៚𝐭𝐰𝐨៚

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៚𝐭𝐰𝐨៚

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៚𝐭𝐰𝐨៚

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𓆩 忍者 𓆪

Golden fingers touched the dew-covered grass as I made my way through the streets of Konoha. The vendor stalls were crowded by villagers haggling for better prices. I pushed my way past the crowded marketplace to make my way to the Ninja Academy. Inside, I walked to the assignment desk where I spotted several new genins and their senseis waited for new missions. When I walked to the desk for a new mission, the Hokage gave me a strange look.

“What is it, Hokage-sama?”

Before he could answer my question a loud group of genins walked in handing a cat over to an umm very plump woman. I sweatdropped at the poor cat being squashed to death by the large woman. The team of genin walked up to the desk where the Hokage sat.

“Now then, Team 7’s mission is… We have a long list such as babysitting the councilor’s daughter, picking potatoes-”

“NO! I wanna go on a real mission! Something challenging and exciting! Not any of this kid stuff! Come on, old man!”

A short blond kid in an orange and blue jumpsuit shouted with his arms crossed in an ‘X’. He looked familiar but for the life of me, I couldn’t place from where. I watched the scene play out as I tried to remember the kid. The next thing I know, Iruka is slamming his hands down on the table shouting back at the blond. I yawned as I watched them argue back and forth before the blond got punched in the head by his sensei. It was beginning to get boring as I sat and listened to their bickering as I waited on my mission assignment. 

“Very well, I will give you a C-rank mission to bodyguard someone.”

“Really? Really? Who is it? A princess? A counselor?”

“Don’t be so hasty. Bring in our visitor!?”

The door behind us opened up to reveal a drunken old man. My stomach churned as the smell of alcohol wafted into the room with him.

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