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[minakami masaki]

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Name: Deal with the waggers.
Rank: C.
Description: Some of the cooler kids in the academy have taken it upon themselves to skip class. The chūnin instructor has noticed this, however is unable to leave the class unattended. You are required to camp outside the academy at the beginning of the day. Take note of the students as they are dropped off by their parents, and locate the ones that disperse from the class group. Teach them a little lesson as to why they shouldn't skip class, nothing fatal though.
Rewards: 200 experience, 1000 ryō.
Requirements: One shinobi minimum, repeatable.

“You're late, Masaki.” The accusation came in the form of a raspy voice from a clearly aged male.

This figure sat at his desk with his hands folded as if he were attempting to wait patiently. He was a man in his late twenties, one who seemed wiser beyond his age. That, or hardened in his experiences. A light scowl adorned his visage, and something about his facial features screamed aged young. There was a cigar wedged between the man's lips, and he pried it free to deposit ash into the tray that sat before him. The accused, Masaki, departed from the window he had been perched in. Swift movements would bring him in front of the unknown man's desk while Masaki simply crossed his arms.

“If we're going to quote the rulebook, aren't you not supposed to be smoking in here? It's bad for the kids, Kanou.” Came Masaki's stern reply.

It seemed as if there wasn't room to breathe for either male, and perhaps conflict would erupt. The 'Kanou' fellow would abruptly stand to his feet and put his cigar out in the tray, meanwhile a thick cloud of smoke buried his face. The wave of a hand was Masaki's method in dispelling the cloud, and the Genin found himself smirking. Suddenly both males burst into laughter, Kanou seizing up Masaki with a headlock. After a few seconds of struggling, the purple haired youth would sigh before containing his chuckles.

“Is that anyway to treat your favorite kouhai, senpai?” With another round of laughter, Kanou would finally loosen his hold and Masaki, allowing him to right himself after a few steps.

Folding his arms, the gruffer male relaxed himself as he leaned back against his desk. The look on his face seemed to draw out a response from Masaki.

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“Phase one is to keep lookout. Identify all of the faces who get dropped off by their parents. Phase two is to trail the ones that don't immediately go to class. Phase three... Subdue them. Teach them the value of attendance and then drop them off. Am I missing anything?”

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“Without any fatalities, of course.”

“Yeah, yeah. I'll relinquish my no tolerance policy just for this mission.”

“How thoughtful of you.”

“I can't promise they'll come out unscathed, though.”

“I'd expect nothing less, Nasu-kun!” Masaki furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing the word 'Nasu', as he hated that nickname. His hair color was way too light to be compared to eggplants, yet people insisted on calling him 'Nasu.' Rolling his eyes a bit, he would nod in acceptance.

“Agh, right. See you around Smokey.” Not the best of comebacks, but Masaki was pressed for time and the thought of getting paid pretty much overrode his thoughts of getting even with the older ninja.

Even so, he couldn't help but let a memory of his childhood trickle in as he moved towards the window. It was at least a decade prior, where the slightly older Kanou ran a lesson and called on Masaki to answer a question under the same nickname. As studious as he was, he never was able to get the questions that Kanou asked. Though that had more to do with the older male intentionally picking topics never covered prior to his asking, and sometimes even asking about things completely unrelated to being a shinobi.

He chuckled a bit at the memory before making a leap out of the window, remembering the most important lesson he picked up from Kanou-- Brace yourself for anything, even if you can't prepare yourself.
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Two gloved hands firmly gripped the top of the window frame as Masaki pulled himself out of the makeshift exit. He then brought his lower body above his head with sheer core and arm strength. Once he felt his feet planted against the side of the building, he would allow a surge of chakra to well up in his feet, though not too much.¹ He wished to scale the wall, and too much chakra would mean pushing himself away from the wall.

Once his soles felt secured against the vertical surface, Masaki began his stride up the building's side. It took no more than a few quick steps to bring him to the Academy's roof, though he held no intention of staying there for long. He would fling his body off of the building while maintaining the flow of chakra to his feet, clinging to a nearby tree branch and pulling himself up into a vigilant position.

Of course, the brightness of his hair against the foliage would've certainly been compromising, so Masaki gathered up a bit more of his chakra under the formation of three kata. This small amount spread over his being and cloaked it, giving him the appearance of having blended with the trees.² He smirked in content within his mind, afraid a physical one would disrupt the illusion. For now he had set himself up with everything he needed, and simply had to keep himself still.

