Shinji goes Fishing

D-rank mission: Help the Fisherman

The morning sun had started to rise over the ocean surrounding the particular island Shinji's family farm was located. Shinji sat at the long dining room table that occupied an entire room in their family home. It was 7 am and they had just finished their morning chores on the farm, the whole family gathered around the table and were waiting for breakfast. Shinji sat at the bottom of the table, to his left his sisters Maki & Chiyo sat with their plates neatly in front of them, next to them sat Fuyuki, the next youngest child, he was only a year older than Shinji. On the opposite side of the table sat Gin, a book in his hand like always. At the top of the table sat his mother, Kyoko, as per usual sat in silence watching over her gaggle of kids. Kisuke stood in the kitchen working several pans, the chef of the family. Shinji had a book in front of him, he was always trying to imitate his older brothers, today he was trying to read up on chakra elements, their weaknesses, and strengths, but sitting still and ready were neither skills he possessed. Standing up he started to read the book as he walked around the table, it helped, his mother's eyes tracking him as he walked from end to end. Kisuke started to bring in plates of food, Shinji snapped his book shut and haphazardly through it onto a counter near him and excitedly rushed back to the table. The middle of the table was covered in dishes, they had eggs, bacon, and various different types of bread, from toasted to fried. Many conversations overlapped as people ate, any family meal was hectic, especially with this many people.

After half an hour the meal was complete and the youngest two kids, Shinji and Fuyuki were doing the dishes, each meal generated double digits of dishes, as well as the numerous pans and pots that were used for the cooking. The entire family was either currently active ninjas or retired ninja. Shinji was the only one out of them that was still a genin, his senior brother by one year was something of a prodigy and was a jounin by age sixteen. However, they stood side by side as equals when it came to the family hierarchy and doing the dishes. "So Shin, how are your missions going? Isn't it about time you took the chuunin exam?" Shinji was bobbing up and down on his feet as he scrubbed the dishes, a tune humming under his breath "Yeah yeah yeah" Shinji replied, his mind racing at the thought of taking the chuunin exam "I'm so ready for that bro, I'm going to force my way into the next one if I'm not recommended. Missions, missions, missions". Shinji repeated his brother's words "I have to report to the docks today, I'm helping out the fishermen today, gotta' haul them fish" Shinji had a tinge of excitement in his tone, "Fishy, fish, fish's"  He continued to scrub the dishes, his tone now turning into nonsense singing "Gunna get dem fishys". 

The day had started to press on, it was around 9 am when Shinji reported to the port, he made his way to the dock number he was told in his mission scroll, however, there was no ship to be seen. It appears that they had gone out early, Shinji started to pace from side to side, he was not late, but the boat had gone out early, however his mission remained the same. Shinji pressed his hands together and pushed chakra from the center of his being and all the way down to the soles of his feet, he then jumped from the dock and landed on the surface of the water and took off running towards the ship he could see in the distance, hopefully, it would pick a spot to stop and drop its nets in a close-by spot. Shinji ran for about half an hour before he caught up with the ship, luckily it was anchored at the nearest chum spot to the dock, he ran up the side of the boat and vaulted over the side, landing on the deck with a crunch. "Made it," he said to the nearest fisherman as he led out a smile. Shinji then spent the next several hours helping the fisherman sort and haul the fish into the various different bins. Everyone that grew up on these islands knew how to fish, and the different types of fish that were in the surrounding oceans, it was essential to the survival of these island chains. A farm like the one Shinji's family operated was a very rare thing, there was not a lot of arable lands, and the sheer value of open plots of land was enormous.

The sun began to set as the boat turned around and started to head back to shore, Shinji and the other fisherman were now sorting through the various bins of fish to make sure they did not take in too much rubbish or anything they did not want to present when they got back to the island. IT was 9pm before the boat returned to the dock, when they returned there was more hauling to be done, they had to then move the bins of fish from the boat to the dock and then into whatever warehouse they belonged, this part f the job was easier as they had cranes and winges to assist them, but it still took a long time. Shinji then went back to the admin office and collected his money and returned the mission scroll, afterward he then headed back to the family farm where he would have to restock the shop before the next business day. Shinji had not had time for training recently, but he knew these missions were essential to his dream of moving up in the ranks and hopefully increasing his skill so he could start the search for his lost brother and father.

WC: 1011

Claiming: +1100 Ryo, +3 Ap, +10 Vigor, 500 words for 1000/1000 Moving Earth Core, 500 for Genjutsu Release & Mastery.

Approved