Well, the thing is that it's not just cleaning, it's cleaning in a ninja village. Ie they all have to be trusted to enter your homes and look at and potentially through your shit.

The same way that even janitors in the real world have to get clearances for certain employers/work locations. There's a bar to entry that you don't want them all deciding to go do something else.
I do think that if Naruto actually tried to obsolete an entire trade overnight, he would find himself having several very uncomfortable conversations with Konoha administration, at the very least.
The reality is that we're not just talking about screwing over a few big wigs, he'd be putting hundreds of workers out of the job, and there's also definitely clients that would rather not hire a 12 year old WMD to clean their house. I sincerely doubt the Hyuuga - if they hire anyone at all, doubt it - are hiring him.

While probably not explicitly illegal in Konoha, it doesn't have to be. Suddenly monopolizing an entire industry - one that has significant security concerns - and tearing it apart so its run by just one person without any employees, is a very good way to find yourself in a room with an Ibiki who's got quite a few questions. There's also the fact that the Hokage would be wondering why he's rejecting so many damn missions to assassinate a clone of Naruto.

If Naruto was to take over the industry completely without pissing off massive swaths of the administration, I imagine it would take years of effort and at some point, someone important would sit him down and say "No Naruto, you need to hire employees. I don't care how good you are alone, you're either hiring employees so there's a failsafe, or you're never leaving Konoha again because you went and made yourself too important."

That being said.
I could easily see some civilians staring down the fucking Kyuubi threatening to ruin their lives, and thinking it's a credible threat.
Especially when that bastard is a registered ninja, who likely has some immunity to the rules.
 
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Especially when that bastard is a registered ninja, who likely has some immunity to the rules.
We're wandering deep into fanon territory here, but there's a possibility that all businesses have ninja owners/partners/backers at the tippy top, as their condition for existing. Most of them are hands off and just collect a % for basically allowing the business to exist.

(If we want to go EVEN DEEPER and start wandering into Bad Fanon territory, the businesses are all owned by Utatane and Mitokado, who long enriched themselves at the village's expense.)
 
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There's also the fact that the Hokage would be wondering why he's rejecting so many damn missions to assassinate a clone of Naruto.
Why would he be rejecting the missions? It's not like anyone's trying to take out the original and unleash the Nine-Tails on Leaf. If somebody successfully takes out a Naruto clone, the only consequences are that the village gets mission money and Naruto gets knocked out by a clone he's kept running too long. Then he just makes a replacement and the village gets more and more mission money until the rival cleaners figure out the obvious and give up.

Edit: I am assuming here that the Hokage has the basic degree of common sense to treat Naruto clones as ninjutsu effects rather than Leaf citizens/registered ninja, because the amount of headaches from that would be unimaginable.
 
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We're wandering deep into fanon territory here, but there's a possibility that all businesses have ninja owners/partners/backers at the tippy top, as their condition for existing. Most of them are hands off and just collect a % for basically allowing the business to exist.

(If we want to go EVEN DEEPER and start wandering into Bad Fanon territory, the businesses are all owned by Utatane and Mitokado, who long enriched themselves at the village's expense.)
It's a fanfiction thread, it's okay to go deep into fanon as long as you recognize it's fanon and aren't asserting it as fact.
I've never had any problems with anyone going "There's actually this fanon theory that I think is sound, that contradicts what you've asserted."

I've had problems with people going "This is how things are and you're wrong!"

I actually think any big business in Konoha likely does have a few Ninja, if not at the backing, under their employ.
But when it's the Kyuubi brat, there's a very real chance your ninja tells you to fuck off for even trying.

I dunno, as I said, this Canon-Side story has a bit of an "iffy" on the canon word. The only parts of it that will for sure come up in story, is Naruto having a lot of money without much to spend it on. Sakura wants his help, but she'd get mad at him if he just deposited millions into her account or Wave. There comes a point where you're not helping your friend, you're doing it for them.
She would however, probably be pretty happy to find out there's that much money available if it turns out she absolutely needs it. There's a difference, that I'm not sure either of them grasp.
Poor siblings...

