"In your case, we are all emotionless tools that shouldn't question orders." As the woman known as the Fifth Hokage spoke, Jinzo got the uncanny feeling that she was one prone to wild outburst. "Murder, no problem." With her swagger and the controlled lackadaisical way in which her movements seemed to drift, he began to wonder in the back of his mind if he'd messed up by actually showing up. Perhaps he should have taken a more 'normal' class on the like, but try as he might, nothing could have prepared him for when the woman quite literally threw a knife at him. "Assassination's, without question." Then she threw a shuriken at him. "Massacre of an orphanage, whatever you say." Followed by a kunai, at which point he yelped like a puppy who'd had their tail stepped on. "Basically, whoever is in power can order anyone whatever he wishes. Like the first Hokage who basically was a tyrannical ruler who sold Leaf to a criminal organization." Stunned, Jinzo looked from the weapons that had been thrown his way to the Hokage, back to the weapons and then back to the Hokage. "I...you can't really mean for me to..." Jinzo wanted to question her sanity but that was a point of contention that was far under the bridge and floating somewhere down the river.
It was clear that she was attempting to teach him a lesson, but having seen more than a few similar minded Jounin and the like spewing the same sort of rhetoric, he wondered why so many constantly came back to the simple, 'scared straight' example. If Jinzo even fractionally attempted to comply, he'd be apprehended before he could think to complete the task. On the other hand, if he attempted to disregard the command and stayed his blade, then he'd be no doubt equally accosted and taught a lesson about knowing when to turn his back on bad orders. Jinzo hadn't seen much of the world but he was pretty sure that life rarely came in such black and white scenarios and yet, the rules of the world were clearly written in indelible ink. To serve was to obey, and to obey was to serve. Kicking at the shuriken and looking between the knife and the kunai, he bent down and reached to grab the kunai. "Using your own definition I am your wielder. I order you to kill Aria here. Seeing her move in such a wasteful fashion has made me sure that she won't be able to survive. So, better get rid of her here."
The Hokage's words rang in his ears like a maddening clashing of symbols. Jinzo didn't want to obey the Hokage, even though she was that, but she'd left him with no moral choice. "I..." he started to mumbled something as he turned to look at Aria as he took in her childlike innocence. She was but a little girl, cute in a way that he could admit without being weird, but nevertheless, a child who was being taught the ways of war before she even fully understood who she was as a person. Tightening his grip on the kunai, Jinzo swallowed hard and looked once more between Asuka and Aria and he blinked back some rising emotion that he didn't want to focus on. He didn't, no, he couldn't...he would comply, just in his own way. "You're the most awesome person that I've ever met!" he started as he turned turned the girl. "You're cool, you're brave, you're smart and you're kind. Everyone loves you and anybody who doesn't, is a fool!" His hand shaking, he turned the kunai, blunt end up, towards the girl and smiled. "Aria, the Hokage would be passing up the opportunity of a lifetime if she didn't take you in! You're a star, and one day, you just might be running this place!" Letting out a nervous laugh, Jinzo cheekily turned towards the apparent bloodthirsty Lady Asuka. "There, I killed her with kindness. Next assignment, please." Perhaps it was by accident or perhaps by design, but the elder shinobi's command had left just enough verbal wiggle room that Jinzo had played with the meaning of the words. He was going to lose something, he knew it, and then he gave the woman the biggest, toothiest smile that he could muster, welcoming, yes, practically begging for whatever came next.
