing her in such cleaning equipment? They would probably laugh at her and taunt her for it, but in a playful manner- Due to her only having one parent, her mother having passed away soon after she was born, they all banded together to help raise her alongside her father, and for that, she was thankful. ”……..” looking at the sinks once more she’d then change after having cleaned them all, moving towards the floor. This would be the slightly more complicated step as she’d have to use the bucket and mop, but it would take her about ten minutes or so to get the entire room wiped clean with it. However, the left wall-

It was soon dealt with, luckily. With a few minutes of dedicated cleaning, she would look at the bathroom, it looking similar to how it did before whoever had wrecked the place entered. Grinning in a silly manner at her achievement she’d take one final look at the mirrors, they shining quite vividly in the light of the lamp nearby after she cleaned them, she’d then make her exit, taking off her plastic gloves and placing them in the black bag as she made her exit. Taking off the things she had borrowed, she’d then place them back in the cleaning closet, and would, quite hastily, make her leave.

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So what exactly was goin’ on around here?
This mission in particular had requested for her to go down to one of the areas in town which weren’t exactly all that nice to those who went there- In fact, before she had taken this mission, she hadn’t known of the fact that this area of town existed until this very day, which was quite interesting. Not that she lived a sheltered life of sorts and she didn’t really go to places like this. But, no matter- Her job today was to capture a pair of young criminals who stole candy from a local store! She had never understood how people felt the urge to steal but, she didn’t go against them all that much either.

But then again she wasn’t exactly proud of what these young troublemakers were doing- They had stolen things from a local small business and had therefore made the owner of the store lose money that he could be using to feed his family! Such chain of events made her think but right now the felony committed was the taking of cheap lollypops, nothing too bad, but there still was a need to get the young guys and round them back in in order for the owner to give them a row for stealing, and perhaps making them do some service in the store or something.

Or, that’s what she would have done, assumingly. Making her way to the candy store she would open the door as her entrance was greeted with the sound of a bell chiming above the doorframe itself, causing her to look upwards before looking back at the clerk who was standing behind a desk covered in what would be described as dozens of varieties of chocolate. Upon looking at the walls of the room it seemed to be covered in other kinds of candy, ranging from ones kept in large glass jars, to plastic-wrapped gumballs which were on the shelves, waiting to be picked by the eager hands of pre-teens.

But, she wasn’t here to shop today, no. She was here to aid in the capturing of the kids who had stolen from the store! Of course, she couldn’t’ help but feel that stealing candy from this store would be quite easy seeing as there was tons of stock all over the place- It was quite a small store but it had rows in the middle that could easily be used as a cover whilst you shoved sweets and the like in to your pockets or bags, so the shop keeper really just build a pitfall for himself, really. It was clear to see that it had potential for young thieves but then again maybe the shopkeeper was blinded to it.
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Approaching the desk, she would momentarily pause before stepping forwards, and looking the brunette who was behind the desk, would signal for him to explain what exactly had happened, what they looked like, and any tips for finding them. It was this information that would be vital to the case, and would probably help catch whoever had decided to steal the candy. If he wanted the boys to give him a decent apology, he would need to find them first, and finding them required some good information which could hint as to where they could be! She had heard that it hadn’t happened too long ago- A hour or so at the most- but, time was of the essence!

”Mr.Yama, I have a few questions to ask about the recent thievery in your shop- What did the boys look like? What did they steal? What was the thieving process like? Have you any clue where they went?” she’d ask in an inquisitive tone, her mind planning to jot down any information which he would give to her- That is, if he was to do so. With bated breath would the green haired female await his response, he collecting his information together mentally before planning to reply: ”Of course- They were around the age of 12, both of short, spiky hair- I believe they were twins? Or, they looked incredibly similar. Striped jumpers, one with red and white, the other black and white.” a pause would occur. ”What was stolen was a deluxe pack of bubblegum, five packs of gummy bears and two giant lollypops- God knows how they went away with it all! They were pretty skinny!”

This would of course signal that they had probably hidden it in their jumpers when exiting or something- But not now was the time to guess, firstly she would take down the information she had been given already, there being a small pause between each bout of information given to her. ”It was pretty slow, really, they browsed for around five minutes before then making off with it all! And- They’ve been known to hang around in the nearby park if that helps. Go straight to your left, carry on walking, go right, then left once more and you should be faced with the park.” he’d tell her, this information being very good for hunting them- Knowing pre-teens and their nature to keep to the same place when hanging around, no doubt they were still there.

