It was still quiet during the early hours as Yoshihisa made his way towards the gates of the town. Not that he, due to his nocturnal trips minded to head out without much light to guide his steps, nor did he deny the reasons for the local storage house to be supplied at this hour. Stores had to keep their stock well supplied in order to face another day, after all.
On the other hand, the young Shinobi was truly a child of his age, not so deep down inside thinking there might just be that more exciting mission in life than protect a few stashes of beans. Yet he knew that it wasn't the time for him to be requested to run something of a more challenging nature, so as he approached his client he could only praise whatever divine force there was out there that he had at least gotten his hands on something which had the possibility to tingle his senses.
Greetings, Ojisan. I was sent here by the embassy to help you out with your chore.
Perhaps calling this part of his profession a 'chore' wasn't the best course of action, as the man huffed without saying a word in response. Yes, it was in the village's nature at times, so he had learned to live with it. But Yoshihisa still wouldn't mind to be met with a more friendly face every now and then this early on in his career where the chores handed out to him where primarily given by the town folks themselves. Oh well, at least this one was able to help out, he thought to himself as the two of them each started rolling a barrel into town. Not a word was said during their trip through town, and they weren't met by any issues on the way over to make the delivery, aside from a steep ridge here and there.
Both were slightly out of breath from the manual labor, but as Yoshihisa made his way back to the embassy to bring the report of the mission he was glad that he had at least caught something that might have just been a smile on the face of his silent partner. So as the sun threw the first rays of light upon him, he couldn't help but smile himself.
It had been a oddly rich experience..
[MFT]
On the other hand, the young Shinobi was truly a child of his age, not so deep down inside thinking there might just be that more exciting mission in life than protect a few stashes of beans. Yet he knew that it wasn't the time for him to be requested to run something of a more challenging nature, so as he approached his client he could only praise whatever divine force there was out there that he had at least gotten his hands on something which had the possibility to tingle his senses.
Greetings, Ojisan. I was sent here by the embassy to help you out with your chore.
Perhaps calling this part of his profession a 'chore' wasn't the best course of action, as the man huffed without saying a word in response. Yes, it was in the village's nature at times, so he had learned to live with it. But Yoshihisa still wouldn't mind to be met with a more friendly face every now and then this early on in his career where the chores handed out to him where primarily given by the town folks themselves. Oh well, at least this one was able to help out, he thought to himself as the two of them each started rolling a barrel into town. Not a word was said during their trip through town, and they weren't met by any issues on the way over to make the delivery, aside from a steep ridge here and there.
Both were slightly out of breath from the manual labor, but as Yoshihisa made his way back to the embassy to bring the report of the mission he was glad that he had at least caught something that might have just been a smile on the face of his silent partner. So as the sun threw the first rays of light upon him, he couldn't help but smile himself.
It had been a oddly rich experience..
[MFT]