It's just, way too "it worked out because I needed it too" it feels awkward and self indulgent, and while this story isn't ground in gritty realism too often, I do try to create a line. So I'm keeping it labeled as a canon-side story, but if someone was like "No", I wouldn't blame them, and I don't intend for the characters to come up outside of maybe another side story.
Why would he be rejecting the missions? It's not like anyone's trying to take out the original and unleash the Nine-Tails on Leaf. If somebody successfully takes out a Naruto clone, the only consequences are that the village gets mission money and Naruto gets knocked out by a clone he's kept running too long. Then he just makes a replacement and the village gets more and more mission money until the rival cleaners figure out the obvious and give up.

Edit: I am assuming here that the Hokage has the basic degree of common sense to treat Naruto clones as ninjutsu effects rather than Leaf citizens/registered ninja, because the amount of headaches from that would be unimaginable.
Correction, the Hokage wonders why he's been accepting so many assassinate Naruto clone missions lately.
 
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@Sendicard okay now that you mention it, monopolizing people assassinating Naruto clones sounds like a really viable D/C rank mission to give genin. You get a willing nin who's fine with getting popped, new nin get to practice in a safe environment, and Naruto gets to practice his henge in addition to sneaking better.
 
@Sendicard okay now that you mention it, monopolizing people assassinating Naruto clones sounds like a really viable D/C rank mission to give genin. You get a willing nin who's fine with getting popped, new nin get to practice in a safe environment, and Naruto gets to practice his henge in addition to sneaking better.
GENIN: If you're satisfied with my assassination technique, please leave a review. [stab]

NARUTO: Huh, that one used a disguised pitfall trap. Not very original, but flawless execution. Four stars.
 
We're wandering deep into fanon territory here, but there's a possibility that all businesses have ninja owners/partners/backers at the tippy top, as their condition for existing. Most of them are hands off and just collect a % for basically allowing the business to exist.

(If we want to go EVEN DEEPER and start wandering into Bad Fanon territory, the businesses are all owned by Utatane and Mitokado, who long enriched themselves at the village's expense.)
Depends, as mentioned, if he actually went for a monopoly rather than just competing unfairly said backers would certainly move, but moving against Naruto openly over something as petty as wage rates would be too spicy.

At most they'd just make Naruto have to charge as per a similar menial D rank, which should restore status quo
 
When All Else Fails - Omake by OfficialDcyphr
When All Else Fails... a Sakura Omake

A cough lingered in the air, the sound openly grating on everyone's ears. A horrible, nails-on-chalkboard sound which reverberated through the air, but no one's attention was on the man who sounded deathly. Everyone was focused on a board of shuffling names, baited breaths catching as it spelled out two names to compete against one another. Haruno Sakura and Sabaku no Gaara.

The members of Team 8 remembered the past event in the forest. How said Gaara character killed a team of shinobi from rain. Their namesake became synonymous with hell when their bodies were covered in a tsunami of sand, then were subsequently crushed into a fine paste of bone and blood. They were dropped to the hard dirt ground to join with the errant leaves and carnivorous insects. Corpse flowers glistened under the shower of remains, further permeating the landscape with a cruel stench of hastened rigor mortis. The black-haired member of team 8, Hyuga Hinata, grabbed at her stomach as she knelt and vomited on the second-floor balcony of the tower. Her sensei's red eyes quickly darted to her in concern as she grabbed the girl's shoulders and spun her around, but her young charge wasn't even focused on her. The girl's lilac eyes were wide in fear and panic, and as the red-eyed woman looked at her other students, they, too, were frozen in fear as their eyes landed on the Suna shinobi.

Said child was slowly enveloping himself with sand. It was pulling from the gourd on his back and converging on his skin, then breaking the layers of his body apart. It was a rather unsettling sight as the boy vanished as if he was being de-pixelated. With her teammates openly looking at her in alarm, Sakura's green eyes were focused solely on the writing following the disappearing boy. The glowing numbers and statistics made her want to shrink in on herself. Her light olive green eyes trailed the fading digits with horror as the game showed her just what nightmare she'd be up against.

'This… this can't be real,' she thought.

Even her inner persona, weakened it may be, was shrieking in terror. Even with the miniscule jump in strength her inner mind gave her, the numbers of the boy… and even his level alone… were more than enough to take out her entire team. The only one who could defeat the boy were three members in the room around her. The Hokage, a man named Maito Gai, and her own sensei.

