Oboro was growing more and more eager to to enact his spar with his Lycan best friend. However, he would have to speed up the amount of missions the two would do in the day before he would be able to fight him. And so he practically teleported to the school to begin teaching the Academy Students how to use a few lower level jutsu. As he stood in front of the class with Shinsui, he demonstrated his ability to cling to surfaces by using his chakra to the walls with his chakra focused on his skin. "You see my friend here and I are very powerful ninja. However, we did not just start this strong. I had to kill many-" He had to cut himself off before he revealed the actions of his childhood to these innocent children. He almost had a slip of the tongue that could have gotten him exterminated form the likes of being a kage. He continued his sentence instantly however. "-terrible grades before graduating from the academy. Learning how tom focus my chakra was the first step of this. Once you can do that, if you focus it in your feet you will even be able to walk on water with little resistance. Any surface is as good as the ground once you have mastered it!" He gave a bright smile with a thumbs up to the children as he flashed his white, pearly teeth to them. A few of the younger girls awed in his presence and he had to admit that it made him blush a bit. He leaned over to Shinsui and whispered, "I feel cute right now..." He wondered if Akira had the ability to grow jealous of prepubescent children as they gawked over the pale hunk of flesh. His cheeks turned red as he forced himself to look away from all the children. They burned like a fire and so he talked to the sensei of the class to convince the group to go and practice their chakra control in the outdoors. It was time to go off on another adventure.
The two made their way to the houses that would be holding the dogs they would be walking. The owners were, as usual, fat hunks of lard that were just too lazy to walk their own dogs. He had to admit that he was slightly disappointed with the fact that these dogs were forced to live in such conditions, however this made him happy to be able to allow them into the outside world with the two of them. He looked at Shinsui and made a remark that could be found as somewhat offensive. "Is it your Lycan DNA that makes dogs want to hump your legs?" He snickered to himself as he expected some witty retort.
As they walked, Oboro would goof around with Shinsui. While he was the leader of the village, he was also still a teenager. The man of only nineteen would naturally make dirty jokes and sexual remarks with his best friend. Any other time, he never really had a friend to talk about this kind of stuff with. While he felt no direct impact by it, it warmed his heart a bit to know that there was someone he could trust not to slice his neck as soon as he turned around. It was a good comfort knowing that someone was there for you no matter what, as if nothing could pull them apart. "Okay lets go to the barn now. May as well pick up the dogs before we take them for a walk. Can take them to the barn with us while we clean the horses. We need to feed the pigs too." He smiled as he walked toward the large red barn off in the distance. As the wind blew, the air filled his nostrils with the smell of fresh wheat and barley. He felt the wind tingle on his skin as the breeze felt so perfect. He decided that today was such a nice day that he would remove his shirt and allow the air to cool his flesh from under the hot sunlight. He removed is tunic after taking Oona from within the pocket that she was resting. Her eyes were now bright as she looked up at her owner. She was beginning to gain a soft spot in her heart and did not want to lose her any time soon. Perhaps he would keep Oona and find a new pet to sell. But in that case, he would likely grow attached to the one he gets as well .His life was so full of tricky decisions. However, as of now his primary concern was of the barn that was now only a few feet in front of them. After greeting the farmers, the two made their way to the horses and Oboro himself began to brush the fur of the large mammals. He ran the brush along the long brown hair of the largest of the horses, which seemed to be a mare. It had bright brown eyes and a gorgeous blonde mane, however it seemed as if it could trample a man in half a second if it needed to. He did not fear this stallion, but he admired its ability to kill should it need to. It was a bit like himself. However, he did fear himself as well as all of his capabilities. His apathetic sense of others caused a genuine problem within his consciousness. He was not a bad man, however he would not pity the men he killed. It was bit urgent to his soul, though he was unsure how to hinder the flames of his spirit.
After he finished cleaning the mare, he put the feed bag over he face to allow he a bit of a snack. However, it was not his job to feed her, it was only something he desired to do. He moved over to the pigs pen and found where their slop bucket was. He had no clue where he was supposed to get slops so he was forced to go to the farm house and ask the lady where they could find teh pig feed. She told them that it would likely be behind the rooster coop, where they kept most of the food other than horse feed. He didn't agree with the way things were organized, though he would not argue with the woman. With the the bucket of slops in hand, alongside Shinsui, he poured the pig food, which in reality just a bunch of food that the farm house had not eaten, into the large bowl thing. The pigs viciously raced each other to the slops and began to devour the contents of the container. Greedy, the whole lot of em. He shook his head as the pigs took their "claims".
