Mission Name: How to deal with bullys
Mission Type: Custom
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Teach the little fellow how to defend himself.
Description: A wealthy family living just outside of Kumogakure has a son experiencing problems with his peers. Bullies come out daily to torment the boy and make countless attempts to mug him for any money or valuables as he may possess. Instead of bringing shame upon the family by flaunting its wealth, the boy elects to take up arms and learn how to defend himself. The father approves of this and has put in an official request for a Kumo ninja to teach his son how to defend himself. Well atleast a little.
Slowly through the all too familiar, city streets, Abriu walks towards the intended house with what he expects to be a routine training exercise with a little kid who was being picked on. People bustling about every which way as they go about their daily business, either ignoring or oblivious to the fact that they had lost a Kage within the month. A soft sigh would be drawn from Abriu's open maw as he continues to walk through at an even faster pace, feeling out of place within the inner confines of Kumo. Rounding a corner before running full pace through the streets of Kumo, he jumped onto a wall before finding his bearings and taking off in the direction of the compound where the kid he was supposed to train would be located.
Upon arriving at the intended location of the compound, Abriu would take in a deep breath at how mundane and plain the actual house of the 'rich' parents of the child was. Nothing too special about the place, normal two story building with another smaller building which must have been where they prepared the food for the evening. A few rather large trees scattered around though in different places. The air rustles through the leaves of the trees as the wind blows through the area, Abriu sighed softly as he walked up to the front building of the family compound. Abriu looked around for anyone living or at least anything that could be construed as movement. It wasn't long of a wait before an old man would emerge from the house wearing a kimono, a pipe in his mouth with a red ember inside of it as he would look at Abriu slightly before moving up towards him.
"You must be the Kumo Ninja we had heard word that accepted our proposal of helping out the young lord of the house with his little bully problem. I am the Lord's butler and trusted adviser, Stratford. The young lord is out back playing with his ball if you'd be willing to.' Stratford would then motion with his hand to follow him, which Abriu apparently had no choice but to comply with. Sighing softly as the old man would start to walk in the direction of the back of the house, going on and on about the young lord and how he was adept at literature, mathematics, and how he would become the smartest mind to ever take over the family name. It was painfully obvious, this child was either going to be a large and spoiled little brat, or he was going to be a rather small and meek timid child. However, this was not going to be good or fun at all. As they rounded the back corner of the house, Abriu would notice that the young master would of course be a small and meek little child. He was kicking a ball around but barely able to get any distance on it. With a soft sigh, Abriu would shake his head, questioning why he was here again before moving past the old guy to step up to the child.
"You must be Tsuichi Junpei? Are you ready to start training?" The boy would look up from his ball, his eyes showing behind them a form of innocence that Abriu's had never had before. The kid nodding slightly with a disappointed look it would seem upon his face, as if he had been hoping for something else. Abriu sighs softly once more before looking around, grabbing the boy by the back of the collar roughly and dragging him to a sort of clearing in the yard, the child not even struggling. This kid was going to be a challenge that would prove to be Abriu’s test of mental fortitude. "Kid, if you're not going to put your all into this training, then I have no use for you and you should just go and return to playing with your ball. I'm not going to waste my time trying to train someone who has no motivation.