'His HP alone is ten times my own, and his chakra… how can he have half the chakra capacity of Naruto?! The only thing lower than mine is his mental statistic… Wait…'

Sakura, against her better judgement, looked closer at the boy. A rather startling 1 mental level stared back at her. Her own mental stat ran 101 times higher than the boy's, yet everything else he had was 5x to 100x her own. She very nearly gave up, but she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to look right.

She found a pair of calculating blue eyes, but that couldn't be right. Naruto always looked happy-go-lucky, but here and now, he was looking at her opponent with a like-minded appearance. Like he could feel the same emotions as the boy who'd just now pixelated in sand on the stadium floor. She felt him squeeze her shoulder a little too roughly, but she weathered the storm. Seeing her teammate react the way he had put her on edge more than before, but her thoughts turned sour as Naruto lightly pushed her forward. She still wasn't close to him in strength especially after he stopped a damn snake summon in the forest, so his small push sent her ass-over-teakettle over the second-floor railing.

'Perhaps I was too hasty in stopping myself from hitting him,' she thought forlornly as she slammed flat onto the unforgiving concrete floor.

Her blond-haired teammate was rubbing the back of his head and mumbling out an apology to their sensei as he was being admonished for reckless endangerment of her. That alone made her forget her other dilemma as everyone lost track of the homicidal and raging Suna shinobi and laughed at her misfortune. She could feel her suppressed anger rising in her chakra as she thought back to the times Naruto had been more than just an idiot after she stopped hitting him.

She dragged herself to her feet gingerly, wincing at the soreness in her knees and forehead. Of course, one of her biggest faults as a kid became a protector when she saw the dent left in the ground where her forehead impacted.

Forehead. Billboard brow. Forehead girl. Theatre screen head.

Her memories of those days reared their ugly head as her eyes darkened in anger. She could feel the chakra in her coils hiss angrily as her inner persona reared its ugliness again. She had long since absorbed it for the most part, leaving it a crying mess in the back of her mind, but it turns out she was wrong. She had just pushed it away to focus on her own improvement. She couldn't even see the proctor of the exam raise his arm to begin the match.

She was currently engrossed in watching her dexterity, agility, strength, and constitution rise beyond her opponent's, but at the same time, her mental dipped horrendously as did her control and chakra. She was stumbling around her mindscape as her body subconsciously broke in adrenalized anger. Gaara's sand burst up around himself in a shield at the same time tendrils shot towards her stock still form. Everyone watched with dread as the sand covered Sakura's body. Before her sensei could leap over the railing to save her, she threw a single punch forward. The speed alone broke through the sand encasing her, but the strength and chakra released proved pivotal to her assault. A ludicrous cylinder of wind erupted from her fist and tore through Gaara's sand shield and tore a line of skin off his cheek. It ripped into the concrete side walls and blitzed through the forest's trees, leaving hole after hole through multiple meter thick trunks.

Her anger was hot and tiresome, steaming from her skin and leaving her exhausted beyond belief. As her mental stat went back up, she saw the drain on her chakra coils. She didn't even have the strength to raise an eyebrow in alarm as she saw five percent remaining. She did cringe internally as Gaara's voice pierced the air with an agonizing scream. Thin rivers of blood escaped the cut on his right cheek.

"My blood?" He questioned as he looked down at the blood coating the tips of his fingers.

He grabbed his head as he let out another scream.

"MY BLOOD?!"

Sakura felt the blood under her skin chill to near ice as piloerection bled across her body in waves of trepidation. She barely had time to react as spikes of sand burst all around her and converged on her shaking form. She could only look at the red-haired boy and the weird tattoo on his forehead. A random, dumb thought spread inside her mind as she brought a hand up to her lips and blew out a kiss at the boy. She didn't even comprehend why she did it, but something inside her told her it was the right idea.

She laughed bitterly, but it died forcefully as the chakra in the sand ripped away, showering the poor girl in the smelliest rain of all time. She was bewildered for all of a second before she passed out and began falling backwards. People did jump off the balcony in fear as the sand once again seemingly covered her body, but they were all left speechless as it turned into a stretcher of sorts. The confusion adorning everyone's faces became bemusement as the sand shield around Gaara's body morphed into two hands with their index fingers pointed at one another. Their thoughts were taken over by images of the lilac-eyed girl when she talked with their resident dumb blond. The sand fingers, like her pale ones, were tapping uncontrollably against one another. Even the boy was looking at Sakura in embarrassment as his cheeks flushed the same colour as Sakura's hair.