”Thank you- I’ll do my best.” she would tell him with confidence in her words, being sure that she could hunt them down. The man handing her a lollypop before she left, she’d but grin at this action, and would place it in her pocket to consume later on after the thieves had been caught. But- What were the like? She had met a few kids around aged 12 before and the majority of the time they were so ruthless, so mean! She couldn’t believe it. So, preparing herself for the worst she barred her mind- These were babies compared to her. N00bs even. She could take them down! Pow pow pow!

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So, exiting the shop she would soon find herself following the directions that the candy shop owner had given her. She was already expecting the boys to be all like those chav-youth culture groups that you have out there thesedays, who would probably try and beat her up if she did try and send them back to give an apology for stealing the candy. Knowing young kinds and their addition to sugar, she would figure that there wouldn’t be much left from the stash that they had bought, so she’d need to remember to look out for any packages that might be around the place which could be from the sweets they stole, just in case they decided to pretend to not know anything about it.

But, she had what they looked like and, being children obviously they wouldn’t have had a change of clothes. Tsk tsk; If they would become real thieves, they wouldn’t be that good at covering up their tracks, as, walking along the street, she would see empty, frantically torn wrappers of sweets that matched the titles of the candy that had been stolen, sitting innocently on the ground. Picking one up she would look at it for a few moments, before then continuing her walk, placing it in a nearby bin as she’d pass one on her way- There wasn’t long now.

Left..

Remembering the instructions given as to where to get to the park the dark green haired female would soon turn a sharp left so see.. A park in front of her, a little bit down the road. She was almost there. Walking forwards, she would soon reach the park, entering through the gate, and then walking towards two young boys who seemed to be tucked underneath what seemed to be a jungle-gym. ”I’m here to speak about the recent burglaries at the candy sto-” ”OMG! We’re so sorry! He- I- -- Uhh..!!” the one in the conveniently coloured red and white shirt would utter, before being elbowed by his brother; ”What—I mean, we don’t know what you’re talking abo-” ”Just tell her we did it! Mom is going to be so angry if she finds out!” following a sigh from the one with the black and white shirt, it would become obvious who was the one who decided to rob the store.

But thankfully, the two seemed to come peacefully although the one in the black and white shirt muttered curses on his way, words so ill fitting of a boy his age! Nonetheless, she would lead them back to the candy shop, where inside the clerk stayed waiting, his face having a smug grin on it as he saw the faces of the young boys who had come back, hopefully with an apology for him. With her work done, she’d get her mission slip signed, and would then exit the shop, having done a good day’s deed by taking those petty thieves back to the shop that they had stolen from.
But they probably wouldn’t learn from the experience.

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Now this was something that she didn’t see herself doing.
A shinobi turned marriage counsellor- What on earth was happening thesedays? Not that she doubted the Raikage’s decisions but it was a bit strange having shinobi work in these situations, didn’t the village have special counsellors already who could take care of stuff like that? Maybe, maybe not, she had no clue whatsoever about the whole thing. She was due to meet them in not the couples own home, but in a special room in a counsellor office. What she figured was wrong was that maybe one of them was on sick leave or something like that so then they of course would need more people to make sure that the people going in for counselling had people to talk to.

But a marriage counsellor? Oh how very interesting! She never had the experience of seeing her parents fight since of course her mother had passed away when she was merely days old, but she had seen other couples fight when in the supermarket and even on the street- It wasn’t exactly a nice thing and for this reason, she was slightly glad that her father hadn’t chosen to remarry- Although having no memories of her mother, she couldn’t imagine being raised with both a mother and a father- Her brothers and father had, although being mostly male role models, had shown some compassion towards her feminine side and had taught her things like cooking and all.

But what problems did this couple have? She couldn’t of the other problems but she had been told of one- it was a problem of domestic abuse- A one-time case of course, as one claims to have been hit by the other, whilst the other claims to be hit by them, both blaming each other. Of course, as with most disputes, one person has to be wrong, but she’d have to delve deep in to it to figure out which one had did it and which one deserved to be in a cell for a few weeks for the attack –But, making her way towards the building itself, she couldn’t help but ponder as to whether it would be easy or not- Probably not since both parties would be iron-willed to not go to prison, so they’d probably use every dirty trick in the book to avoid so.

