A Quiet Cleaning

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         Hara walked up to the building he had been directed to. He could feel the stares from the people as his imposing figure walked through the street, he must have been an ugly sight to behold, his clothes ripped and ragged after a year in the forest. His hair was longer and spiked out from under his dirty bandages. His light brown kimono now more of a dark brown, torn and ripped in various spots.

He observed the mission board carefully. He felt as if he should go directly for one of the riskier missions, he was in dire need for ryo. However, his caution told him to go for the smaller missions first, establish his footing, and take on the more dangerous ones later. His plans could never come to fruition if he haphazardly died on his first mission. He grabbed a handful of papers from the pile for lower rank missions and made his way to a private spot to sit and read them.

He didn’t bother reading what any of the missions were, and simply read the address of the first one on top of the pile. He went to the address, a local cleaners business. He was surprised a sparse town like this even had a cleaning service, but he didn’t care enough to wonder why. The owner was initially reluctant to give the job to Hara but a few cold glares and a refusal to leave convinced him. Hara left wordlessly with the supplies and made his way to the clients house. He paused briefly at the door before walking in without knocking.

“Ah!” The owner jumped, frightened by Hara as he stood in the doorway. The owner of the house was a portly man, with a balding head and a pair of slippers that looked like tigers. Hara couldn’t help feeling contempt for this man, another victim to the honeytrap of peace.

“What are you doing?! You think you can just-” The man was stopped mid sentence as Hara gave him a bone chilling look, like he was being stared at by a shark. Hara simply held the mission slip up,and his supplies. Wordlessly moving to begin cleaning.

“U-uh yeah alright uh ooh- careful with that” The man fussed.

Hara looked at him again for a brief moment before continuing to clean wordlessly.

“I’ll just uh… I’ll just go get some ramen.The payment is in that jar when you're done.” The man said, leaving his house in a rush. Hara shook his head at that, no sense of self preservation. He thought again about just taking the money and leaving, but Hara still had some sense of honor and he would see the job through.

Hara cleaned diligently, surprisingly doing a very effective job, his parents had made sure he was a tidy person. The owner returned to a clean house, with a slip on the table. It was a five star review, everything filled out already and the signature left blank. He got the message.

[exit]

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WC: 500

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