It was time for he and Shinsui to leave and continue on with a new set of missions. The two would first return teh pups that they brought with them to the owners that would likely hire the same two to walk their dogs once more. Oboro spat on one of the owners doorsteps after they refused to take their own dog out from time to time. The thought of being that lazy was absolutely ridiculous to Oboro. He himself spent two hours a day simply working his body and pushing it to the extreme. He was able to break rocks much larger than himself, and they had the nerve to never take their dog on a walk. Pitiful villagers is what they were.
Now that it was time for another mission, Oboro would sweep the streets with his partner Shinsui. The regular street sweepers supplied the both of them with rather large push brooms and allowed the two to take care of about one hundred yards each,. This was not too difficult, however the concrete that the walkways pushed in the opposite direction of the broom itself. IT made the taks a bit more difficult in the sense that it required a bit more force to continue moving the excess dirt as well as the trash. Rather than dusting up the dirt piles, they would move the small mounds and spread them around the area making them seem natural. However, they did indeed pick up the smaller pieces of plastic that were in the area. After cleaning a whole park, he would not allow such litter to go unattended as such. He made sure that he himself was the one to inform the others around them not to litter as well, or they would be fined a taxation for the village. It was a bit dumb that people thought they could just make the village look like a dump and get away with it. It was a bit pathetic. He frowned on those who thought this was acceptable and took a mental note of anything that they had done should their name strike his memory in such a situation similar. Such a disgusting lot of people, the all of them. However, he had no time to think of such things as he scorned himself for not supplying enough derogative for people to clean up after themselves. He shook his head as he returned the broom to the man who had given it and gave him a sincere thanks. The man was doing more for the village in a day than most people were doing so in their lives. He real;y did appreciate people who were willing to preserve the beauty of the place they all decided to call home long ago.
That was when he heard a scream from a voice that sounded extremely familiar. It sounded exactly like little Mikey's mother. It was probably because it was little Mikey's mother! She was yelling once again because like he did nearly every other week, Mikey had run off from home and not told his mother where. She never even called him a delinquent for it and perhaps that was the reason why. "Oh Oboro!" She would say as she cried and ran towards the man. this was pretty much how it happened every single time Mikey ran off. "He's off and done it once again. Little Mikey ran off and I still don't know why he's doing this..." She wept into the shoulder of the man and looked over it at Shinsui with bright blue eyes, glistening like only a mother's would. Tears ran down her face and soaked the still nude shoulder of the Otokage. 'Women these days... always so clingy towards men. Whether it be their son, husband or anyone else.' However this made him think of Akira and how much he missed her already. He wondered if she would visit again soon and had an odd sense of arousal come about him all of a sudden. This was just a distraction to himself. He left the woman in his thoughts as well as the one just before him to go off and find the boy known as Little Jimmy. He would not call the boys name nor would he have to scour the city to find th lad. The boy went to the same place every single time. He would be hanging out at the abandoned carnival in the north part of town, that much was always the same. The hard part was convincing the boy to follow him back each time. He would normally coax the boy with chocolates or a new toy to get him to come back. A part of him believed that perhaps Mikey was just doing this so he could get gifts as he came back home. He grinned to himself as he thought of it. The boy could just be throwing the charade each time to pull one over on his mother to get what he wanted when he normally would be unable to do so. However, upon bounding his way to the amusement park this time, the boy seemed to be crying. Oboro and shin would make their entrance and try to talk to the lad. "What's wrong little man? Having a rough day?" Oboro would ask the boy. Mikey looked up at him and explained what was wrong. Some bullies seemed to beat him up, which was clear as he raised his shirt and revealed a few bruises on his torso. That just absolutely wouldn't work. However it did give Oboro an idea. He asked Shinsui to stay with Mikey while he ran back to his place for a moment. With Oona in one hand and his clothes in another, he sprinted off to the direction of his own home. It only took him a few moments to arrive but on the way he couldn't understand why the boy would let a few other people such as some mediocre bullies push him around. When Oboro himself