D's (Rank) Get Degrees [Mission Thread]

[Hiroki ShimadaChunin]

Mission Deets:

The sun painted the sky of Kumogakure in strokes of orange and gold, casting elongated shadows over the village's cobblestone pathways. The sounds of daily life—a merchant haggling over the price of silk, children laughing as they played a game of tag, the distant clang of a blacksmith's hammer—created a harmonious melody that Ki found enchanting.
 
Ki Shimada, the young prodigy with pastel blue hair, darted through the streets with an exuberance that was characteristic of his age. He navigated through the bustling market with agility, often pausing to admire trinkets or share a friendly word with the villagers. Despite his age, Ki's presence was comforting. His compassionate nature emanated an aura that was both soothing and reassuring, making him a beloved figure among the villagers.
 
Meanwhile, Hiro Shimada, the stoic sentinel known as the Wolf of Dawn, moved with purposeful strides. His towering figure and stern demeanor were a stark contrast to Ki's playful energy. Yet, beneath the facade of cold determination, Hiro's protective instincts were always at the forefront. His keen eyes scanned the surroundings, always vigilant, always watchful.
 
As the duo continued their stroll, the villagers greeted them with nods of respect and warm smiles. The Shimada name was synonymous with reliability and strength in Kumogakure. However, the true depth of their legacy was known to only a few—a legacy rooted in the enigmatic figure of Hiroki Shimada and his intricate philosophy of equilibrium. Their leisurely walk eventually led them to a quaint residence nestled on the outskirts of the village. A local villager, Mr. Tanaka, awaited their arrival with an air of anticipation. He was a middle-aged man with graying hair and a gentle demeanor. His weathered hands clutched a set of blueprints and a toolbox, signaling the nature of their upcoming mission.
 
"Ah, Hiro, Ki." Mr. Tanaka greeted with a respectful bow, "Thank you for coming. Our community center is in need of some repairs, and your assistance was highly recommended." Hiro nodded, his expression remaining impassive. "We're here to help. Show us the blueprints."
 
Mr. Tanaka unfurled the blueprints on a nearby table, revealing a detailed plan for the construction project. Ki leaned closer, his glowing eyes reflecting genuine interest. "This looks exciting! What's the first step?"
 
Mr. Tanaka smiled, appreciating Ki's enthusiasm. "We need to reinforce the foundation and repair the roof. The recent storms have taken their toll. Once that's done, we'll proceed with the interior renovations."
 
Hiro examined the blueprints with a critical eye, his tactical mind already formulating a plan of action. "We'll need to gather the necessary materials and prioritize the structural repairs. Ki, coordinate with the villagers and ensure everyone stays safe during the construction." Ki beamed with excitement, eager to take on the responsibility. "You got it, Hiro" As the sun continued its descent, casting Kumogakure in a soft glow, the Shimada duo prepared to embark on their mission. Together, they stood as the embodiment of equilibrium—two souls bound by purpose, destined to uphold the delicate balance between order and chaos.
 
The journey of the Wolf of Dawn and the Wolf of Dusk had only just begun. The early morning mist clinging low over Kumogakure, enveloping the village in a serene embrace. The chirping of birds signaled the dawn of a new day, and the Shimada brothers—Hiro and Ki—were already at the construction site, ready to commence their mission.
 
Hiro, the Wolf of Dawn, had meticulously organized the materials, placing them in neat stacks according to their use. His strategic mind was in full display as he allocated tasks, ensuring maximum efficiency. "Ki, start with the foundation. We need to reinforce it before we proceed with the roofing."
 
Ki, the Wolf of Dusk, eagerly grabbed a shovel, his youthful exuberance shining through. "On it, Hiro!" With a swift nod, he began digging, his movements precise and calculated. Despite his age, Ki's innate talent for ninjutsu, combined with the Sage's Body bloodline, granted him a unique advantage. The earth yielded to his touch, making the excavation process seem almost effortless.
 
