- Current Mission:
- Name: Find Him
Rank: D
Type: Normal
Mission given by: Kira Kaguya
Rewards: 200 Ryo
Participants: Anyone
Daily: Once
Description: Once again, it seems that children are causing more and more troubles. Kira has come with a request. Her son, a kid in one of the academy classes, has quite often left class or home to hang around on his own by the outskirts of the village. Though quite young however, he is quite well versed in the clone jutsu as well as some form of jutsu that transforms him into a beautiful girl. In this case, quite a number of beautiful girls. Find the boy, the real one among the clones, and bring him back to Kira.
Book One | Find Him
Isn't that just the life a shinobi, despite not being back for more than a day the Mizukage had already passed off onto him the dirty work of the village. It's not like it bothered him to put some extra cash in his pockets, but why give such a skilled shinobi such an easy assignment? Several thoughts drifted in and out of Ōsharu's subconscious just as quickly as he darted across the tops of the many buildings and houses throughout Kirigakure. A few tiles were dislodged from the top of a certain building as the young genin came to a skidding halt, his squinted in the direction of the only entrance in and out of Kirigakure that wasn't a shipping port, the Great Naruto Bridge. For a half an hour now he had been using his minute sensory skills in search of a child that was in relation to his current mission, only now had he acquired his first lead. "There you are you little brat... Let's get this done and over with, I'm getting hungry..." As he took his first step toward the bridge a crippling feeling in his bladder stopped him, the only downside to receiving the bloodline limit of the Kōkkai clan had struck once again and the urge to bleed the ol' lizard had arose. Taking a minute or two to relieve himself Ōsharu returned sipping on an apple juice box, a common treat of his after a whiz. Now he was ready to continue on with his mission.
Meanwhile, somewhere on the Great Naruto Bridge there were several shinobi, who were supposed to be on guard duty of the bridge, laid out in a crippling manner with blood running from their noses. Ōsharu looked on in disgust at the lack of self control of his fellow shinobi that he walked past, especially seeing as a few of the shinobi he had grown up with in the academy. It was pitiful to say the least, but he continued on until he came within speaking range of the bratty culprit. "Oi! If it isn't another victim to test my new jutsu out on! You'll end up just like the rest of these losers" Although the boy began a series of hand signs Ōsharu had already acted as dense mist crept between the two before consuming them both. Ōsharu knew the jutsu the child was using all to well simply because it was one he had mastered around the same age, the Sexy Technique. Unfortunately for the child, he did not know that the weak point was in that it had to be viewed to be rendered effective, thus why the mist was in play.
"Look kid, just give up now... Your technique isn't anything new and quite frankly it's execution is more than like average to say the least." Ōsharu voice rang out from somewhere deep in the mist, but what he did not account for where the extra chakra signatures he had picked up on. A grunt followed by a smirk escaped Ōsharu lips, no doubt the boy would grow up to be a fine shinobi with the execution of his plan by incorporating clones to be used as confusing factor, but he was still out classed. "If you're so almighty then why don't you just try and catch me! I'm never going back to the aca-" The boy stopped midway in his sentence as the mist began to clear revealing the scene of the boy's downfall. Before he could even finish his sentence Ōsharu had snuck up behind him with a kunai to his neck. Of course he wouldn't draw blood from the boy, but obviously he didn't need him realizing that. "Now what were you saying brat? How about we just get you back to your mommy safe and sound... Unless, you prefer a body bag..." Ōsharu whispered into the boy's ear, obviously his choice was clear for all of his clones dispersed and he had returned to his normal state. The kunai was spun on his finger before returning back to the holster attached to Ōsharu's right thigh.
It wasn't long before he had reached the village with the child, his mother awaited their arrival at the door with a large cast iron skillet in hand. This didn't look too good for him, but that was the price one would have to pay for their wrong doings. Ōsharu even shuddered slightly as he flashed backed to some of the punishments he received at the bottom of the sea, the skillet would have been a blessing for him. After receiving his mission rewards and parting ways with the boy and his mother Ōsharu headed to his home for some well deserved rest.
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