Naruto - Squad Thirteen's Journey (In Character)

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"Hmph. Normally I'd refuse," she spoke, her imitation of his voice now almost similar to the original. Cracking a wide grin, she dispelled the transformation, returning to her usual looks. "But you're kinda boring anyways."
"Well as they say, 'whatever floats your boat'," Atsuki replied dismissively. If he was trying to incense him, she'd have to try better than that. After all, true or otherwise, he wasn't the kind of person to care for how much of a, well, person he had to be.

And then the stuff that happened after this part chronologically happened.

"Now see here you little shit if you didn't fight that cat would you have learned anything from it? And use your brain there's no way even if they have jutsu that they'd be on a genin level. These guys must just be somewhat skilled dregs from some slum. If they prove more than that there's no way they can take me so don't piss your pants."
"Hmm.... You seem to have misinterpreted my statement," Atsuki stated in a low-whisper, likely for the same reason their sensei was, "I was not questioning the efficacy of the affair with Nekojima as a teaching resource. It was certainly more exciting, if a bit more overly complicated, than any of the alternatives - fighting you, getting taught the theory and such. Wouldn't have changed it a bit, and for that I give you praise."

"It doesn't change the fact that our strength will be sufficient, so no need to worry your little head."

To emphasize his point, Atsuki patted the hand that was currently holding his head in place.

"You really are a foul mouthed man sensei." Mitsuhide said too the two of them
"He's right you know," Atsuki agreed with a nod, disheveling his hair further as a result of the hand firmly planted on his crown, "Now if you would kindly remove your hand from my head before it becomes odd, that would be grand."
 
"Alright old man lead the way." Mitsunari said bluntly as he pulled his hand away from Atsuki and waited for the man to lead them down the steps towards the front of the building. The old man explained to the children various things from how the bandits were raiding and burning down all sorts of small settlements around the country side and vanishing into the forest usually at night but they had been getting more brazen lately and had even stolen some cattle during the day. "The bandits to my knowledge are sneaky and stealthy but can still be brutish and full of hot air. No one who burns down an entire village can't be a calm and sincere person. The locals have been trying to fight them off without the aid of the ninja but too no avail. So we have come to you in this time of need in order to defeat them. We have little in the way of wealth but we pooled some of our savings to pay for you. We figured even a group of younger ninja would be of more help than untrained farmers. Plus we'd get an adult ninja as well. Chunin would probably be more effective but they wouldn't be as cost effective. I'm not trying to say that you aren't useful young ones but you have to admit you still are a bit wet behind the ears I'm sure at your age." the old man said as Mitsuhide looked at the old man with a frowned face.

"Look old dude I got this I said I did! Just because I'm 'wet behind the ears' doesn't make me an unstoppable force of nature when provoked. Those big thugs don't scare me one bit. I learned how to take down people bigger than man from Hiyato sensei. If I can handle training with a taijutsu specialist of Hiyato's rank then I can hold my own with some brutes with muscles bigger than their brains. Heck I think Atsuki can take them on all by himself let alone the need for me or the new girl." Mitsuhide said with pride as he beat his chest and smiled as the old man said he had faith in them and that he was just speaking frankly. "Trust me if it comes to it revered elder than I will put them all in their place before they can so much as lift a finger. This mission is just a mission to show the kids some real action. Nothing teaches ninja better than real experience. You can lecture and make hypotheses all week long but if they fail in the field you're screwed. You need experience to meld yourself into a formal force. If the kids could handle the cat monster they mentioned earlier than they can handle some thug. Anything bigger I'll break them like a candy bar."
 
She yawned as she followed them out of the building. "They're just bandit. We could just go beat them up and go back home in time for dinner." Abruptly she pulled off a transformation, this time taking the form of their Sensei. "Hmph, such confidence. Don't come crying to me if you get beaten up when you underestimate them." Her imitation of his voice was quite good this time, perhaps due to him talking quite a lot more. "Or something like that, right?" He'd probably start a long spiel about something something ninja pride and all that as well. Her father would do that a lot, sometimes talking up to hours on end. No one has time for that so she'd usually just bugger off right then and there if it looked like a lecture was coming.