Hours passed in a blur as the brothers worked in perfect harmony. Hiro utilized his bukijutsu skills to craft temporary supports, ensuring the structural integrity of the building. His mastery over the wind element allowed him to manipulate the materials with unparalleled precision, earning him the alias of the Beast of Burden. Meanwhile, Ki focused on the intricate details, channeling his water element chakra to create a protective barrier around the foundation. His compassionate nature resonated with the very essence of the earth, fostering a bond that enhanced his sealing techniques. Every seal he applied was imbued with a sense of harmony, a testament to his connection with nature.
 
As midday approached, the foundation was reinforced, and the roofing work began. Hiro scaled the scaffoldings with grace, securing the beams with expert precision. His resourcefulness came to the fore as he improvised tools, ensuring that every shingle was placed with meticulous care.
 
Ki, not one to be outdone, utilized his space-time specialty to expedite the process. He deftly maneuvered the roofing materials, seamlessly integrating them into the structure. His unpredictable nature added a touch of flair to the construction, as he occasionally incorporated unique designs, much to the delight of the onlookers. By late afternoon, the community center stood rejuvenated, its once dilapidated facade now a beacon of hope. The Shimada brothers, sweat-drenched and weary, admired their handiwork, a tangible testament to their unwavering dedication.
 
Mr. Tanaka, who had been overseeing the project with bated breath, approached the duo with a grateful smile. "Words cannot express my gratitude. You've not only restored our community center but also revitalized our spirits." Hiro nodded, his dull brown eyes reflecting a sense of fulfillment. "It was our duty. The strength of Kumogakure lies in its unity." Ki grinned, his glowing eyes shimmering with pride. "And a little chaos now and then doesn't hurt." Mr. Tanaka chuckled, handing each of them a pouch filled with 2000 Ryo. "A token of our appreciation. May you continue to walk your path with unwavering resolve."
 
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over Kumogakure, the Shimada brothers ventured into the bustling streets. Their mission had been accomplished, but their journey was far from over.
 
The morning sun painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, casting a gentle glow over Kumogakure. The village was alive with activity, as shinobi prepared for their daily routines and civilians went about their chores. Amidst this bustling scene, Hiro and Ki Shimada stood at the village square, awaiting their next assignment. The duo was clad in their signature attire, exuding an aura of determination and resolve. Hiro's stern visage remained impassive, while Ki's glowing eyes sparkled with anticipation. Their recent success had garnered them respect within the village, and their reputation as the equilibrium's embodiment was spreading far and wide.
 
A messenger hawk swooped down, delivering a sealed scroll into Hiro's outstretched hand. Breaking the seal, Hiro quickly scanned the contents before turning to Ki with a nod. "It appears we have a new mission, Ki. We are to assist in training a group of civilians, ensuring they uphold Kumogakure's standards of discipline."
 
Ki's eyes widened with intrigue. "Training civilians? That sounds like a challenge! I wonder who our students will be." As if on cue, a group of villagers approached the square, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Leading them was Ms. Haruki, a stern-faced woman known for her no-nonsense demeanor. She was accompanied by a diverse group of individuals, each representing a different facet of civilian life in Kumogakure.
 
Ms. Haruki wasted no time in introducing them. "These are your trainees: Akira, a merchant known for his cunning; Mio, a young mother seeking to protect her family; Hiroshi, a retired shinobi grappling with old age; and Sakura, a spirited teenager with dreams of becoming a kunoichi."
 
Hiro and Ki exchanged glances, recognizing the unique challenges that lay ahead. Hiroshi's weathered appearance indicated years of battle, while Sakura's youthful exuberance hinted at untapped potential. Akira's shrewd gaze betrayed a sharp intellect, and Mio's determined expression spoke of a mother's unwavering resolve.
 