Would she be more harsh on him? Or would he be the stereotypical domestic abuse aggressive, steroid-head male? Sometimes she knew that stereotypes didn’t work at points but it would be really interesting to see exactly what characters the both of them had. They were both obviously in love at some point but what made either party hit the other? It was strange how people fought all the time, she herself decided to stay laid back but then again she hadn’t been in any situations where such anger could be provoked- She had no anger, really. But, how was she going to deal with this mission?


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Entering the building itself she would be introduced to whitewash walls which seemed almost medical in some way, glowing with health- Or, chemically induced health. She found it quite strange as she was walking in to a therapist cross counsellor building but then again it looked more like a hospital, so surely patients within this building found it quite strange- Or, if she was a patient within there she would have felt a bit strange with it being all clean, but then again she was a fan of things being in an organized mess- It had more character than blank, modernistic whitewash walls, right? Her home was like that, but it was pretty nice, with things all over the place, little mementos that reminded her and her family of far-off holidays, memories.. it was very pleasant.

However, the pleasant feeling she had from remembering the memories of her childhood were soon vanquished as she’d remember that she was here to sort out an argument and someone was really going to be going to jail, which was quite serious. But then again she, being the type of person that she was, wasn’t all that worried, although she knew the extremity of the situation. Checking in at the desk, she’d speak: ”I’m here to sort out the matter between Mr and Mrs Jones? Which room shall I go to?” she’d ask, wondering where in the large building her room was situated, and where the argument would begin.

”It’s to the left- go to that hallway, then go to room 25B- Thank you for stepping in for our sickly counsellor- He couldn’t make it today, but I assure you’ll do fine.” she’d tell her in a sickly sweet tone, her platinum blonde hair speaking for itself. Nodding her head, she’d then give her thanks to the woman for telling her, and she’d then begin to make her way at the room that she was supposed to be in, following the directions that the woman had given her. It wasn’t soon until she found herself in a long, winding hallway with the distant sounds of various people fighting, and it wasn’t soon after that that she was faced with a room called 25B, where she was meant to be going today. So, with one confident push, she’d enter the room, to hear..

…”SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!”
”STOP BEING SO CHILDISH- GEEZ, IT’S ALMOST AS IF YO-”

The insult was cut in its half as the young girl would make her appearance, the two looking at her for a few moments as she herself too would take the time to inspect the both of them and see her ideas of their characters to start off with. She had always been taught never to base judgements of people on looks but in this situation, with the man being a hulking one bearing layers atop layers of muscle, and the woman being pretty weedy, it would easily tell her that the male had done the crime- But that wasn’t a trusted accusation since of course, it was basing on appearance only. For all she knew the woman could be wielding a knife or something and he was cowering in fear!

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But, placing such judgements aside she would grin awkwardly to the two of them and would then go towards the desk that was in the room, there being a cup of water where it was.. Perhaps one of them had poisoned it? Gasp! Just in case one of them had done so and she, not exactly wanting to die, she’d ignore it for now and would look towards the two of them as they looked a bit confused at her. ”You don’t look like a specialist? Who are you?” the man would speak, his voice inquisitive, as if he didn’t trust her. Answering simply, she’d say; ”I’m a shinobi- They asked me to step in for the counsellor. I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” she’d try to reassure him that she was actually told to do this job but, he’d seem to soon relax regarding the subject.

”EUGH- I’m sure she won’t do that well- Ignore her, Vince.” ”Ignore her? Valerie, can’t you remember why we’re here?” looking to Areru with a look in his eye that pleaded trust for what he was about to say, he’d then utter; ”We’re here because she hit me full out! I know she’s a girl and all but it well hurt, ma-” ”Shut up! No! He’s lying! He was the one who hit me! Have you seen his bloody arms! They’ re huge!” ”Thanks babe- But she’s the bad egg he-” Back and forth, back and forth. Their marriage was obviously taking a toll on the both of them, and it was obvious too that someone had done something.

