From Shinobi To Maids [Shinku][Mission]

The Second Crimson Princess

Cleaning had never felt like a chore to Shinku, more like a civic duty since she was allowed to remain in the village with the blessing of the Mizukage, despite the fact that her origins and whereabouts prior to her arrival in Kiri hadn’t really come up. Even if they had, she doubt that she would had been able to answer those questions since she had never bothered to take note of where she was, when she was there, what she was doing there, who she was there with, and why she was there. They were just questions that she hadn’t felt the need to ask since she wasn’t really all that concerned with the who, what, when, where, and why aspects of things so long as she got to play a game. Her sister would probably know more than her, but her sister wasn’t really the sort of person that was prepared to share information about her upbringing under the Gremlin Project, and Shinku really couldn’t blame her. To be frank, she didn’t wish to talk about the project either, though not out of guilt, no just about every ounce of remorse she had possessed had been squeezed out of her. But she didn’t want to talk about the Gremlin Project because people would look at her in an entirely different light, and thus she didn’t care much about the opinions of those outside of her circle, it was still good to ensure that the villagers thought you to be good.

So without being told to, Shinku had kept her mouth shut about the Gremlin Project, doing well to not spill a single detail about it since the last thing she needed was a scolding from her sister. But that didn’t matter much at the moment, especially since what the Shurajo sisters were doing at the moment had nothing to do with what they had become accustomed to, and thus were in no danger of changing public opinion of them. Her sister always said that they had an image to maintain, and Shinku would certainly maintain that image, a good idea if she ever had one. So despite the fact that like Chikara she would rather be slaughtering an enemy of Kirigakure, she would humbly clean the entrance to Kiri and the outskirts of the village.

But she could understand why her sister completed these task begrudgely. Low pay, hard labor, a lack of sleep, and not the sort of person who liked picking up after people, cleaning duty was everything her sister despised in a mission. So being bombarded with such missions really wasn’t helping her mood, nor that of her dark-haired pup Kurisu, both being quite similar though one was much more lethargic than the other. Shinku kind of felt sorry for the two, as did her light-haired pup Arisu, the white-haired wolf being much like Shinku though more prone to listening to the commands of Chikara. With her ability to change interest in a split second, as well as wonder off without so much as a word, keeping an eye on Shinku, and also keeping her on task was quite hard for her sister to do. Sad part of the entire thing was that Shinku wasn’t doing it on purpose, she just couldn’t help but see whatever caught her interest and drop whatever had lost her interest. She was working on it though, for not only the sake of her sister, but for Kurumi’s, Arisu’, Kurisu’s, and her’s as well. She had been tasked with the primary care of Arisu, but if she couldn’t give Arisu her utmost attention, well than she truly couldn’t call herself the pup’s primary caregiver.

She sighed, eyes glancing at her sister who was now coming back to clean up, having forced herself to take a break earlier since she was exhausted thanks to all the missions the two had done over the week. There really wasn’t much left to do, for Arisu and herself had taken care of most, but just to make sure, they combed over the area, picking up a stray wrapper or whatever and stuffing it into the garbage bag before deeming that the areas to be clean. And thus, they went home.

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