"We understand the importance of this mission," Hiro began, addressing the group with authority. "Kumogakure's strength lies not just in its shinobi but also in its civilians. You represent the backbone of this village, and it is our duty to ensure you are prepared for any challenge." Ki stepped forward, his compassionate nature shining through. "Training won't be easy, but remember, we're here to guide you. Each of you brings a unique perspective and skill set to the table. Together, we'll forge a bond that strengthens the very fabric of our village."
 
Ms. Haruki nodded in agreement, her stern expression softening slightly. "You have been entrusted with a great responsibility. These civilians look up to you, Hiro and Ki. Guide them with wisdom, and instill in them the values that define Kumogakure."
 
As the sun climbed higher in the sky, casting its radiant warmth over the village square, Hiro and Ki stood alongside their newfound trainees, united in purpose. The path to discipline promised to be fraught with challenges, but the Shimada brothers were undeterred.
 
The two of them were prime candidates for the task ahead, for in their hearts, they carried the legacy of equilibrium. A beacon of hope in a world teetering on the brink of chaos. The sun had risen high, its rays filtering through the lush canopy of trees that surrounded the training ground. Hiro, Ki, and their group of civilians stood in a semi-circle, facing a makeshift training area. Various training tools and equipment lay scattered around, each designed to challenge and refine their skills.
 
Hiro, with his stern demeanor, began outlining the day's agenda. "Our first task is to assess each of your strengths and weaknesses. Only then can we tailor a training regimen that will be effective for everyone."
 
Akira, the cunning merchant, stepped forward, a confident smirk playing on his lips. "I may not be a shinobi, but I have a keen eye for detail and a sharp mind for strategy. I believe I can contribute in more ways than one."
 
Hiro nodded approvingly. "Very well, Akira. Your observational skills will be invaluable in reconnaissance and strategy exercises."
 
Turning his attention to Mio, Hiro inquired, "And you, Mio? What drives you to seek this training?"
 
Mio's eyes glistened with determination as she spoke, "I want to protect my family, Hiro. I may not have the strength of a shinobi, but I refuse to be helpless."
 
Ki, ever the compassionate soul, smiled warmly at Mio. "Your love for your family is your greatest strength, Mio. We'll ensure you're equipped with the necessary skills to safeguard them."
 
Sakura, the spirited teenager, bounced on her toes, eager to showcase her potential. "I've always dreamt of becoming a kunoichi, just like the legendary warriors of Kumogakure!"
 
Ki chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "A dreamer, eh? Well, dreams are the first step toward reality. We'll help you harness that spirit and channel it into becoming a formidable kunoichi."
 
Lastly, Hiroshi, the retired shinobi, stepped forward, his gaze filled with wisdom and experience. "I've served Kumogakure for many years, but age has caught up with me. Still, I wish to impart my knowledge and contribute in any way I can."
 
Hiro placed a reassuring hand on Hiroshi's shoulder. "Your experience is invaluable, Hiroshi. Together, we'll ensure the legacy of Kumogakure lives on."
 
With introductions complete, Hiro and Ki devised a comprehensive training regimen. Mornings were dedicated to physical conditioning, with Hiroshi guiding the group through taijutsu drills tailored to their individual capabilities. Akira's strategic insights proved invaluable during tactical exercises, while Mio's determination saw her mastering basic self-defense techniques.
 
In the afternoons, Ki took charge, focusing on chakra control and elemental manipulation. Sakura's enthusiasm shone brightly as she practiced basic ninjutsu, her progress evident with each passing day. Hiroshi, despite his age, showcased remarkable resilience, his years of experience lending depth to his techniques. As minutes turned into hours, the transformation of the lot of them was already becoming evident. The once disparate group had evolved into a cohesive unit, their individual strengths complementing each other. Hiro and Ki watched with pride, their hearts swelling with a sense of accomplishment.
 