"Huh," Kakashi mumbled. "She just charmed him."
 
Chapter 45 - Arc 4 - Brawling in the Streets: A look to the boys.
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Patreon just got 66, Sakura's bullshit as always. Patreon is 7 weeks ahead, so you know, Sonya's in the discord dabbing on all the public people.

Also we got our first submission to the Omake challenge yesterday, feel free to head over there and make more.
Do it for the love. Omake Challenge

All jokes aside, enjoy the chapter. Today we looking at the boiiiiiiizzzz!



"Sasuke, take front!" Naruto shouts as a dozen clones jump on the monstrosity trying to eat their brains, or body, or whatever it is giant snakes eat. It's huge, huge might be an understatement, Naruto's never seen something living that's so big and he's pretty sure it's not going to be the biggest thing he meets in this forest. Boss fights don't normally act as the opener.

Its scales alone are bigger than his head, and it's got thousands of them layering up and down its body in all directions. They're cerulean, they remind him a lot of Sakura's eyes back before she got possessed by a demon sword and now walks the mortal coil looking for souls to devour.

"I can't take front, I die when I die!" Sasuke shouts back at him, jumping over the snake's tail as it lashes out at him.

"My clones aren't infinite, Sasuke!" Naruto shouts back, "they die when they die too!"

"Your clones are too infinite!" A kunai bounces off the monster, so he takes a move from Sakura's book and charges it with fire chakra before stabbing into it again. It'll damage his poor kunai, but he's got thousands at home sitting in a box, he can lose a couple to the Forest of Death, as he's sure this won't be the last time he does this.

"Got it!" Sasuke shouts as the creature lunges towards Naruto. He has to hold on tight to the blade, because the air pressure against him alone from such a powerful movement sends him back and down its body. Luckily the knife that's embedded in it is red hot and steaming, so it cuts through the scale and flows down its body with him. His grip is firm and unfettered by the heat, protecting his hands with fire chakra is as easy as breathing for him, it's not his fault it was so difficult for Sakura.

With an open hole in the beast, he sets his feet down firmly, and uses the tree walking technique they learned back in Wave to power up his grip. He's happy to see it works, as he's learned during training it's hard to use on skin, but something as hard as these scales make it a cinch.
"Ready!" He shouts at Naruto, before with a quick set of hand seals, he's pouring fire into its open wound, focusing all his efforts on cooking the thing alive inside.

It thrashes hard, testing his grip with all its might, before as suddenly as it began it stops. He feels it drop into the dirt, and the shockwaves flow up his legs, making it harder to hold on. "Jeez." He looks up from the creature to watch Naruto's pop from flames shooting out the beast's mouth, and the original Naruto wiping sweat from his forehead. He did warn him, not his fault.

"Alright." Sasuke grunts, before depositing a kunai in his pouch, and pulling out a stone, a stick, and a little bit of grass to tie it all together. He starts cutting, slowly, and deliberately, working around the scales sucks.

"Why not use a Kunai?" Naruto groans as his steps take him to Sasuke's side, watching the jagged cuts, as well as the sprays of gore the poorly crafted knife is unnecessarily causing.

"Kakashi's trying to teach us how to live off the forest, if we use Kunai to butcher our meat, he'll probably show up and torture us as a lesson."

"He's already going to show up and torture us." Naruto says, "I think he broke my arm last time…"

"Your fault for healing so fast he can go all out with you," Sasuke says, knowing damn well Kakashi's hitting Naruto harder than him. It's obvious that the man is holding back with him. When Kakashi hits him there aren't shockwaves, when Kakashi hits Naruto, there are. "It's pretty clear he's not trying to find us very hard, or we would never last more than the hour he gives us," Sasuke says after a second. "He's probably watching us right now, waiting for us to fail some criteria of hiding that he can use as an excuse to come down and lecture us."

"You think he's that clever?" Naruto asks, "I mean, he's not-ommfff!"

"Hi, Kakashi." Sasuke grunts, working through a bit of muscle with both arms forcing it. He barely takes note of Naruto flailing in the man's arms, a hand over his mouth, the other focused on choking the life out of him with an arm crushing his windpipe. "Could I at least finish cutting this up?"

"Nope, consider that a part of your recovery hour." Kakashi asserts.





