Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Resourcefulness or Something 101 [Tutor]

Omoi Tetsu

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Do work that you believe in, follow your dream, go to a job you can wake up and be excited for; all nonsense motivations. Sometimes - most of the time, even, possibly - doing work was about getting that sweet, sweet paycheque. Although Tetsu had no respect for the teachers in Cloud, going so far as to join classes just to insult the lot of them, here he was, an adult with a freshly polished Chuunin title, having found his whole body weakened from the celebration the night before, leaves stuck to his face and an empty bottle of Kumo's finest still clinging to his sticky hands, ready to follow in the footsteps of those fine educators. 'Why were they sticky?' He was wondering, staring at his hand while he tried to will his body into some kind of motion, then, failing this and realizing why, attempted the insurmountable feat of willing himself to will himself to start moving. A great start to the day thus far. He felt like he was easing into the life of a teacher quite nicely, actually, but he would eventually have to make his way out to do the actual work.

The sky above the boy felt like it was spinning as he made his way to his feet, kicking apart the little makeshift shelter that he had attempted to wedge his way into in the middle of the night. If he could stop his poor spending habits, there was a pretty good chance now that he could use some of the career perks from his recent promotion to upgrade his pathetic stick-and-leaves tent. At the very least, even if he wanted to blow his money on a few unspeakable vices, a couple of pieces of plywood were probably still feasible. On second thought though, maybe he'd just put it off and learn some wood jutsu.

Okay! The boy pushed himself away from the tree he was discharging a few bad memories from and found renewed resolve for the day's milestones that lay ahead of him. He needed a plan, in the loosest sense of the word. Not like a lesson plan, obviously, but more like an idea that would effectively allow him to do the least amount of work without this fact being called to anyone's attention. First of all, obviously, that Anbu mask that the princess from the land of gemstones or whatever gave him would be the very first teacher's accessory that would come in handy. Next, it was five bottles of tequila, and a pencil and paper; the last two of which could probably be picked up from whatever served as a teacher's lounge. With some luck, he'd be able to pull off a little magic trick with those bottles, but time would tell. That was more of a secondary objective, as long as he got paid, he could simply make up the difference for the disappointment.

After the boy had gotten to the academy and finished a little bit of prep work, he went to the front desk to secure a room for his lesson. There was, of course, nothing available, and, more importantly, he had to book a room in advance, and blah blah blah. In other words, the bureaucratic machine had decided, spontaneously, (as it liked to do) that it was going to obstruct him. Well, he was pretty sure he could still tutor someone, and that there was probably nothing that could be done to stop him.

Reluctantly, the boy was handed an entry from a list of people that "ought to be tutored at some point", whatever that meant. Name, picture, address. It probably wasn't worth as much, but it would have to do. The boy made a mental note of where he had hidden his bottles, and began the work of tracking the girl, Akane Mirai, down. Putting on his Anbu mask for good measure, he'd turn up at the girl's door and sternly knock on it, downing a few gulps from his travel-sized hangover cure as he waited for the girl to answer.
 

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Today, Mirai was wearing her usual clothing. Pink top with a black dress on. Her horns sticking out of her pink hair and one black wing out the left of her back. She had her hair over her right eye. She wasn't really doing anything the moment that she had heard the knocking on her door.

She let out a sigh, not really wanting to get up from reading a book that she had bought at a book store nearby. She gave it a couple minutes, reading through the last few paragraphs before the end of the chapter and finally getting up to check on who has been at her door. Peeking through the peephole, she could see what looks like an ANBU. Someone wearing the mask, of hiding who they were. But this one doesn't seem like the one that had recruited her to join the branch, no, this one seems a little bit shorter.

Giving out another sigh, a bit more audible than the last one, she unlocked the door and opened it. She then leaned on the doorway and had her arms crossed, still holding the book that she was reading. She looked at the masked man, and asked, "What?" Mirai wasn't all for small talk, and she can kind of figure out that when a person comes for her, it is usually business. Now, she will just see whatever this guy needs, and then send him on his way.

As the demon girl waited for him to answer, she would think up ways to go about what he needs to be done. Hunting down washed up criminals? Hunting down criminals that are rising to power? A spar? Whatever the case may be, Mirai will do whatever it takes to get the job done.

She absent mindedly started to crack her knuckles, waiting.