And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the training ground, Hiro and Ki gathered their trainees for a final assessment. Ms. Haruki, her stern demeanor replaced by a hint of admiration, observed from a distance. "You've come a long way," Hiro began, addressing the group with pride. "Each of you has shown tremendous growth and dedication. Remember, this is just the beginning. The path of a shinobi is one of continuous learning and evolution." Ki added, his voice tinged with emotion, "We're proud of what you've achieved, but always remember the values that define Kumogakure: discipline, integrity, and above all, compassion."
 
As the group exchanged heartfelt smiles and nods of appreciation, Ms. Haruki approached, her stern expression softening into a genuine smile. "You've done well, Hiro and Ki. Kumogakure is fortunate to have shinobi of your caliber."
 
With a final bow of gratitude, Hiro and Ki accepted their accolades, their hearts filled with a sense of fulfillment. The path to discipline had been arduous, but the bonds forged along the way were invaluable.
The morning mist clung to the verdant foliage of Kumogakure, lending an ethereal quality to the landscape. The chirping of birds and the gentle rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop as Hiro and Ki Shimada made their way through the winding paths that led to the outskirts of the village. Today's mission beckoned, and the brothers were eager to embark on their next adventure.
 
Hiro, the stoic sentinel, led the way with purposeful strides, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. Ki, the exuberant spirit, followed close behind, his vibrant eyes filled with anticipation. Their contrasting personalities complemented each other perfectly, creating a harmonious balance that was a testament to their bond.
 
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the tranquility of their surroundings began to give way to a sense of unease. The once familiar trails were now obscured by overgrown vegetation, and the distant sounds of wildlife grew increasingly muted. It was as if nature itself was holding its breath, awaiting their arrival.
 
After what felt like hours, the brothers finally reached their destination: a clearing dominated by a massive tree. Its gnarled branches reached skyward, casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the surrounding landscape. The tree's immense size was a sight to behold, but there was an undeniable aura of malevolence that emanated from it. Hiro and Ki exchanged glances, their instincts on high alert. This was no ordinary tree, and they both sensed it. The air around the clearing was thick with a palpable energy, as if the tree itself was alive and aware of their presence.
 
Ki, ever the curious soul, approached the tree cautiously, his senses heightened. As he drew closer, he noticed intricate patterns etched into the bark, symbols that seemed to pulsate with an otherworldly glow. "Hiro, look at these markings," he whispered, his voice filled with awe. Hiro joined his brother, his sharp eyes scrutinizing the symbols. "These are no ordinary markings, Ki. They're ancient seals, designed to contain a powerful force."
 
A sense of foreboding washed over them as the realization dawned. The mission was not just about removing a tree; it was about confronting a force that defied the very laws of nature. Hiro and Ki knew that they would need to proceed with caution, for the tree's true nature remained shrouded in mystery.
 
As they stood before the colossal tree, the brothers began to formulate a plan. Hiro, with his tactical mind, suggested, "We need to conduct a thorough assessment before we take any action. We must understand the nature of the seals and the force they're containing." Ki nodded in agreement, his intuition guiding him. "I'll use my chakra sensing abilities to gauge the tree's energy. We need to determine if the force within is dormant or active."
With their plan set, Hiro and Ki began their investigation. Hiro meticulously examined the seals, noting their intricate designs and the patterns they formed. Ki, meanwhile, focused his chakra, extending his senses to probe the tree's inner depths. With the hours passing by quickly, the brothers uncovered layer upon layer of complexity. The tree was not just a tree; it was a living testament to ancient rites and forgotten knowledge. The seals were intricately woven, each serving a specific purpose in containing the force within.
 
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the clearing, Hiro and Ki stood before the tree, their minds abuzz with newfound knowledge. The mission had taken an unexpected turn, plunging them into a realm of ancient mysteries and untold dangers.
 