Haruko kept on maintaining the transformation, conveniently pushing away her fears for the moment by concentrating on the image. While she did had a good look over at her Sensei's body language, she didn't bother to imitate it, leading to the slightly disturbing image of a grown man humming to himself while skipping merrily alongside the group.
 
"You know transforming into the others is cute and all but I'd recommend not transforming into me unless you have too. I have a lot of dangerous enemies kid. As for that...well that's what I'd usually say but not in this case. I don't need any of you guys dying on me. So if you're out of your head you come to me got it? I don't like holding your hand but I'm still the responsible adult here." Mitsunari said as he barely minded Haruko's transformation and replied with blunt indifference. He looked over to Atsuki and lifted an eyebrow. "How about you sunshine you got anything to say?"
 
A moment passes in silence.

"Oh, were you talking to me?" Atsuki asked in a way that was either sarcastic or sincere; it was hard to tell. "I suppose I do," he answered lethargically, regarding the sensei that was acting like a teenage girl with an odd look before regarding the sensei who wasn't with a much more normal-if-a-bit-blase look. "From what I've gathered, these thugs we're up against seem as if they ought to be the type of people to make an attempt at stalking and ambushing us once we get far enough away from either village," he explained, not only to his sensei but to the group as a whole. If they cared enough to listen, that is. "That said, brutish and full of hot air indicate that they would likely botch such a delicate procedure if they attempted it and, as Senju-san said, we should be able to more than handle our targets as long as they don't have overwhelming numbers or more guile than they ought, so I wouldn't be too concerned on that front."

"Was that what you were looking for or shall I make trite comments regarding the weather?"
 
"I don't see why we're all hot and bothered about this anyway. Yeah they're bandits. Yes they're jerks. But we have a jonin here with us. I don't think we're going to have any problems so let's just keep moving." Mitsuhide grumbled as the old man led them towards the gate and out of the village in a short manner. Near the entrance they met with the Kenshin Uchiha who waved at them and pointed out they kept the old man's horse and carriage safe and sound. "So you guys can either ride in the carriage or go along with your sensei on the outside." the old man said explaining he thinks it would be better to have an eye out around them just in case. Mitsunari said he was going to suggest that all of the 'delicate' little kids couldn't handle walking all the way to the village and that they would all go inside of it. "I honestly don't believe you guys have it in you. I'll give you two miles tops before you start complaining to your sensei that your feet hurt." Mitsunari said as Mitsuhide frowned deeply at him and marched up to their sensei. "Like hell! I got a lot more stamina then you give me credit for! But you know what I got nothing to prove too you so I'm sticking inside that carriage. You guys feel like walking with the geezer than go ahead." Mitsuhide grumbled with indignation as he jumped into the back of the carriage.
 
"I see. Dangerous enemies huh?" With a small poof, the transformation was dispelled. "Will they throw stale bread at us? I don't really want to fight that sort people again. I got crumbs everywhere after that."

Haruko started humming a little tune to herself, barely listening to the others. There was no more transformation for now, as she already had a good gist of what her teammates and sensei were like from just that two transformation. Enough to give a convincing imitation perhaps. She still wished she could be with her previous team however. The previous sensei was nice, though he smelled of alcohol.

Finally arriving at the carriage, she was about to get in before the sensei spoke.

"I honestly don't believe you guys have it in you. I'll give you two miles tops before you start complaining to your sensei that your feet hurt."

"AHAHA~ Only two miles?" She spoke, a rather proud expression on her face. "I can walk much more than that, all the way to the village if I had to. On my hands even."
 
"You know you talk a lot of shit for a genin fresh out of the freaking academy. Kid whoever your teacher was before he wasn't me so start showing me a little more respect. I don't need to teach you crap. I like your spunk it'll serve you well but talking down to your higher ups will just become a pain in the ass later. As for walking on your hands. Well whatever if you want to do that go ahead and do it. Just don't complain to me when your hands hurt and rocks cut your palms you little show off." Mitsunari said as he dismissed the young girl with a wave of his hand as he motioned for the old man to get moving. Mitsuhide sat in the back of the carriage with some food that the old man bought for his people and hummed a tone as he thought about the mission ahead of them.