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"Amazing," The boy started, confronted with the harshness of the alcohol on his breath, and thankful that it was so... Tightly contained within the mask, "That someone able to somehow graduate from the academy doesn't know not to answer the door to strange, masked men." It wasn't that Tetsu was completely oblivious to the fact that someone outwardly suspicious enough to show up to someone's house with nefarious purposes probably wouldn't be doing so wearing such an obviously suspicious mask, and probably would have also just broken in instead, it was that it was irrelevant. To play the part of an ANBU, or teacher, or both, it was important to first start off from a position of belligerent authority, and to make sure that you arbitrarily pick students apart for silly reasons. He was a student, and very recently even, an examinee, so he knew this part of the game. He didn't want to have to work too hard here, but he was still going to do his job.

"And now you're letting me look into your house and gain intel on you, even though you still don't know anything about me." The boy started moving his head around, trying to get a good enough look into the girl's house to see if she kept the place tidy or not. Not that that was important, but it was good to gain ammunition to insult someone with as early as possible. Before you needed it, ideally. "Unbelievable. Okay, anyway, time for tutoring." He finished plainly. He was kind of getting bored of the interrogation, since it wasn't really going anywhere, and couldn't think of a very dramatic way to introduce why he had shown up at the girl's door. He hoped his introduction was dramatic enough, that it had wooed her in some way. This was a dynamic way to start a class, right? It didn't really matter, he just needed to give her some dumb task to keep her busy, paint on some insightful lesson to why she had done whatever she did in a dumb way, and let the fortunate girl bask in the soft light of his veteran shinobi insights and experiences. Anyway, an hour and a half was probably a good amount of time for the class, and hopefully the mask would allow him to get some shut eye while the girl dug holes or whatever. He'd see how long it took her to get through each task. "Follow me."

Here, understanding the presentation side of things, he made sure to simply turn around and start walking away mysteriously, assured that some combination of intrigue and sense of duty would compel the girl to follow closely. He didn't want to worry too much about it, but he was kind of depending on being able to secure a class, where student retention wasn't quite so important for being able to say you did your job. The boy would walk about ten minutes back into the forest he had emerged from, into a familiarly nondescript clearing. "Alright, here's your test for the day-" The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a shiny rock, placing it carefully on the ground in front of him. "Get this rock from me, and you'll pass our class here, alright?" He didn't want to judge this girl pre-emptively, but it was pretty clear to Tetsu that she was going to fail his task right away. Really, what he needed to think of at this point, is the best way to smugly rub it in her face when the inevitable materialized.
 

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The girl studied the boy as he tried his best to insult her, but to no real effect. "I never went to the academy. Seemed like a waste of time and effort to put into it. I trained elsewhere, with my own ways."

And then he started to look into her house, literally taking note out loud that he can get to know her, before she even knows him. Funnily enough, there wasn't really any pictures or anything to really set her apart of having anyone close. Her house is kept clean, almost bare, even. "Yeah, no, I don't need a stalker. Goodbye." She slammed the door in the masked person's face, hoping they got the message. But she heard him talk about a tutor right before the door closed on his face. Her father had once talked about how to take lessons from anyone, no matter how inane or creepy they might come off as. Because the things they know, might be good enough to make her either use that knowledge, or take it as a lessons learned of never doing what they did.

Reluctantly, Mirai opened the door again and followed cautiously after the random masked person into the Forest. He brought out a rock and set it in front if him and told her to get the rock from him.

She was no idiot, as he might think, as the boy seems to carry himself with a lot of pride and self confidence. It was obvious he had worked to get to where he is. Picking up a small pebble from him won't be as easy of a task as he wants her to think.

"Really? This is how you want to flaunt that you are better than me? By proving that you can prevent me from taking a pebble from you?" Mirai tapped her foot on the ground, subtly where the masked boy was.

At the same time, the demon girl made a quick handseal and sank into the ground before there was nothing left.

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So close, and yet, in the end, the girl just couldn't make the connections she needed to. Tetsu wanted to blame it on the Academy, but as Mirai herself said, she was self-taught. In reality, the boy knew that the academy was just the outcome of the culture in the shinobi world; a culture that seemed to require the development of an endless stream of obedient losers, and whether they survived or not was apparently a secondary concern. Still, the girl wasn't completely hopeless, at least. "Flaunt? Are you gonna get pissy like this with an enemy that's stronger than you, or are you dumb enough to think that they'll all come out to meet you at or below your current skill level?" The boy knelt down to pick the rock up that he had placed on the ground, walking to a nearby tree to begin slowly walking up it, before turning to face the earth. Was the girl just hoping he wasn't familiar with the technique? Well, he couldn't fault her too much for her desperation, she wasn't totally wrong about her assessment of the situation. She wasn't completely right either, but her frustration was understandable.