But amidst the uncertainty, one thing was clear: they were not alone. The tree's ominous presence loomed large, its secrets tantalizingly out of reach. The path ahead was fraught with challenges, but Hiro and Ki were undeterred. Destined to walk the fine line between order and chaos, light and darkness, the night descended upon Kumogakure, as the Shimada brothers prepared to confront the echoes of nature's wrath; their spirits unyielding and their resolve even more unwavering. As the first rays of dusk broke through the dense canopy, casting a soft orangey glow over the clearing, Hiro and Ki Shimada stood before the towering tree, their expressions resolute. The night had been long and arduous, filled with challenges that tested their skills and resolve. But as the first light of a new day illuminated the horizon, a sense of determination filled the air.
 
The ancient seals etched into the tree's bark pulsed with a soft, ethereal glow, their intricate patterns weaving a tapestry of forgotten magics and arcane rituals. Hiro, ever the strategist, began to formulate a plan, his sharp eyes scanning the seals for any signs of weakness. "Ki," he began, his voice filled with authority, "we need to devise a way to safely neutralize these seals without unleashing the force they're containing. We can't afford any mistakes."
 
Ki nodded, his vibrant eyes shimmering with anticipation. "I've been studying the seals, Hiro-nii. Each one corresponds to a specific element and serves a unique function. If we can disrupt their harmonic resonance, we might be able to weaken them enough to proceed safely." With their plan set, Hiro and Ki began their meticulous work, their synchronized movements a testament to their bond. Hiro focused on the intricate patterns, deciphering their meanings and identifying the key components that held the seals together. Ki, meanwhile, channeled his chakra with precision, carefully disrupting the seals' harmonic balance.
 
As the hours passed, the brothers faced numerous challenges, each seal more complex than the last. But with unwavering determination and unparalleled teamwork, they persevered, slowly unraveling the tree's ancient defenses. Nightfall now encroaching them, Hiro and Ki stood back, their breaths heavy with exertion. The once radiant seals now flickered weakly, their power greatly diminished. But the force they contained remained a formidable challenge, its true nature still shrouded in mystery. "We've weakened the seals, but the force within the tree is still potent," Hiro observed, his eyes narrowing in concentration. "We need to proceed with caution." Ki agreed, with his intuition at the helm steering the ship that was a tumultuous sea of words and thoughts "I sense a powerful energy emanating from the tree's core. Whatever it is, we must be prepared for the unexpected."
 
With a shared nod, Hiro and Ki resumed their work, their determination unwavering. Hiro meticulously examined the weakened seals, ensuring they were stable enough to withstand the next phase of their plan. Ki, meanwhile, focused his chakra, channeling it into the tree's core in an attempt to gauge the force within.
 
As the evening’s crescent moon proceeded to reach its zenith, casting an ethereally daunting glow over the clearing, Hiro and Ki finally made their breakthrough. Hiro, with his keen intellect, identified a crucial component within the seals that, when disrupted, would neutralize the force they contained. Ki, channeling his chakra with unparalleled finesse, targeted the component, his determination fueling his actions.
 
A moment of intense silence enveloped the clearing as Ki's chakra connected with the tree's core. Then, with a soft, resonant hum, the seals shattered, their fragments dissipating into the ether. The force within the tree surged momentarily before dissipating, its malevolent presence vanquished. Hiro and Ki stood back, their hearts pounding with exhilaration. They had done it. They had successfully neutralized the ancient seals and contained the formidable force within the tree. But as they looked upon their handiwork, a sense of reverence filled their hearts.
 
"We've done it, Hiro," Ki whispered, his voice filled with awe. Hiro nodded, his eyes reflecting a profound sense of respect. "We've not only completed our mission but also restored balance to a forgotten corner of our world." As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the clearing, Hiro and Ki made their way back to Kumogakure, their spirits light and their hearts full. The mission had been a testament to their skills, their bond, and their unwavering commitment to uphold the values of their village.
 