His eyes had been narrowed from the start of his illusion, and it seemed he had settled into his lookout point. All he had to do now was wait and keep tabs.

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The watch was not the most entertaining aspect of the mission, though there was some mild exhilaration to be had in playing the role of the 'hunter.' For a moment, Masaki couldn't help but wonder if this was a slice of the Oinin life. Especially with the parallels of both tracking down offenders for violating the nation's code of conduct. The only real difference was that he was to bring the children in alive-- And the feat would be much easier since none of them were likely to go above nonlethal force if confronted.

Thankfully, the initial watch wouldn't take much time at all. The class was pretty small, as the Sound Village population was comprised of renegades and refugees that seemed to come together in search of sanctuary. For now, it seemed to be working better than such a mix sounded. The Sound Village had become one of second chances, something that Masaki learned to value. Sadly, he felt obliged to offer the offenders the same luxury.

Speaking of which, his eyes had picked up on a meeting at the side of the building. It seemed that the group had conspired together in advance, for the rendezvous seemed well coordinated. After moments of discussion, the students dispersed. Masaki sighed, picking one to follow. If he had guessed right, they wanted to avoid traveling as a group in order to avoid drawing attention to themselves. So trailing one was hopefully the same as trailing them all.

“Very well.” With a sigh, Masaki found himself dispersing as well.

Although he had yet to invest in mastering the Shunshin technique, he still found himself able to keep up with the children rather easily. Still, he would do his best to remain as covert as possible, even taking to pursuing his target from the trees. There were moments where he would have to hold his positioning in the foliage as the boy stopped to look around him as children did when misbehaving, but the boy actually never altered the altitude of his searches. As such, Masaki found the pursuit to be rather easy.

It wasn't long before the boy foolishly lead the Genin to the second rendezvous point as planned, and Masaki's scheming had already gone into motion. He needed a way to dispatch the four boys with minimal collateral damage. Luckily for him, he was equipped with an arsenal much more efficient than the standard Genin. A smirk formed onto his face as he began to form kata and gather his chakra.

“Hold up--!!”

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The four children backed up into each other as they looked around for the mysterious origin of the voice. With the four so closely packed together, Masaki struck. The opportunity was too golden to not capitalize on, and he would make his sudden appearance while simultaneously discharging the technique he had set up to perform.

Flames formed right in front of the Genin before trailing a pattern in the ground as if a path had been set for it in oil.¹ In all actuality, it was just the nature of the technique-- The user designated a target, and the flames raced to converge around but not completely engulf the victim. The four Genin would find themselves surrounded on all sides by a ring of fire, with the only way out being up. However, none of them were quite confident in their jumping ability to even attempt such an escape.

Masaki smirked as he took out his kusarigama, leaving the weight on the ground before him. He then walked in a circular path parallel to the ring of fire he established. Once he met with the end again, he would take up the weight before allowing the flames to dispel. Before the group even thought of fleeing-- Which came immediately after the fires disappeared, Masaki would spring his home made trap by pulling on the chain of his kusarigama and forcing the loop he had made around the children to immediately converged.

“Not so fast, runts!” He chuckled as the chains did their job and caught all four, the force pushing them back into each other.

Apart from hitting their heads against each other in the subsequent collision, the children seemed unharmed for the most part aside from being rendered unconscious. A mischievous grin overtook Masaki as he decided to administer divine justice in his own way. In a surprisingly short amount of time, he would have the four stripped down to their underwear and hanging from a tree.

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“Finally awake, eh?” Came Masaki's voice as the four boys hazily recovered their vision.

It did not take long for them to realize just what their situation had become. The initial response was the shedding of tears, which Masaki simply laughed at. The children, realizing how hopeless it was to try and sway him with such tactics, sighed in defeat. They confessed to being repeat offenders and begged for forgiveness. However, Masaki would be sure to give a thorough scolding and lecture while he had their focus before letting them down.

He then threw their clothes at them and, after they got dressed, escorted them back to the Academy. Once they had arrived, the four would offer an apology to their teacher for acting out of line. It was something that actually surprised Kanou, considering how unruly he knew the children to be. Dismissing them home, Kanou would find himself chuckling before turning to Masaki.

“Worked your magic, huh?” Questioned the older male.

“Heh, you just have to show them tough love.!”

“Well, whatever you did, you got the job done. Well done, soldier.”

Masaki offered his senior a salute, smiling lightheartedly before running off in anticipation. Regardless of how well the mission went, the Genin only cared about getting paid.

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