”Don’t say any more.” Areru would say in her strangely calm voice, looking at the both of them as she’d indicate for them to take up seats near her. She was going to stop this petty arguing and she was going to stop them from bickering like little children- This was a mature conversation- She needed to find the truth and with one of them lying it was hard to tell which one was in the wrong but hopefully in the ways that they’d move and speak, she’d be able to tell exactly which one she was due to formulate a conclusion and give her guess on who was the one who had been the attacker! Dundundun! Looking at the two as they’d take up seats, it would strangely, be quiet without the two arguing, for if but a minute or two.

The creaking of the chair occurred when the man sat down, his muscle bound frame almost spilling out of the chair itself- He wasn’t fat at all, his arms were bare of any fat and his body was too, but instead fat seemed to be strangely substituted with muscle, he no doubt had been on the roids at some point during his life, and had spent quite a lot of his time in the gym, that was pretty obvious. But, taking her attention away from that she’d turn to the female- She was weedy yet she had a strange look in her eye, she could safely say that she didn’t look like the kind of person she’d approach on the street, her clothing looking quite cheap and dirty whilst her hair dye seemed to fade out, showing her roots which clashed with the colour of the dye horrendously! The two of them, were quite strange.

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So, with a great and dramatic cough, she would get to work with investigating what happened. ”I’d like to interview the both of you- Separately, to assure that I hear both sides of the story. Whatever you say will be taken in to consideration, so please spare no details.” she’d tell them, switching her glance from the male back to the female herself. ”I’d like to start with you, miss.” she’d tell her with a kind smile, nodding her head towards the male to get him to go out of the room. He, giving an annoyed glance at his wife, would then agree to this, and would exit the room to go down the hall to the water cooler, where he’d get a cup of water to drink- If he was to make a break for it, he obviously was the attacker.

”So, Miss- Please explain your side of the story.” Areru would tell her, taking out a nearby notebook and a pen, and starting to jot notes on whatever she had to say that would help her come to a decision later on. ”Well- I ‘was ‘jest cookin’ ‘ya know, like how wives do? I was making him a lush meal of bangers and mash but I burnt the sausages a lil’ bit! Of course he aint having any of this!” she’d tell her, illustrating her point greatly with her tone. ”Once I gave him the food an’ it was burnt ‘n all, he came at me and grabbed my arm! He said ”You is a shit wife babe, don’t you fuckin’ burn my food again’ or I’ll cut you!” he says! He got his arm an’ HIT me RIGHT in the ribs!” illustrating her point again, she’d then look at her arms, making an impression of his own guns.

”I was so scared so I pushed him away but he kept coming on to me and hitting me down! I was black ‘n blue! He got my right hand and hit the plate down on it real hard so I screams out in pain! And that’s abouts it.” she’d tell her with her slang language fully in work as her hand would rise, tilting her sunglasses a bit as she’d look at the ‘Counsellor’, Areru herself having examined her thoroughly by this point and having written down notes on what she had to say about the case herself. Nodding to what she had to say, Areru would then rise a little; ”Thank you very much for that! Will you bring in your husband, please?” she’d ask her as the woman would nod her head, and then would walk outside, the strong scent of her cheap perfume soon exiting the room with her as an exchange of insults would be slung outside, before the roid head man would enter. ”She’s nuts, right?!”

The question posed, Areru would not respond to it- It wasn’t in her own right to insult the both of them in such ways when she was the one who was supposed to be putting an apparent end to the fighting. ”Right- Can you explain to me what happened?” she’d ask, wondering what exactly his tale had been. ”Rights- So this is in the house. I’m just sitting there watching my sports and she comes in, sayin’ like You always watch this, you never spend time with me! What the fucking hell ‘ave I done to ever be ignored by you? she’d ask me to which I responds to like I’m just watching my sports babe, we’ll go out tonight, alright? She then comes up to me and hits me, didn’t hurt like but y’know. She says tonight? You said that yesterday you fucking prick, you never go out with me! I hate you! ‘an so on, and then she gets the plantpot and just drops it on my head like! See?” he asks her, bending his head down to reveal quite a nasty bump where something solid had hit it.

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”So, to stop her ‘n all I restrain her, but then the bitch goes and moves her head around and bites my hand! Coulda bitten a chunk out if she had sharper teeth!” looking at his hands she’d notice faint indents on his left. Nodding her head, she’d then listen to him, he explaining that a small fight had happened thereafter, before she left the house to go down to her sister’s home, who lived on the other side of town. She had enough evidence that she needed, and she would then look at him and his muscle bound frame, before turning back to the door. ”Thank you- MRS JONES, CAN YOU COME BACK IN PLEASE?” Areru would shout as the woman would enter again with a smug look on her face, sitting back down on the chair she had past been in.