It was a little bit odd, now that the boy was taking the time to think about it, that this kid had stopped herself from slamming her door in his face. No explanation, no begrudging complaint, just a complete one-eighty on her decision. If she was worried about being obedient, it didn't show in her behaviour up to that point; no, it was instead almost like some lightbulb had flipped on in her mind, triggered by some thought or realization that she was only now accepting reluctantly. Tetsu couldn't quite piece it together, but it was... peculiar to see someone acting against their own instincts. "Ready to pop out yet?" He taunted the girl, sliding the rock snugly into his pants pocket to make it's capture even more difficult for her.

If he was being completely honest with himself, the boy was kind of looking forward to a day of taunting his student by the time he made his way out to the forest. His hangover cure, combined with the brisk forest walk, seemed to be working it's magic, and the boy was actually beginning to enjoy himself, although... He wasn't really enjoying the insults as much as he felt he could have. Maybe he was just off his game a little, but there was something about kicking this girl when she was down that didn't quite have the same appeal as it normally would have. And no, it wasn't because Mirai was pathetic or sad or shy, although it was possible she was all three of those things, the boy knew himself well enough to know that he could still get a kick out of punching down. In any case, he was still entertained, and wasn't that what was most important in the pursuit of one's career?
 

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Underneath the ground, the girl smirked about the masked person's comment on her talking about him flaunting his own power. If only he knew the actual meaning of what she had meant, because what she is thinking is actually the exact opposite of what came out of his mouth.

But at least he wasn't as much of an idiot as he was portraying earlier. Going up to high ground, where it would be hard to surprise him. A small bird landed nearby the masked guy, chirping. But to his right, was something else. Stones came from out of the ground shooting up at him, whether or not these stone bullets hit is a mystery.

Mirai knows the best strategy for something like this is to slow play it. Patience is key when fighting an enemy stronger than her own self. But Mirai is also not very patient and wants to see what the masked person will do.

She had let a few seconds passed, before finally showing herself, striking the tree with breaking force.

"You have the wrong idea. I'm not getting 'pissy' about being challenged by someone stronger than me. It's just that you decided to make this as some sort of game that I don't like. Wasting your potential by playing with a rock making someone else try to get it from you." The demonic girl was moreso poking at his theoretical buttons, testing him to see if he would lose his cool.

She then performed some handseals and lightning came to her hands as she pointed it at the masked one, Lightning Torrent. It shot over to where the the masked person was, but it had missed him fairly easily. She showed no emotion seeing as how she had missed. Her father had taught her to never show emotions, not even if she fails or succeeds in something.

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The boy leaned forward, allowing himself to fall into an almost graceful roll as the stone bullets flew past his hair. They were close, alright, but not close enough to really make him sweat. Maybe he shouldn't be taunting what turned out to be an opponent of his by basically telling them what he expected, but the difference in ability between the two shinobi was not far off of that between a talentless adult and a toddler. The girl was impressive for her level, without question, but it would be a little while yet before she was anything truly threatening to the most dangerous sorts of people (of which, Tetsu liked to count himself among their ranks). The chirping bird almost made him miss an attack so small, but he had learned long ago how to separate the sounds of objects well enough to see them separately at different volumes.

In a moment after the boy had pinpointed the girl's position, she made her presence a little more obvious and went in for a more dangerous attack. It was a nice follow up, the stone bullets to get your opponent moving, and then coming in with the real attack before that target has enough time to really catch their footing. The girl wasn't dumb, she was just slow, and wasn't really pushing past where she needed to be mentally. And yes, the boy was enjoying basking in the glory of beating this girl who wasn't technically even an academy student. He needed some kind of ego boost after the miserable exam he had just gone through, after all. "You don't even know what game you're playing, you can hardly say you don't like it." The boy smirked smugly after finishing another roll from diving away from the girl's more serious attack. Surely, the fact that he wasn't yet using any ninjutsu should have been sufficient in their own right as taunts, but it couldn't hurt to rub a little more salt in as he did his utmost to bully the girl and get a bit of a response from her.

Her tone, while a bit vague, almost sounded like she was disappointed that the two weren't actually fighting seriously to test the girl's strength. Was he understanding that correctly? She'd know by this point that she'd stand no chance in her current state in a test like that, and the girl didn't particularly strike him as a masochist. Maybe it was the naivety possessed by a person who had never really felt what it was like to be punched in the face (or worse), but there was... Something a little odd about this one. He'd be lying if he said the girl had no hope as a serious shinobi; something told him that she was the type who would eventually die young in a mission, but not for incompetence, but for some eagerness in throwing herself in ever more dangerous circumstances. "You're not so stupid that you still think you can actually land any of those lame techniques, are you?" Maybe she was a thrill seeker. It didn't really feel like it fit, but it was a nice placeholder in the absence of information that may be needed to form a more complete picture. Not that Tetsu was dying to know more about the girl, but he needed something here to keep himself entertained, and the girl had kept herself at enough of a distance that a nice backhand to show her her failure more directly probably wasn't going to offer itself as an entertainment possibility without putting the work in that would steal the humor from it.