And as they walked side by side, the echoes of nature's wrath behind them, the Shimada brothers looked forward to their next adventure, their will stronger than ever and their spirits undeterred.
The next day, the bustling streets of Kumogakure echoed with the sounds of daily life: the chatter of merchants peddling their wares, the laughter of children playing in the alleys, and the distant hum of shinobi training in the village square. But amidst the familiar cacophony, a sense of urgency beckoned Hiro and Ki Shimada to yet another mission, their footsteps quickening as they navigated the labyrinthine paths of their beloved village.
 
Hiro, the stoic and strategic elder brother, led the way with purposeful strides, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble. Ki, his younger counterpart, followed suit, his vibrant eyes gleaming with anticipation. The duo's contrasting personalities, a harmonious blend of caution and exuberance, had earned them a reputation as formidable shinobi, each complementing the other in ways that defied explanation.
 
Their destination loomed ahead: a modest apartment building nestled amidst the bustling marketplace. The structure, though unassuming, bore the scars of time, its weathered facade a testament to the countless stories it held within its walls. As Hiro and Ki approached, they were greeted by the landlord, a stern-looking man with a ledger in hand and a frown etched on his face. "Ah, Hiro and Ki," the landlord began, his voice tinged with a mixture of relief and apprehension. "Thank you for responding to my request. The situation has become untenable, and I fear it may escalate if not addressed promptly." Hiro nodded gravely, his demeanor serious. "Please, enlighten us on the specifics. We're here to help."
 
The landlord led them to the entrance of the apartment in question, his footsteps heavy with a sense of foreboding. "A local family, the Tanakas, have fallen behind on their rent for several months. Despite numerous attempts to resolve the matter amicably, they've refused to vacate the premises." Ki's eyes widened in surprise. "That's quite unusual. Kumogakure prides itself on its sense of community and mutual respect. What could have prompted such a drastic action?"
 
The landlord sighed, his expression weary. "It's a complicated situation. Mr. Tanaka, the family patriarch, lost his job at the local workshop due to an injury. With no source of income, they've struggled to make ends meet. However, their refusal to communicate and their increasing hostility have made it difficult to find a resolution." Hiro's brow furrowed in a thoughtful response from these spoken words. "Have you considered involving the village elders or a mediator to facilitate a dialogue?"
 
The landlord shook his head, his expression grim. "I've reached out to the village council, but they've been unable to intervene due to the family's reluctance to engage. I fear that if we don't act soon, tensions will escalate, and the situation may become volatile." Ki then glanced at Hiro. "We need to approach this delicately. It's not just about enforcing the landlord's rights but also about understanding the family's perspective and addressing their concerns." Hiro nodded in agreement, his eyes reflecting a sense of determination. "Indeed, Ki. Our priority is to ensure a peaceful resolution for all parties involved. Let's meet with the Tanakas and see if we can find a way to resolve this matter without resorting to force."
 
As the trio made their way to the Tanaka's apartment, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. The mission ahead promised to test their diplomatic skills and their ability to navigate complex interpersonal dynamics. But Hiro and Ki were undeterred, their commitment to upholding the values of Kumogakure unwavering.
 
The door to the Tanaka's apartment stood before Hiro and Ki, its weathered wood bearing witness to the family's plight. A soft murmur of voices emanated from within, hinting at the tense atmosphere that awaited them. Hiro, with his keen sense of strategy, took a moment to gather his thoughts, while Ki, ever empathetic, placed a reassuring hand on his brother's shoulder. "We approach this with compassion and understanding," Ki whispered, his voice filled with conviction. Hiro nodded, his eyes meeting Ki's. "Agreed. Let's ensure that both parties are heard and that a peaceful resolution is reached."
 
With a shared nod, Hiro knocked gently on the door. After a brief moment that seemed to stretch for an eternity, the door creaked open, revealing Mrs. Tanaka, her eyes red-rimmed and her expression weary. Behind her, a small figure peeked out curiously, the youngest Tanaka child clinging to his mother's leg.
 