"This is ridiculous." Naruto groans, jumping from branch to branch while looking down at all the massive monsters below and trying to figure out quite how much of a fight they'd put up. "We weren't that bad to Sakura, were we?"

"No, we weren't," Sasuke agrees with him, secretly doing the same thing Naruto is, "but we weren't very nice either. Girls care about that."

"This seems excessive for not being nice." Naruto points out with a wrinkle of his nose and a growl at his features. "It's gotta be more than that, since when has Kakashi cared about being nice?"

"It is more," Sasuke agrees, "we're making her hesitate, that's bad for the team."

"She's the one whose first instinct is to stab people." Naruto's face contorts into quite a green one. "I didn't see that coming back when I liked her."

"You don't anymore?" Sasuke asks.

"Well, um, not in the same way. It's different now." Naruto admits, frowning at the lack of a good answer. How does he feel? Why is it different? Is it just the violence? It can't be, she was violent back then! Worse, the violence back then was directed at him!

"I think, whatever Kakashi is trying to say, is something we're supposed to learn here," Sasuke says, "he's crazy but he's also lazy. This is a lot of work for him. He's not just getting his rocks off."

"What does that even mean?" Naruto asks, only to see the raven-haired boy shrug.

"We should probably get some rest." Sasuke asserts after a moment, coming to a stop on a tall branch high in the air.

"You're tired?" Naruto asks.

"No, but I will be in twelve hours when Kakashi won't let us sleep," Sasuke says, "let's use the time. Make some clones."




"How do you think Sakura's doing?" Naruto's question lingers in the air for a long moment, almost acidic and insidious. The kinds of thoughts such a question brings aren't suited for darting through a forest like this, and yet they don't go away after they're spoken. They can't leave, the thought of Sakura and her likely predicaments roam rent-free in their heads.

"Poorly." Sasuke mumbles, before they both bristle at the sound of Naruto's laughter escaping unbidden. "Be quiet."

"Sorry, sorry, it's just, I'm more worried about her teammates than her." Naruto laughs to himself. "They're going to panic so hard the first time she gets hurt!"

"I do worry about that," Sasuke admits, visibly uncomfortable. It's clear to anyone who could see that he's not used to feeling compassion yet, not of that kind anyway. "For both of them. What if someone who doesn't know tries to put her out of her misery after something happens?"

That thought sours both their moods in an instant, before Naruto breaks the ice again, "I'm sure they'll mostly just be super freaked out and go through a bunch of medical supplies and effort only to be mad in the morning."

"Probably." Sasuke agrees coolly, taking a deep breath-

"Grruaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Before the sound of a roar breaks through the depressing air, and catches both of their attention.

Naruto dives to the side just in time to avoid a massive bear that jumps from the trees. It's colossal and breaks the tension created as easily as it breathes, which might be slightly hard given how huge its lungs probably are. "I guess it's time to fight," Sasuke says out of nowhere, already readying hand seals.

"Are you crazy? We can't fight this thing!" Naruto shouts, summoning a dozen clones out of thin air on a hair's breadth of time.

"We fought a vampire." Sasuke argues, already moving to shoot a fireball the likes of which this bear's never seen. "I don't see the issue." With a deep breath-
He exhales and bathes this part of the artificial forest in flame.



"That was loud." Kakashi scolds them over their still bodies. Their groans give him the info that they're still alive, which is all that matters to him. "You couldn't kill it any quieter?"

"It started the fight at top volume!" Naruto shouts from his place under Kakashi's foot.

"Then you should have killed it before it did that." Kakashi points out, kicking him again, lighter this time though. Just a bit lighter… "You allowed a giant bear to sneak up on you because you were too preoccupied with your conversation. If it had been a ninja of even Sakura's calibur you'd both be dead."

"What about Sasuke's?" Naruto asks.

"You might be tied up, and then Sakura would have to save you," The cyclops teases, "you couldn't even beat yourselves as preoccupied with your concerns as you are. The entire point of this training is to put a stop to that. You will not be a burden on this team by the time she gets back, whether that's because I killed you and you're not on the team anymore, or because you learned, is yet to be seen."
"We messed up," Sasuke admits, "don't be so dramatic."

Kakashi has very little to say to that, simply observing the two boys trying to crawl to safety.

