- ”Mission Info - Watch the Store”:
Mission Name: Watch the Store
Mission Type: Chore
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Look after the store while the owner's out
Description: A local shop owner of a small general store has to head out on business, to watch the store and keep it open. They are looking to hire someone. Take up the mantle and head on over to the store located in the main street, you can't miss it as it has bright pink windows. The owner will give you a quick rundown before leaving saying he will be back in three hours. Serve any customer who comes through the door with a smile.
Payment: 10,000 Ryo
Requirements: Genin+
Aria skipped down the street with a soft smile across her face and her eyes shined. She was gleaming with joy at the thought of her very first mission as a Genin, and it was supposed to be a rather short endeavor too. The mission report she had read about a hundred times had mentioned she was to work at the shop for the three hours that the shopkeeper intended to be away for. She wasn’t too sure what kind of things he sold in his general shop or the duties required to work it properly, but she was confident in her ability with people and winging it.
The address listed on the report wasn’t too far from the humble abode she lived in with her parents, although it was a path less traveled by her family and herself. After today if she found anything worthwhile at the shop she might just end up becoming a regular for it. The aforementioned business was quaint with a lovely flute melody softly echoing out of its open door, the bright pink windows that the mission letter spoke of, and a pale blue sign, with various musical instruments outlining the sign frame, hung up above the door frame read “Guter Centa”.
“Welcome miss! I am Guter and this is my instrument shop! I also sell general goods but who cares about that… Ahem, may I help you find something?” A chirpy voice greeted her upon entering the store, causing the song to cease as the tall older owner was tending to his customer, and upon entering Aria was taken aback by the endless shelves of instruments and goods lined the three walls of the room. Many of the objects displayed were foreign to the young woman, yet even still they fascinated her. Instruments with various numbers of strings, brass colored and oddly shaped instruments, and sparkling silver objects reflected back at her.
Drawing her attention back to the shop owner she smiled brightly at him as she replied, “My name is Aria Uzumaki and I’m the shinobi who is assigned to take care of your shop while you are away.”
“Ah yes, I almost forgot about that meeting, too lost in the song to recall. Thank you for looking after my beauty here, please be gentle with everything while I’m away, these instruments are delicate like babies.” He gestured for her to follow him as he led her to behind the counter where the till and what she could only guess were super special items being housed in the display case. “This here is where you’ll take and give money back, this case has the hardest to find items in all of Konoha so if someone wants to buy one, see if they’ll wait until I get back. If it’s a slow day try to make yourself useful somehow. With that, I must head out or I’ll end up missing the whole thing!”
In the blink of an eye the older gentleman vanished from the premises, leaving Aria standing there dumbstruck. She never expected a man of that age to be able to move as nimbly as someone in their youth, and she was slowly beginning to learn the shinobi world was a mysterious place full of many wonders. It was no wonder her parents held her back from the academy for a few years, there’s no way she could’ve been prepared for all a ninja can and has to do when she was a mere child. She’d have to thank them later for the decision they made so many moons ago.
Seconds passed before she regained her composure and began milling about the shop once more, seeing if there was anything out of place she could fix and to also give herself a rough idea of how much general items cost. It was an odd pairing, having mystical musical instruments with rather mundane ordinary items.
Soap, makeup, basic shoes, canes, hair products...he has a little bit of everything, I guess that would be how he can afford to have all those rare instruments in the case he was talking about. As she walked down the small paths she could occasionally find an item that was turned side or had fallen over that needed to be placed correctly facing forward, but those kinds of simple fixes were few and far between. Thus making her first hour of shopsitting monotonous, which ended with her grabbing a broom to sweep the tile flooring.
“At least the floor is dirty so I have something to keep busy with! I don't want to touch the instruments and accidentally drop one, since knowing myself that is VERY likely to happen haha.” She spoke aloud to the vacant room while she swept, knowing there was no one there to find it strange, albeit even a little cuckoo, for her to talk to herself.