"I'll tell you what," The boy pulled out his travel flask, unscrewing it to take a healthy gulp of his "home" brew, before tucking it snugly back into his pocket and pulling out the shiny rock again, tossing it repeatedly up in the air to try and taunt Mirai with it, "I'll give you one more chance to get it. Let's see if you're not completely hopeless."
 

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Mirai studied the situation at hand. The boy really seemed to outclass her. Did she really mind that? Not really. An almost scary smile came upon her face as she had studied the situation long enough. The boy was too proud. Too full of himself to think she can do a whole lot. That would be his downfall.

She weaved through her next set of hand seals a bit more faster than before. There was three poofs of smoke and now four Mirai's stood in front of the boy instead of just one.

"How about enough beating your chest and start to have some actual fun for once." The girls said plainly, almost without any emotions, in unison.

They all then charged right at him, but before any could really move in to touch him, they feinted out, testing the waters, so to say. One Mirai charged right at him, while two had their one wing, each, spread to block his veiw of the third. And then a rupture in the ground, as the one charging at him suddenly changed course to avoid the rupture coming from the one behind the other two. Orbital Strike to the ground.

As the one that feinted, dropped back down to the other three Mirai's, the real one stepped forward and released the clone justsu, making her other selves going Poof!

Her crimson eyes bore right into the mask if the boy in front of her. "So tell me. Did something ever feel... Off to you? How a bird was singing at completely the worst time, of how it almost messed you up on your reaction. How that lightning torrent was a far more easy to dodge than used to? And how me and my clones seemed to not really attack you in a sense?" There was something slightly different about the girl's appearance. But a skillful, eagle eyed shinobi would see that there was a bulge in her pants pocket, something that wasn't there before, that seems suspiciously to be the shape of a rock, how there seems to be almost some sort of light coming from her pocket.

"Well? Are you going to check where you put it last? That is, if you even have it."

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"Well? Are you going to check where you put it last? That is, if you even have it."

The boy had made his way up the branches of the tree he had been using as his prop for the fight as a plume of dust rose, and then started to clear, where the girl had struck the earth. For a moment, he was even worried about the attack, until the end, where something went a bit wonky. "Of course not. Well, I suppose I will shortly though, out of necessity, but you never really want to do what your opponent asks." He hadn't seen the glowing bulge in the girl's pocket, otherwise he would have made an inappropriate comment, but he could feel the weight of the stone still on him, "I'm not sure what your plan is, but the rock's harder to snatch when it's in my pocket, right?" It didn't matter, in the end, what the girl had planned, although he could have entertained the fight all day, and she probably would have come up with a tactic that worked sooner or later, or at least she'd have a shot at him slipping up. He could have, but he had basically seen all that he needed to to make his assessment. "You know, I want to give you the benefit of the doubt and say that maybe I should have made this test a little more clear, but you yourself are saying things that would qualify as hints, if you'd only listen to the words you're saying." The boy started slowly walking down the tree, and, although he was concluding the fight here, knew he needed to keep his guard up in case the girl had tried to attack him while he was vulnerably monologuing.

"You accuse me of chest thumping because you're incapable of looking at this interaction in any way but the one you've been conditioned to see it as, and that's your weakness. You should have known very early on that I was too strong for you to face directly, but if you had simply asked for the rock, I would have given it to you. And even if you thought that that would be too easy, you could have tried bribing me for it. Both long shots, maybe, but fighting was the least likely option, by far, to result in the outcome you needed to get." Tetsu was obviously aware of the disadvantage he'd put Mirai in. No genin, AiT, or MiT was going to pass a test like this, but, as the saying goes, you don't learn anything from winning. "You're going to be a strong shinobi one day, Mirai." The boy brushed his hair back, wiping away some of the sweat that was only now accumulating "They die a lot, wondering how weaker people managed to get the drop on them. Use your brain instead, huh? That's a big fat F for you." The boy slid his hands into his pockets and started to walk away, pulling out the stone and tossing it into the air as he hummed a little tune. "I'm going to the school to retrieve something I left behind here, you can come along if you want to redeem yourself, otherwise I'll see you around." And with that, he'd lift his hand up in the air to wave goodbye, and head back to the school to retrieve his alcohol.
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OOC: Class dismissed, thanks for taking part! If you want to continue, you'll have three more posts and a chance at a pass in front of you. Just RP following Tetsu to the school in this thread. Otherwise, saiyonara, hope you liked it, and [topic left]
 

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