"Well, you have an hour to recover, during that time I'll watch over you. Then you have an hour to get hiding again and rest if you can manage it. I'll be right here waiting." He says before disappearing into thin air.

"The bear yelled, not me…" Naruto groans from his place on the ground.

"Shut up dumbass, that's half of the problem." Sasuke mumbles into the dirt.

"Do you think we survive?" Naruto asks, "he seems serious about all this."

"I think he sends a convenient medical ninja our way every few days that happens to be passing through," Sasuke answers, taking a deep breath, "and the rest is on us."

"Mnn… that sounds like him. I bet we're supposed to take notes and the ninja stops showing up halfway through." Naruto groans.

"Mnn…"
 
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or whatever it is giant snakes eat
Question 1 of worldbuilding: What do they eat?

Boss fights don't normally act as the opener.
Oh dear the gamer speak is spreading.

now walks the mortal coil looking for souls to devour.
I mean, if you can eat souls…

What if someone who doesn't know tries to put her out of her misery after something happens?"

That thought sours both their moods in an instant, before Naruto breaks the ice again, "I'm sure they'll mostly just be super freaked out and go through a bunch of medical supplies and effort only to be mad in the morning."
A problem that can be so easily solved by proper communication.

"I think he sends a convenient medical ninja our way every few days that happens to be passing through," Sasuke answers, taking a deep breath, "and the rest is on us."

"Mnn… that sounds like him. I bet we're supposed to take notes and the ninja stops showing up halfway through." Naruto groans.
Maybe he would stop being so creatively sadistic if you stopped giving him ideas.

A nice chapter but somewhat 'things continue as they have been'. While there is nothing wrong with that, in moderation, it is hard to care much when the other route is in the middle of something.
 
A nice chapter but somewhat 'things continue as they have been'. While there is nothing wrong with that, in moderation, it is hard to care much when the other route is in the middle of something.
Yeah, this arc has a lot of experimentation in it.
Doing two stories at once like this was a part of it, luckily I kinda realized that at most, half the chapter should be about Naruto and Co after this chapter, and even then it should be rarer.

I think this is the last time this happens.
Full chapter other perspectives should 100% be end of arc, or after a big thing, bits.
Had to do it to learn though.

This is my first original arc in the story and by gods were there learning curves.
I'm glad I learned this shit now though, for sure.

I think that phrase "hard to care" is extremely important.
 
Chapter 46 - Arc 4 - Brawling in the Streets: Neji's Plan
I'd been waiting to do this joke for 2 months when I wrote this for Patreon, 7 weeks ago.
So you can fucking imagine, that if I don't get at least one reaction, I'ma lose it.

Friendly reminder that Patreon is 7 weeks ahead, you're getting outdated jokeeeeesssss!
Enjoy the Sunday chapter.

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The birds are tweeting, the sky is bright, and the smell of a rural village just coming to life hits Sakura as she sits around downstairs. The innkeeper has given her a bowl of stew to chew her morning over with, so she doesn't have a lot to complain about as far as breakfast goes. She had worried that without Haku she might forget to eat, but they're making damn well sure here by shoving food in her face whenever they can. There's a tankard of mead to her side, but she won't be touching that. The alcohol can go to someone else, anyone else, once they get down here.

Looking towards the door, she can admire how it's half off its hinges but still manages to function just fine. The craftsmanship is magnificent, she would like that kind of thing in her village, should Wave ever get off the ground and become a bustling trade hub. It's unlikely anyone but them will be using this establishment anytime soon, and they're getting their stay and food for free for saving their lives, so, this place is probably not long for this world business-wise.

Maybe she'll tip them off that Wave needs a new innkeep? There wasn't one there when she was last there, and a quick check of her system tells her that they are in fact missing an inn. She'll wait until they're about to leave to mention it, when the others aren't watching. The least she wants is to be accused of treason for stealing someone from a Konoha village. Wave, technically doesn't count as one, even if she's a Konoha ninja and it's hers.

But if they're already going to go out of business, what's the harm?

Tenten sits beside her quite suddenly, spooking her from her thoughts, and Neji steals her mead without so much as a word. It seems he doesn't want her drinking any more than she wants to drink. That does of course mean he's also drinking his tankard a few moments later when his meal and mead are delivered for the morning. If she didn't know any better, she'd say that the way he's drinking it without a thought implies he might have a drinking problem.

