Mission Name: The Hot Dog Eating Contest
Mission Type: Protection
Mission Rank: B
Mission Goal: Protect the noble and save his self esteem
Description: A noble from the Land of Fire has decided to enter himself into a..Hot Dog eating contest. Your job is to enter as well and protect him from any possible threats. As well as ensure his victory.
Payment: 25,000
Requirements: C-Class or 2 D-Class
‘Of all the stupid..’ She would begin to think as her clone sat down at the table, next to the nobleman from the Land of Fire. A hot dog eating contest of all things? Why the hell would he ever want to enter this? Not the mention that she had to ensure his victory as well as protect him. She eyed the man warily, noting that he probably wouldn’t have much issue winning regardless. However the effort would be spared so that this mission could succeed and she could get on with a real mission. She’d been forced to enter as well, but she’d be damned if she was going to be eating so many of those things at once herself. So she made a shadow clone to do it. Physical things didn’t transfer back to the user, only things affected by memory. So the pain, suffering, and calories involved in the next few minutes would have no effect on her at all.
The contest and the clone began to dutifully eat the hot dogs as quickly and as many as she could. Akari herself watched out with her sharingan active for any potential threats to her charge. Although she doubted anyone would attack someone at a hot dog eating contest. Even shinobi had some dignity. Sure enough, no one tried. The nobleman and her clone managed to become the last two contenders and just as it appeared as if he was about to pass out her clone hit her head on the table and gave up. Giving him the victory by default. With that mission done, she was able to go back home and try to find a real mission to do, thank god.
Exit
Mission Type: Protection
Mission Rank: B
Mission Goal: Protect the noble and save his self esteem
Description: A noble from the Land of Fire has decided to enter himself into a..Hot Dog eating contest. Your job is to enter as well and protect him from any possible threats. As well as ensure his victory.
Payment: 25,000
Requirements: C-Class or 2 D-Class
‘Of all the stupid..’ She would begin to think as her clone sat down at the table, next to the nobleman from the Land of Fire. A hot dog eating contest of all things? Why the hell would he ever want to enter this? Not the mention that she had to ensure his victory as well as protect him. She eyed the man warily, noting that he probably wouldn’t have much issue winning regardless. However the effort would be spared so that this mission could succeed and she could get on with a real mission. She’d been forced to enter as well, but she’d be damned if she was going to be eating so many of those things at once herself. So she made a shadow clone to do it. Physical things didn’t transfer back to the user, only things affected by memory. So the pain, suffering, and calories involved in the next few minutes would have no effect on her at all.
The contest and the clone began to dutifully eat the hot dogs as quickly and as many as she could. Akari herself watched out with her sharingan active for any potential threats to her charge. Although she doubted anyone would attack someone at a hot dog eating contest. Even shinobi had some dignity. Sure enough, no one tried. The nobleman and her clone managed to become the last two contenders and just as it appeared as if he was about to pass out her clone hit her head on the table and gave up. Giving him the victory by default. With that mission done, she was able to go back home and try to find a real mission to do, thank god.
Exit
