An Extension Of Oneself [Mission/E-Rank]

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It blew gently on his face, the spring wind. Ah- the end of winter was nigh. It elated the boy, who adored spring. However, the previous season though, winter- do not let him get started on winter. It was too cold for the boy, but the snow sure was fun! In front of the eyes of the wide awake Yori, on the path to town, the sun was to rise from out behind the paddy fields.

Its light was warm on his skin as Yori smiled within the light. Yori may not recall where he came from, nor who he was, but at the very least, he could enjoy the beauty of this land he begun to call home. A grumble came from the stomach of the boy, roaring out to the land.

"Oi~ son, you are starving, huh? then come by my family's rice ball shop! I promise you will love them!"

Yori was to jump up, being spooked by the sudden voice! It was none other than one of the local rice farmers. It was clear this man was quite the hard worker, with sweat beading down along his forehead. It truly can be said to be quite admirable, the work this man does to feed the people. In spite of his tender age, Yori knew the value that farmers and laborers brought to nations.

Gouto never missed a chance to tell Yori how crucial non combatants were to a nation. It is easy to prop up nin and guards that risk their lives, but, the ones who truly devote their lives to their nation are the hard laborers. Gouto made sure to let the boy know how valuable the struggles of a lowly laborer were, because here, was where true nin were born.

Yori, though he lacked his memories, he none the less had the prenotion that being an upstand nin was one of birthright, and not your hard work. Gouto was more than shocked to hear this from Yori- he had no clue where Yori received this notion from, but he made sure he was to fix that.

In order to begin to teaching Yori properly, Gouto was to assign the boy with a few unique missions that will help guide him. Gouto was no true nin, having been raised as a samurai, so his mentorship was to not exactly line up with the typical nin, but surely, his nindo way could endow the talented boy with values that will lead him to be an exceptional nin.

"Oi~ sure thing! I will grab a few once I stop by the weaponry store, part of a mission for me!"

In quite the chipper mood, Yori flashed a thumbs up to the old man, before darting toward the town. Yori was to stop his feet right before the towering weapons store, housing quite the arsenal to examine. It was