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Some time passed as the group passed along the trails and eventually the reached the village. It was a quaint little town as there were very few houses and they were very spaced out. There were more stuff around town like a small hot spring, a town hall, an inn, and a blacksmith but for the most part it seems that most people only came here on the way to something else if at all. "I can see why you couldn't afford to hire a more experienced unit. This place is really poor looking sir." Mitsunari said as Mitsuhide looked out the back of the carriage as a man led his goats towards the forest. "Yeah no offense old man but why not just move to another village and combine your resources? There's barely anyone here anymore." Mitsuhide responded as he looked about and then turned towards the old man. He never had been to such a desolate looking village. No wonder why bandits would prey on people like this. But really? Didn't they have any pride? These people had nothing but what they could pull by on. Was rice really all that valuable. "Heritage is an very important thing to us here young man. I don't blame you for not understanding but you must understand...most of us were born here. Most of us raised children here and we don't have the resources of strength to move anywhere else. If you were raised here you'd understand." the old man said as Mitsuhide looked at the old man and he figured he would probably understand if he was indeed raised here. But at the same time...he was confused as too how long this village would remain after the remaining inhabitants either moved away or passed onto the next life.
 
Unsurprisingly, Atsuki regarded his sensei's rhetorical suggestion with way more seriousness than it ought to have been taken. On one hand, walking was slow, energy-consuming, and filthy as fu- carried the potential to be hygienically inconvenient. On the other hand, walking allowed for easier reaction against threats, valid exercise, and proof that he could walk at least three kilometers without complaining. Not that such a point needed to be proven, though. If it was just walking, even a child could manage that. Either way, taking all of these factors and more into account, Atsuki finally came to a decisive proper conclusion. In order to reap the advantages of walking as well as those of riding, he would sit beside the carriage driver.
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And then they finally reached the old man's village in all its destitute glory. Why bandits would pick this place to terrorize other than for the ease of it was beyond Atsuki. Unless they were stealing large quantities of grain or cows or whatever, they couldn't have been making much money per raid. Perhaps it was training for recruit bandits? Atsuki shook his head. No. If that were the case, the bandits would've either moved on from here by now, or they were dealing with some kind of syndicate that was gathering recruits at a fairly quick pace, which would be very unlikely considering the information already established.

"Pardon me elder, but what do you know of the bandits' activities?"

Atsuki could've formulated hypotheses all day while the elder droned on about heritage, but there was no point in blind conjecture when they had an information source right along with them. Besides, someone had to ask eventually. They might as well get it over with now.
 
"Beyond what I have told you already? Not much. Only that there was a nearby area that travelers on their way to the land of lightning would go to has been burned down to the ground. There were no ninja stationed there and the travelers luckly managed to escape but many of them were hurt but it still eerily close to the village." the old man said to Atsuki as suddenly a fairly tough looking man came up to them. He was carrying a sword and he had a sash across his chest that had no markings on it. He was wearing a green robe and simple white pants. "How about this kid: They're more than likely nearby." the man said bluntly before walking away as Mitsuhide glowered at him with distaste as the old man sighed. "That man is my nephew Kosama he is a well meaning man but the recent events have made up quite on edge sorry if he is rude he means well." the old man said as Mitsunari spit on the ground and cracked his fingers. "He can be the sage's boyfriend for all I care old man look just point us in the right direction and we'll be taking a trip to the nearby village that got burned down. I forgot to mention that kids. On the reports there was a small village nearby that was burned down we're going to investigate there and we'll hopefully find out more stuff about the bandits there. Then we'll check the nearby burned down site though it's fresh I think these punks expect people to chase after where they were recently not where they were before. Returning to loot a place is common practice among bandits especially if security has laxed. Suffice to say no one is in the burned down village anymore so my guts tell me the scavengers may be looking for lost jewels or other precious objects." Mitsunari said as Mitsuhide looked at him strangely. He wasn't sure if his sensei was making all too much sense at all. "Um what? But wouldn't that be risky? I mean they already took most of the stuff there. Why bother coming back for a few scraps? Seems pointless." Mitsuhide said as Mitsunari looked at Mitsuhide in annoyance, "Then do you got a better plan wood for brains?"
 