Looking to the side of the room she’d notice the door of a small room- She knew full well who was there- the local police who had promised to keep an eye on the subjects as they were interviewed so that they could Arrest them later on if it was required by Areru once she had made a decision on who the guilty one was. ”Right, after a lot of thinking I have come to a conclusion as to who I believe is the guilty one- I’ll explain once I’ve told you.” she’d tell the two as there was a pause between them as the two lay in bated breath, hoping that the other was being arrested for what had been done- One was a liar, and Areru knew which one, thankfully enough for the victim of the whole process. Both of them were shady, but one was worse.

”…The one who committed the crime was..
..You, Valerie Ann Jones.”

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As this was said, the woman would wait with her eyes open, she appearing quite shocked, yet also pissed off at the same time. ”You fucking basta-” looking at her husband it would seem as if she was ready to give him another beating when she the police cut through from the small room, grabbing ahold of her, as the other placed handcuffs around her wrists. ”You know how I came to this conclusion? Mrs Jones- You said he had hit you hard with a plate on your right hand- How come both of your hands are pristine and without any kind of bruising?” she’d ask as the woman would give he an angry glare- She had caught her out, and she wasn’t all too happy about that, she showed it by then going ahead to spit on the floor. ”That’s right- Get yer ass to prison ‘ye filthy pig!” her husband would taunt, as the police took her out of the room and out of the building.

”Thanks for that. I’m finally free! I know how I looks like the tough and mean one in the relationship ‘n all but she’s the one who bosses me about! GET THIS- I’m not even allowed to go drinkin’ with the boys! She controls everything! I’m gonna celebrate tonight with a pint or two.” he’d say with a grin as he’d rise, and then exit the room, Areru following thereafter. Moving to the desk, the assistant commenting on her good work she’d grin sheepishly before then getting her form signed, she then exiting the room after the beefy man, to go somewhere else in Kumogakure, glad that she had sorted out the feud that had no doubt been going on for quite a while now.

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So, with so much destruction following the village itself after the shinobi war it was no surprise to Areru that the village would be in such a state- In some parts of town houses were completely abandoned and all things inside had been stolen by the less thoughtful people in the area. Paint and wallpaper peeled off the walls freely, and vermin dug in old pieces of furniture to make nests and the like in order to raise their strange little families. She had seen many houses like this, and it wouldn’t surprise her really if she was to see ones like so in the village today when she was going to help tidy up a good number of the houses that had been wrecked. People would wonder if it was really her problem but she figured that it would be best to help, of course.

As a kumogakure citizen she did feel like it was her duty to help those who had been effected most by the war. People had been so kind to her family as to help build it up once more after it had been wrecked in the war so this was a way of paying back the community after what they had done. She was unsure of who owned these houses and businesses of course but she was sure that they were worthy of having their buildings made back up again, even if it meant just having a new lick of paint or having the rooms cleaned of rubble or any pests that might have moved in whilst its occupants were elsewhere in the village, probably having moved to some kind of inn or a shelter which they could stay at temporarily, having no place to go except for there.

She of course could remember her days of being in such places- She and her brothers had been moved to a shelter after the attacks and their house had been wrecked, but only she and two of her youngest brothers stayed in their room mostly, her eldest brothers and her father going off to try and defend the village against the threats which were very well making themselves apparent. They were pretty dark days but she was happy that she hadn’t lost any more family members during it all- Her father being an only child, she didn’t have any real family except for her father, brothers, and a few grandparents, although she hadn’t really gotten to know the ones on her mother’s side. After her death, they had strayed away a bit, although she did see them sometimes.

But more importantly, she was really glad that those closest to her had lived- She heard so often of people that had lost everything and everyone during the attacks that had occurred years ago- She had lost the majority of material things but a lot of those could be bought again or salved however, family members once lost, were truly gone, and she didn’t want to go through the same pain that her brothers and father had gone through. She had truly been a sheltered child in this matter although she knew that death was around the corner to her at some points- She hadn’t been in a death defying situation before apart from being in the village during the war, but she did know that living as a shinobi, it was something that everyone had to get used to- Or, the thought of death, at least.

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