"Mrs. Tanaka, we're Hiro and Ki Shimada from Kumogakure," Hiro began, his voice gentle yet firm. "We've been informed of the situation and would like to discuss a possible resolution." Mrs. Tanaka's eyes widened in surprise, her gaze shifting between Hiro and Ki. "Please, come in," she said hesitantly, stepping aside to allow them entry.
As Hiro and Ki entered the apartment, they were greeted by the sight of a modest living space adorned with family photos and mementos. The room bore the unmistakable signs of struggle, with worn furniture and threadbare carpets bearing testament to the Tanaka's hardships.
 
Mr. Tanaka, a gaunt figure with tired eyes, rose to greet them, his posture defensive. "What brings you here?" he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.
 
Hiro stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet authoritative. "We're here to find a solution that benefits both you and the landlord. We understand that you've fallen on hard times, and we want to ensure that your family is treated with dignity and respect." A tense silence filled the room as the Tanakas processed Hiro's words. After a moment, Mr. Tanaka spoke, his voice choked with emotion. "We've tried to explain our situation to the landlord, but he refuses to listen. We have nowhere else to go." Ki, sensing the family's distress, stepped forward, his eyes filled with empathy. "We understand that this is a difficult situation for you. But we believe that with open communication and mutual understanding, we can find a solution that works for everyone."
 
As the brothers engaged in a heartfelt conversation with the Tanakas, the atmosphere in the room began to shift. Walls were broken down, and barriers were lifted as Hiro and Ki listened intently to the family's concerns and fears. Slowly but surely, a sense of trust began to build between them.
 
After hours of dialogue and negotiation, a tentative agreement was reached. The landlord agreed to provide the Tanaka’s with a grace period to find alternative accommodation, while the family pledged to vacate the apartment peacefully once they secured a new home. Additionally, Hiro and Ki offered their assistance in finding employment opportunities for Mr. Tanaka, ensuring that the family had the support they needed to rebuild their lives.
 
As Hiro and Ki left the Tanaka's apartment, the sun began to set over Kumogakure, casting a warm glow over the village. The mission had been challenging, but it had also been profoundly rewarding. The Shimada brothers had not only resolved a complex and delicate situation but had also forged a bond with a family in need. They made their way back to the village square, with Hiro and Ki reflecting on the day's events, their hearts filled with a sense of fulfillment. They had upheld the values of compassion, understanding, and mutual respect that defined the Hidden Cloud, reaffirming their commitment to serving their village and its people.

[Thread Exit]
 
WC: 4818
 
Claims:
 
Hiro-
8000 Ryo
80 AP
 
150 Word Count to Master Genjutsu Release For no Handseals; previously made a mistake in learning it here, gave it 350 which is 100 over the needed WC to learn it regularly; however, would’ve kept the extra 100 in it to still partially Master
 
Ki-
8000 Ryo
80 AP
 
48 Stat Points
11 to Vigor
30 to Chakra
7 to Speed
 
250 WC to Master Genjutsu Release For no Handseals; previously attained here
Remaining 4418 WC to awaken and train Uchugan, fully awakening it and completing it for Stage 1; (2418/4000 to Stage 2); previously attained here

[Himari HyuugaChunin]

[Thread Exit]
 
WC: 4818
 
Claims:
 
Hiro-
8000 Ryo
80 AP
 
150 Word Count to Master Genjutsu Release For no Handseals; previously made a mistake in learning it here, gave it 350 which is 100 over the needed WC to learn it regularly; however, would’ve kept the extra 100 in it to still partially Master
 
Ki-
8000 Ryo
80 AP
 
48 Stat Points
11 to Vigor
30 to Chakra
7 to Speed
 
250 WC to Master Genjutsu Release For no Handseals; previously attained here
Remaining 4418 WC to awaken and train Uchugan, fully awakening it and completing it for Stage 1; (2418/4000 to Stage 2); previously attained here

Approved!