"Che... You're all no fun"

That was it? That was all the reaction she could get? They're more boring than she expected. Not even a tsukkomi line somewhere. Sulking, she clambered on the back of the wagon, pouting as she did so. Her bad mood didn't last too long however, as she started to hum a tune to herself. Being out of the village was always nice; it gets boring seeing the same old thing after a while.

Not too long after, they reached the old man's village, where they looked around at what seemed to be a rundown backwater village. "Well, this looks homely."

Listening to the others speak, it looked like they would start bickering with each other. The sensei wasn't much help either, being very quick to insult one of his students. It was enough to make her wish her old sensei didn't disappear.

"Well, perhaps we could split up or something like that." She said with a nonchalant tone. "We'd cover more ground that way. A bunch of bandits will hardly be trouble for any of us anyways."
 
"He certainly does lack refinement, yes," Atsuki agreed with an short, affirmative nod and an aside look. While such uncouth manner would have been acceptable had the brute provided relevant input, vague, widely-applicable comments like that were the realm of fortune tellers and soothsayers. In other words: completely useless and utterly grating. Still, it wasn't enough to justify getting riled up over, so he'd keep his mouth shut about that for now. "Thank you for the additional information elder."

And with that, he was content to wait and see what plan of investigation their team would formulate. Unfortunately, it seemed that there was a schism forming in their group. Again. Frustrating but not entirely unexpected. Still, it seemed that someone had a cool head on their shoulders. Not the person he would have expected, but a person nonetheless. And for that, he was thankful. "Good call. Splitting up does sound like the best option. We have two locations and four people, so each team has a back-up for whatever reason that may be necessary," he agreed, nudging his head towards the new girl as a form of acknowledgement before regarding Mitsuhide. "Fire doesn't burn everything Senju-san. Any metal and stone-based objects would likely remain in a state where they could at least recast any precious metal and grind out damage from gems. And, as sensei said, since nobody is there..." He left the rest unsaid.
 
"Hold on young lady and gentlemen shouldn't you wait for your elder to decide what to do?" the elder asked as they finally came onto a two story building and the older man stopped to explain that this was the town hall and there was some food here for them to eat before they went on their way. "We wanted to extend our thanks further by offering you all food before you go." the old man said as Mitsunari finally spoke up. "Plan is dumb kid. How am I supposed to keep an eye on you runts if you go off to god knows where and get yourself hurt? I'm responsible for your asses here. If we go somewhere we go to together. Wait till you get some hair in the right places before you all decide you want to do things without your teacher. And before you say 'oh sensei we're all talented shinobi and we should be given the same respect as anyone else' that's a load of crap. You've got no actual experience. I still don't know the capabilities of these idiots we're after so I'm not going to risk your skin on the chance they're better than the average bandit." Mitsunari said as he stepped up towards the hall as Mitsuhide frowned. "But this was what we're trained to do sir! We have to have the chance to shine. I'm sure we'll be safe if we can handle the cat means we can handle some scum." Mitsuhide said but he felt unsure inside. What Mitsunari said was true enough he couldn't risk his life on the off chance it was something more but if it wasn't...they could learn more if they did their own thing. Regardless the prospect of free food beckoned to him and he went up to the town hall with Mitsunari. "Well newbie and moody you coming with woody?"
 
Recalling the last time he had food offered to him while he was on duty, Atsuki was tempted to deny the old man's offer. Though since it seemed that his sensei and teammate were going to do so, the Uchiha figured that he might as well go and then pick through his food. Subtly, of course. He wouldn't want to draw suspicion (in the event that it was, in fact, tainted) or ire (in the event that it was not, and he was making an ass of himself). Similarly, when his sensei spoke of the unknown capabilities of the bandits, Atsuki was tempted to make a smarmy comment about the use of Shadow Clones and a previous comment about being strong enough to handle any bandit. But that wasn't important now, the commanding officer had made the call to refrain from any split-ups.

With his plan of action in mind, Atsuki finally answered his sensei. "I don't see why not," he intoned, following after Mitsuhide and stepping up towards the town hall. Besides, although he had already eaten lunch, that was quite a while ago, and who knew when they would get a chance to eat next? Although... the fact that every hour they spent doing something like eat or travel meant the scene of the crime could get that much colder and the bandits could get that much more done, bothered him. This mission might have been a great change of pace, but Atsuki wanted to resolve it efficiently and effectively, damn it.
 