was at the same age, he had already killed his kin. However, he did indeed understand that some did not have the strengths to stick up for themselves. Most of the people within the village were perfect examples of this case as they lacked teh strength to save themselves should someone invade. The villages only real defenses were that of Oboro and Shinsui themselves seeing as no strong ninja ever desired to join forces with "The disgusting Otogakure" or "The Snakes". It was bit disappointing in reality. Ever since Orochimaru founded the place they were seen as less than the scum of the world due to the fact that their creator was just that. But in all honesty, he had to admin that he did indeed admire the likes of Orochimaru, as he was one of the most powerful ninja to ever come into existence. Though, there were those immensely more powerful than that of the Sannin. Teh greatest example was that of his ancestral grandfather, Madara Uchiha. He was said to be the second strongest Uchiha of all times, behind only that of Sasuke Uchiha. He had to admit, he preferred Madara more. Perhaps it was the appearance or the presence of the Rinnegan in each eye, though he did admire him quite a lot. He stopped his mind from wondering as he had finally reached his destination: his home. He opened the door and called for Hobbes who immediately leapt out and ran to him. He shut the door behind the tiger and bolted back for the amusement park with Hobbes right behind him. He had a big smile on his face as he thought of Madara Uchiha. Perhaps he would ask Shinsui to transform his image to that of Madara. While he was indeed quite a dashing man, he was unsure if he wanted to completely change his entire image simply to strike fear into the heart of others. He smiled at the thought. Perhaps he could simply create an entirely different person in order to look as if he was Madara.
It wasn't long before he had finally made it back to the park, now with both animals. "Mikey, this is Hobbes. Hobbes, Mikey. He's my pet tiger. From now on, Hobbes is going to watch over you while he's not out on missions with me. But only on one condition, be kind to your mother." Oboro smiled and tufted the hair on the boys head and left before the boy could deny the statement. Hobbes knew to obey his master's order and would stay with the boy while he was not with Oboro himself. However, before they left, Mikey slipped a small box into the hand of Oboro and said nothing of it. Oboro assumed it was a gift. At least he didn't know what it was until a courier came running at him at top speed. "A little kid stole a package from me ! It has to be delivered right away. I dunno what I'm going to do Lord Otokage..." Oboro looked in his hand at the small package and gave it to the courier with a wink. He was now off to finish the last few missions. First he had to cut the grass but considering there were two of them, it wasn't too difficult at all to complete four yards. They would simply do two each adn cash in that mission before anyone could stop them
The sun was beginning to set in the west and so Oboro knew it was about time the two started wrapping things up. He met up with a local sushi owner who needed a large shipment of fish delivered across town before the night ended. The only issue was that they needed two! So he and shinsui each grabbed a cart and sprinted off into the distance. Oboro treated it like a race, though he was sure that Shinsui could indeed beat him in the race, and so he did not verbally mention that it would be a race. He simply ran as fast as he possibly could off to the destination. However, he made it there just in time for the owner of the second shop to say that the wheel on their cart was busted. And so they would have to fix the wheel. Though that was absolutely no problem when you possessed the worlds strongest adhesive at your fingertips. He simply used an intricate pattern of bungee gomu to place the wheel back on the axle without it causing the wheel to hinder its single ability to turn. He ran around in a circle a few times with the cart behind him just to be sure that it would move normally. It was a bit lucky that Oboro knew the mechanics of all simple machines as well as had the ability to repair many of the more intricate ones. It was not too difficult once you had the right mindset. And now he could spend the remainder of the afternoon patrolling the village with Shinsui.
"You know, we're two complete opposites you and I. You're a dog person, I'm, a cat person. All of our combat specialties are different. It kind of makes me wonder why I hold you so close in my heart." He looked into the wolf's eyes as he said this, Oona squirmed in his pocket as hen spoke. He felt oddly intimate, but that moment ended as he saw someone in the background that he hand not seen in the village before. Immediately, Kyoko ran up behind Oboro and whispered in his ear. "L-lord Otokage... That man that you just spotted... He's not part of this village but he's masked as one of us. He seems to be rather strong..." Oboro looked at Shinsui and nodded before standing.
WC: 3140
TWC: 6132
All Missions complete
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