Mission being done: Windmill Mayhem {A-Rank}{Shippugakure}

Dum deedle dee! Oh yes. it was about time that Kenta got back to Shippugakure. It'd been ages since he was back in his homeland and knowing the security there, Kenta was going to need a disguise and what better way to have a disguise than use the cover of a threatened family and their cargo. Yeah, Kenta did that move. He had threatened a family that had been moving cargo too and from neighbouring villages. It looked as if they were moving...or it felt like it at least. Kenta was sat in the back of the wagon as they strolled on into the village gates and in to a small alley way. Granted there was no way they were going to be allowed to stay alive since they had seen Kenta's face. He wasn't going to take the chance of being found out in the village. oh no, he had money to make AND he felt like fighting someone of his rank. He was fed up of killing those of lower rank than him since they held no real threat for him but if he was to fight someone that rivalled him in strength, or was at least close to it, he could get some fun out of the experience. Jumping out the back of the wagon though, Kenta quickly glided round to the front of the wagon where the terrified family would be found, shaking in fear for their lives. Awh, it almost saddened his cold heart to have to kill such pitiful creatures. Kenta simply smiled and danced around the spot for awhile before disposing of the father first, the mother due to scream but was soon silenced as a fist was put through her skull, the fragments shattering off of the wall behind her and her blood adding a new coat of paint to the brick building...now all that was left was the child. He could have been around eleven years old. Kenta did discuss with himself if he was going to kill the boy but ultimately decided that it was for the best. With one simple nod, the eyes on the child's head began to widen as Kenta gently placed the child on his stomach, facing the ground. The boy pleaded silently but such pleas fell on deaf ears and once Kenta had his fill of pity, he simply placed his foot on the childs head before putting pressure down, the skull, brain and blood soon splashed out like a damn fountain. Oh, the sound was more than refreshing enough but now he was going to need new shoes, trousers and shirt. The father was about two times his size, the mother's was a definite no and the child's was an instant no due to the sizing. Ah the dilemma that was at hand but there was only one reasonable solution to the problem. Time to put on the birthday suit. Throwing off all of his clothing; sandals, shorts, vest and straw hat, Kenta then proceeded to enter the streets in the nude, dangly bits out and everything and the only thing that was going to distract him was a hothothot.

Eyes would stare at him in both shock and awe as he would strut his stuff as if it was no one's business. Men would either gasp, bite their lip or be jealous. He may be blind but he's got the body and the goods. Don't judge. He waltzed on in to a store, the clerks either running away in shock or standing still in shock. Flashing a bag of ryo, Kenta raised his hands and smiled to the woman who was infront of him.

"I'd like to be suited and booted please! Head to toe!"

He simply shouted in joy, the expression on the woman unknown to Kenta but all he knew was that she was pretty handsy, claiming to have accidental touched him in a few certain areas. He wasn't sure if she was upset or something at the end of it. Maybe because the fish didn't tickle his pickle and only sausage was his game. Smiling and feeling good, Kenta walked out with the bag of ryo he had placed down earlier on the counter and a full attire of clothing to wear at his disposal. Oh, how did he manage to keep his money? He simply placed them under a little electric shock to knock them out. Wearing a full suit and hat, Kenta looked more like an undertaker than a normal ninja. Oh well. All he needed to do was steal a mission from a local ninja, complete it and then come back to claim the monies. Seemed like a simple enough plan so as he had set out to do that, Kenta came across a lone ninja and dragged him down an alley, the ninja soon breaking from the Jounin's grasp and beginning to form a jutsu...the fool. Concentrating the raiton affinity to his feet, Kenta shot off to the man and leaped behind him, the man turning as he was then hit with a full impact kick, filled with a Raiton kick. The man was then sent into a concrete wall before falling limp the ground below. Granted, Kenta hadn't killed him but his life was dwindling so if he was to survive, Kenta simply walked up to him and snatched a scroll. A mission scroll to be exact. A mission to assassinate a certain rouge ninja...what a shame too. Kenta had run into this man a few times and he was your classic bad guy. It almost made Kenta second guess his decision to kill him. Shrugging, Kenta simply exited the village gates, breaking a small hole in the village walls, wanting to avoid any more distractions. It was a wonder why no one noticed him though...
Leaving the village, Kenta shot off into the woods ahead of him, in search for his current target. The only way to make money was to steal it...surely...?

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