- Missions:
- Mission Name: Paintjob [Repeatable]
Mission Type: Chore
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Repaint the administrative building.
Description: The weather in Kirigakure wears off pain quickly, and the Administrative building, as well as several others in the area, need a new coat of paint. Get them cleaned up and re-painted to save the administrative workers some time.
Payment: 10,000 Ryo
Requirements: 1 E-Class Ninja
Mission Name: Cleanup [Repeatable]
Mission Type: Chore
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Clean up the Market district.
Description: The market district has gotten a bit messy with several of the shops overworking themselves and producing quite a bit but falling out of chores. Help get the place cleaned up and organized again.
Payment: 10,000 Ryo
Requirements: 1 E-Class Ninja
Mission Name: Letter Delivery [Repeatable]
Mission Type: Chore
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Run the mail route for the morning.
Description: One of the usual mailmen called out for the day due to being sick and the post office needs a replacement for the morning shift. Deliver the bag of letters and spread them out across Kirigakure.
Payment: 10,000 Ryo
Requirements: 1 E-Class Ninja
On the other hand, with Akemi, the pair pretty much always spent their time training together. Sparing and working together against Kiyoshi was how both the boys tended to spend their time, trading knowledge, practicing new ideas for techniques, working on teamwork and strategy were their key interactions. Their social interaction was fairly minimal, not out of any reluctance on either side, but simply because they were both so obsessed with training that it never really occurred to the boys to do anything else. He'd learned a fair bit about Akemi despite that, but it was no real substitute for just sitting down and talking casually about different things. Satori was hoping the two different types of interactions with him would balance one another out a bit, as well as the fact Akemi and Riku already knew one another as well.
Now, the boy sat patiently on a bench, long limbs stretched out. It had only been a year, but he was already nearly six feet in height now, and his body had begun slowly filling out to erase his lanky frame. A large hand lifted, scratching at his chin in thought as he contemplated the first place to go with his friends when they arrived, also pondering which would arrive first. Despite the large boy's position, few gave him any looks. Unlike the other Ryuutei, Satori made an active attempt to interact with the village as a whole and it had slowly, but surely, helped his interactions with them. Some even waved at him cheerfully, recognizing him from his trips to the center with Riku in tow.
Vastly different from a year ago, when his presence had inspired uncertainty, especially at the sight of the clan symbol on his arm. It was nice, not having to be feared by his own people now. There was still a long way to go in order to instill cultural understanding between his clan and the village, but this made it clear that, at the very least, it was possible for them to live peacefully.
Hearing the soft click of feet on the stone, Satori's head slowly tilted in the direction of the noise as he sniffed the air, searching for the scents of the pair that he had memorized at this point, wondering which was the first to arrive.