Probably not, there isn't exactly a lot here, but to start the day with two tankards without a word? When on a mission? When leading the mission? Perhaps dealing with Lee and Gai's energy has taken more of a toll on the boy than he's willing to admit. Or, maybe the Hyuuga clan just drinks and her standards are off because she'd only ever had her first sip yesterday and she doesn't plan to have another anytime soon.

"So what are we doing today?" she asks him, "team leader sir?"

"Shop," Neji says simply, looking into his drink with a thoughtful look on his stoic features, "they're likely to ambush us. If we're lucky, we can finish this today by luring them all out."

"If we're not?" Sakura asks.

"This might take weeks. Once they're properly spooked, routing out the individuals is going to take forever, and if we leave they'll just get back to ruining the village the moment we're gone. So, slow investigation and damage control is our job, if we can't finish it today." He sighs to himself, clearly not liking his own answer.

She's actually kind of okay with that. A longer mission means a higher payment, since the village pays by the day on missions like this, with a big bonus for completing the mission. It's an incentive to take your time and be careful and not damage the reputation of Konoha, but since you aren't actually paid until the mission is complete, you still do in fact want to finish it.

Thing is, she's still collecting her stipend, and she still needs to save the money to get herself better gear when she's back home, and even beyond that she'd like to get Haku a better setup, so, any money is good money.





The enemy clearly knows who they are, and what they are, so why go investigating when they seem very eager to make themselves known? Neji's got a good point, and Sakura can't help but relate to it. Attacking her at the inn was a clear indication that they aren't well trained, a better ninja would have disappeared after disarming her suspicions. Or they at least would have tried. That girl just pretended everything was fine before stabbing her. She's happy no one questioned her wounds being missing this morning, ninja have tons of different techniques so, maybe they didn't notice or maybe they didn't care enough to interrogate an ally.

Whatever the case, Lee and Neji are out in one group while she and Tenten are going about in another. Yesterday Neji seemed sympathetic to Tenten's aversion to her but he decided to brook no argument today, so, here they are at a general store looking through all the goods. It's packed to the brim, which is a huge relief for her. Up to this point, she's been comparing it to Wave, but Wave's general store had some dying veggies, a rifle behind the counter, and not much else going for it except an older man with nothing to do with himself except pretending to run a store.

Here, there's an older lady that greeted them politely and told them to take all the time they need. "You think there's anything we need?" Sakura asks, prodding a clay pot with one hand while weighing a water canteen with the other. It's hefty, it might be nice to have a second container specifically designated for water jutsu.

"No." Tenten denies her firmly. "If we needed something we would have packed it."

"He said to shop, not window surf," Sakura points out, "they might know something's up if we don't buy anything."

"They're going to know something's up either way, we're not particularly good at this subterfuge stuff." Tenten refutes.

"You're not particularly good at it, I pretended to be in love with a boy I didn't like for seven years." She drops on her with a deadpan, "I ran a fan club, there's an entire gaggle of fangirls lusting after my femboy roommate because I cultivated their desires so well they couldn't let go when I disbanded the club. I think I can fool a few invaders into thinking I'm blissfully unaware of what's happening around me."

"... Wow," Tenten blinks, looking at her anew. It's nice to feel a little respected, even if she had to lay it out like that to get it. "You planned that?"

"Wha-no, I just, it worked out." Heat hits her cheek, "fine, I'm gonna buy this canteen and then let's hit up the tool store across the street, I bet it's got some nice stuff."






The tool shop has a narrow opening that leads down a long hallway. There are various mannequins made of straw down the hall, which makes it even harder to walk side by side, and the tools they're all 'holding' fill in the space further until Sakura is, in fact, walking in front of Tenten instead of beside Tenten. It does mean she doesn't get to observe the pitchfork very well as she passes it, but that's fine she wasn't going to buy a pitchfork.

Maybe she should get a shipment from this shop for Wave once she gets paid. Being the savior of this town will likely afford her a discount, and Wave is lacking proper tools. So far she's had some craftsmen making some and had a few loggers working on some other stuff to get the proper poles and such but these look astounding. Into the shop proper, there's a lot more space, but she can't help but look at that deathtrap they called a walk-in with a held breath.

