Hiro Missions(Solo/Missions]

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She had lost a package? Long-term searching wasn't really his specialty, but he'd certainly try. He had a keen eye for the things called items. That was what made him who he was, after all. His keen eye wasn't beaten by man, and his heritage made this even harder to beat. He was a brilliant, if not oft distracted, mind. This is why, when looking for the package that was precious to the woman, he would shoot his eyes left to right, and keep a close look in alley-ways. That way, if it were in the alley-ways, he could find it and make short work of this mission. He scoured the streets, slowly. He, admittedly, looked slightly dopey in that he was tired and when often yawn, but that was fine when everything was down to the end. It did take him roughly 30 minutes, but once he found the package, he'd meander on back to where the woman who had misplaced the package and as he walked up, the pure joy in the old ladies eyes was something that Hiro would savor.

Helping people was a good thing. That much he knew for a fact. Once the package was delivered, he'd salute the woman and leave.

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This was not, quite, a normal mission in Hiro's case. It's a mission that required, albeit in low amounts, physical strength. That was something that he genuinely lacked, and something he has made roughly no effort to cover that fact. Everything about him makes it blatantly obvious that he has a shoddy amount of physical strength that's nothing to write home about. However, that meant nothing when it came to actual combat, due to the nature of the Nara's jutsu. This was something he oft thought about, when he laid awake at nights for various reason. He covered his weaknesses, with strengths that were sorta off putting. He held the key to the victory of many, many combat situations in his jutsu. He didn't know many, now that he thought about it, but that was okay. He simply had to fix a wagon wheel this time, and not find the only way to win in a hard competition.

Once he arrived, he was met with a somewhat young man. Mr.Takeda was a popular merchant, and one couldn't be popular just simply because of quality of product. Mr.Takeda was well-looking, and had a broken wheel. Once Hiro arrived, he'd look at it. The whole front axle was broken. Hmm. He could rig something up given rope until he'd actually get it to a proper fix, but that's all he could promise the guy, who agreed that was fine. He was given some rope to tether the axle together, and looked at Mr.Takeda.

"Do remember to bring more than one extra axle next time, Takeda-Sensei."

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Now, Hiro was spoiled. Make no mistake. He hadn't actually went around fighting and tussling though, which the two children here had. There had been no lack of wanting things, which he supposed was the thing happening here. The boys wanted something, they weren't getting the attention they wanted, so they went to fighting each other to get people to listen. That wasn't how this was supposed to work. He waited around where they usually fought, and as the two went at each others throat, the young nara used his shadow jutsu to stop this. The two looked at each other, than at Hiro, and blinked a good few times. They couldn't believe that they couldn't move. That only meant one thing.

"HEY! YOU! LET US GO AND LET US FIGHT!"

Hiro let out a sigh of discontent, and raised his own hand and fuckin' decked himself in the nose. Which, then, caused the other two to deck themselves in the nose. Hiro let out a smile, despite bleeding from his nose.

"Don't fight. They'll listen if you're good. Trust me."

He let them out of the jutsu, but they didn't go back to fighting, they seemed somewhat stunned if he were to figure out how they were feeling.

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Hiro had done his hair different than normal, and cleaned up his bloody nose from his last lesson. His dad has asked him why he had a broken nose, he simply made a quip about seeing the other guy. Hiro knew that, to be a strong ninja with experience, he had to determine the missions he was willing to take. Which was all of them, including the one that involved being dishonest about who you were. This was fine with Hiro, as long as he got paid and got to eat dinner. Maybe less than what his father would produce, but that mattered not. He arrived 30 minutes early to this mission to help coach the man on all his problems.

"Stop slouching, and look more confident. If you're to be the head of a house, you must act confident even when you are not."

That was the simple lesson his father has smashed into him endlessly. If you're to be the head of the Nara household, you're not allowed to be scared or weak, you have to be strong and confident. Even if that strength and confidence is a fake thing, you couldn't fail your teammates. In this case, simply put, Mr.Orion was a teammate and he couldn't fail him. Once he helped the man sort his confidence issues, he sat down for an alright meal. Hiro played to his strengths, and ate like a gentleman. He bowed out answering any questions that the woman asked, fully willing to lie to help this man gain the confidence he needed.

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Hiro probably shouldn't have taken this job, in hindsight. He wasn't that social, and would be stuck in a house with a 15 year old girl. Worse yet, she was attractive. This made things worse for Hiro, although for no other reason than she'd be a pain if he actually let her out. Thereby, they were sitting across from each other, staring. He wasn't fast, sure, but he had made sure that he was the winner. She couldn't even leave if she wanted to. He had her shadow.  He had noticed that before she was caught in his shadow jutsu, that she was antsy.

He let her out of the shadow jutsu and decided to talk to her.

"You're antsy, and I wish to look into why. Is it boy troubles? I'm well aware that people our age often have those."

She glared at him and the way he talked. The things he talked. Both of these things bothered her and she made it quite obviously. Not through speech, but body language.

"I understand that it might be intrusive.  I plead for your forgiveness if it is. However, I am here to talk until ten, and then you must take rest."

She opened up to him after a little while, despite him latching on and off this conversation.  Once it hit ten, he led her to her be and laid her down, before going back into the living room and sitting down. He would wait until he was sure she was sleeping to go home and sleep himself.

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Hiro sat in the shop, happily sitting about and eaiting for his food. Off a glance he could tell the place was clean, so that was a good start to this. There was some dirt but it was an outside shop, that was to be expected. Any dirt that would matter was cleaned and that gained a solid nod from Hiro in the review that he was to give after. He smelt the food as it was being made and it smelled good, so that was another bonus. The magic of fire jutsu was a wonderful thing, from lightning and cooking to actual combat, it was glorious. He could even respect its power.

Once his beef ramen was put in front of him, he slowly ate it. Savoring every bite. He rather enjoyed the food, all things considered. He enjoyed it because it was made with care and generally tasted better than a lot of the stuff he ate at home. He looked at Mr.Egg once he finished eating and gave his review.

"Over-all wonderful, clean cooking area and the food came out both clean and good. I thought that nothing overpowered anything too terribly, I'd give it a solid 8/10."

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He had put on his nicest coat, wore his nicest black pants, and overall looked nicer than normal. It was the day after the previous round of missions. He had slept well after the good ending, and was ready to go on this date. What better confidence boost then to go on a date with one of the highest ranking clans future heads? That was his thought when he had accepted this mission anyway. Once he arrived, he took her arm and started walking with a smile. He smile was warm, and displayed the fact that he was a fairly normal teenager. He would make small talk with her until the lunch, where the date was supposed to end. That was the plan.

Once arriving at the lunch, they both sat down. He looked towards her and held an odd look. It was still a smile, but one of slight remorse. He did rather like the girl, if he was, to be honest. He rather regretted having to end the date where he did, but the fact was it was needed. He had to otherwise he might actually get infatuated with the girl due to her nice personality, and admittedly good looks. Once they finished thier food, his look had turned her off enough for her to break it off, and he nodded before leaving to his next mission himself.