House Cleaner = Link

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The shinobi stood before a rather large home, one that he continued to look over time and time again and wonder if what the mission said to do was true. He placed a single hand onto his hip and made sure to bite back his words. He couldn't really deny that it sounded simple and he wasn't willing to take on much else in fear of what might transpire. He simply wished to help inside the village with its small tasked, no matter what his rank or station. If he were not to do it, then surely it would go unnoticed and he felt that doing it would serve well to ease his mind.

As if on cue, the door opened and an elderly man greeted Lee with a smile and a shaky hand "Are you the young man that has come to help a tired old man?" "I am, I am Lee. Lee Ketsueki." "Ah, a Ketsueki, it will be nice to know that I will be taken care of then." Lee nodded and walked up the steps and the old man turned and walked steadily inside, waving for Lee to follow and he did. Once inside, many things seemed out of place and messy. "As you can see, I haven't been able to do much but you'll change that, wont ya boy?" "Yes'sir." "Now, first I want you to take out the trash and put the papers out for recyclin'." "Yes sir."

The tasks were simple enough and as such, he had no real need to preform any sort of jutsu to help his cause, it would only serve to be more confusing then it would have to be. Lee found though, that the numbering amount of trash bags that what he would have thought to be one, possibly two bags, was far greater, rounding around twelve. He took hold of three in each hand and would have to make two trips, as trying to take anymore bags would result in its contents dripping on his person and it was his goal to keep himself as clean as he could.

After making the two trips, it was time for the papers which, like the trash, was more than he would have imagined. Four stacks rose off the ground that almost rose to the height of a child, possibly just as high. He rolled up his sleeves and squatted down to reach down and take hold of the bottom of the stack and lift with his legs. He turned and began to walk to the door, pausing only to look from the side. He did the others with little to no incident, minus tripping out the door and almost losing grasp of a stack.

"You are a blessing child, I will say that much. If you could, I need some shirts folded and some dusting and if you could make sometime, my bed needs to be made." And like that, the old man left without giving Lee another word. Lee looked around and found that with these things, the aid of another wouldn't hurt anything. He held his hands together in the sign of the tiger "Water clone jutsu." With that, four puddles of water just outside the door began to rise up and form duplicates of the caster. Lee was now divided and could even out the chores in a more proper manner. He himself would make the bed whilst one folded clothes and the other three would dust the remainder of the house.

Lee looked at the bed and, like the other tasks, was larger than expected. It could easily fit several people and still have room for more if the person so desired. The sheets were in disarray as he picked up sheet after sheet tossed them to the side. He would have to make the bed from the bottom, up. It was nice that he was as lengthy as he was, it made the task that much easier as he would have to stretch to the other side and wrap each corner and then move to placing another sheet atop it, then another and finally the comforter.

The bed looked almost pressed as he put the pillows at its head, seven of them in total. He then walked back to see how the water clones were doing, each of them had finished their tasks and were now waiting, to which Lee sent them outside to release the jutsu and return them to water. "Ah, a fine job my'boy, a fine one indeed. You have an old man's gratitude but I'm sure you're not just here for thanks. Return and I'll make sure you are rewarded with a nice sum for your help." Lee nodded and left the house, now in a much cleaner state than when he arrived.