"Ooh, you're interested in the hand scythe?" A portly man asks as she stops to look at a set, scurrying over to her like he belongs there at her side. "It's crafted with local woods, so the timber was properly treated while it was fresh, resulting in-" he regales her for a bit, letting her sink in the useful info she might need later on, while the back of her mind puts together what those sounds outside are. Her senses aren't super heightened yet, she needs to work on a few techniques to boost them, that's her bad, it'll be something for when she gets home, and needs to figure out what to force Kakashi to train her. But she still has a high mind, and her perception is still perfectly adequate. She can hear footsteps approaching the shop, and with that entryway-

-she picks up the merchant by the waist, and jumps, flying right over the counter he has and dropping him on his knees behind it. With a flourish of her hands, she has her crossbow readied, and she aims right over the counter, towards the door at the end of that long, needless hallway…

When the door slams open, dozens of kunai come flying their way. She fires a flame-tipped bolt to intercept and smirks evilly when she watches her bolt tip smash into one of the kunai and explode. The remaining projectiles are sent in every which way but at them, and the entirely too close-together room is bathed in flames.

"My shop!" The man shouts, "my mannequins!"

"Sakura what the fuck." Tenten growls at her from her side, and all it takes is one look to see that the bun-haired girl also took cover behind the counter, and is currently laying out a scroll. "This shop is made of wood."

"Exactly, they won't charge through that door now." Sakura rolls her eyes at her doubter, "And it's magic fire, it doesn't burn wood it burns on top of wood, the shop'll be fine."

"You're making that up," Tenten says, laying out a third scroll, then a fourth. At first, Sakura thought she was doing something special but now it's clear she's looking for a specific scroll. This girl isn't very prepared, too much weapon variety maybe?

"Only kinda," Sakura says, looking over, and ducking when another row of kunai flies by her head. "It's not spreading, see? Just blocking the way, and I figured as a ranged specialist you'd be at a huge advantage this way."

"Holy shit, you're right, huh." Tenten nods, after a long moment to observe the fire not spreading, just, lingering there in the hallway blocking off the enemy. "Well, I guess I did already know those bolts were special."

"It's time to put those Leaf Ninjas in their place!" They hear shouts from outside, and Tenten's eyes practically glow in excitement. Sakura can tell before Tenten is even finished pulling something out of her fifth scroll that the weapons girl, really, wanted them to say that.

"Nah, kids," she lifts the device she pulled from it up into the air, a solid hunk of metal with a cool grip and a metal cylinder on top she pulls back with her free hand. It makes a decisive click, "it's Glock-o-clock, get it right."

"I'm sorry, what?" Sakura has just enough time to ask before things get really loud.
 
"Nah, kids," she lifts the device she pulled from it up into the air, a solid hunk of metal with a cool grip and a metal cylinder on top she pulls back with her free hand. It makes a decisive click, "it's Glock-o-clock, get it right."

"I'm sorry, what?" Sakura has just enough time to ask before things get really loud.
...but if it's a Glock, it's not really a solid hunk of metal. It's not like she pulled out a 1911. :whistle:

(I'm sorry, what?)
 
Once they're properly spooked, routing out the individuals is going to take forever,
Does he not have 'see through everything in a large radius' eyes? Can't be that hard for him to check the cellars and lofts of every building while walking down the street.

"I ran a fan club, there's an entire gaggle of fangirls lusting after my femboy roommate because I cultivated their desires so well they couldn't let go when I disbanded the club. I think I can fool a few invaders into thinking I'm blissfully unaware of what's happening around me."
While that is disturbingly plausible (and just generally disturbing) it is less a matter of subterfuge than force of personality.
And it was Ino's personality doing the heavy lifting.

"Wha-no, I just, it worked out."
Lesson one of making people think you know what you are doing: Know when to shut up and smile mysteriously/smugly.

"My shop!" The man shouts, "my mannequins!"
Anyone else hear than in the voice of the "My cabbages" guy?

This girl isn't very prepared, too much weapon variety maybe?
Kinda, but mostly it is just that her whole gimmick sucks. She throws a whole bunch of different weapons, none of which are significantly more deadly when thrown than a standard kunai.

"Nah, kids," she lifts the device she pulled from it up into the air, a solid hunk of metal with a cool grip and a metal cylinder on top she pulls back with her free hand. It makes a decisive click, "it's Glock-o-clock, get it right."
Doesn't match her speech pattern. Possibly a movie quote?
 
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