"Oh! Food would be great right now! I'm starving!"

Well, at the very least, they had free food to look forwards to. Regardless of what her sensei said, what was proposed just now seemed to be the better option. If they all went to one place, they could potentially miss the bandits, wasting more time. Then they'd have to sweep the woods, and all that rubbish. Perhaps if three of them went to a site, and the sensei went to another... . Either way, now wasn't the time for planning. There was food ahead to be eaten after all.

"Well newbie and moody you coming with woody?"

"Newbie and... What are we some sort of manzai group now?" She spoke, looking seemingly disgruntled before she slapped the Uchiha lightly on his back. "If anything he should be Grumpy and I'll be Handsome."

Haruko gave an expectant look towards him after that, evidently hoping he would catch on.
 
"Oh yeah you don't know do you? Your little friend Mitsuhide over there is one of the rare Senju clan members who has the power to control the wood style ninjutsu art. Only one known user of that has ever existed besides him and that was the first Hokage Hashirama Senju." Mitsunari said casually as he led the group inside as the elder looked back at Mitsuhide with renewed intrigue and then he turned around and led the group down towards the dining hall. Mitsuhide smiled as he rubbed his nose. It felt good to be important and unique! Literally no one else could use his style of ninjutsu and he had discovered his by complete accident. "Be smug on your own time you little shit we got work too do." Mitsunari grumbled as he past by Mitsuhide and grabbed him by the head messing up his hair as the elder led the group into a large banquet hall where a bunch of other elderly gentlemen and ladies sat and they all bowed to the young ninja and welcomed them. Mitsunari sat at the side of the elder and Mitsuhide the other as he glared at his sensei who completely ignored the glares from his pupil. The dishes on the table ranged from simple ramen bowls, to shrimp, rice, beans, to beef, and chicken. An elderly lady explained it was also the head elder's son's birthday and that they were celebrating it even though he himself was out of town on a business trip. It was rare that they had feasts and not much time between harvests so the elders were having a mini-celebration. "Well dig in kids just don't be pigs and be respectful get me?" Mitsunari said as he grabbed a bowl of rice nearby and slowly started to eat at it careful not to be wasteful of the food he was given. Mitsuhide on the other hand grabbed a bowl of ramen and hungrily gulped it down his throat.
 
"..."

Although a light slap on the back was not something that hurt, Atsuki's back muscles tensed like he was in the shower and the water temperature was too extreme. He rubbed his knuckles against his spine, rubbing the sensation away, before quickly swiping his hand to flick off any dust, grime, bugs, taped notes, or whatever strange things might now be placed upon his back. "Hm?" he hummed, turning his gaze to Haruko and sounding for all the world as if he wasn't irked, taken aback, or otherwise caught off guard by the sudden contact.

'I see...' A brief moment passed before the intention behind that expectant look finally clicked. Well he wasn't used to this kind of request, so this would definitely be an experience. Probably not a good one, if he was being honest with himself, but if he was thinking about this pragmatically, even 'failure' (for a given quantity of 'failure', that is) could be turned to some type of advantage. Namely, the advantage that makes it so he never has to do anything like this again. "Hmph. I don't see how I'm grumpy," Atsuki said grumpily, with a grumpy expression, "but at least we both agree on one part: you're definitely Handsy."


And then he continued in silence.

"That's impressive," Atsuki complimented tersely as the squad was ushered into the dining hall full of old people. Whether that 'impressive' was towards Mitsuhide's specialty or the feast laid out by elderly downtrodden farmers was left unsaid. He returned the bow of greeting to the elders like the refined young man he was before looking over the food. The don dishes looked appetizing, nutritious and clean enough; they would suffice for dinner. After coming to his decision, Atsuki grabbed the appropriate dish and looked to his sensei, and then to Mitsuhide. Considering neither was choking on their own bile or hitting the floor, and that it was a banquet of clients by clients, he could assume it was safe. Or that the effects of any potential drugs would come into play later.

'Perhaps it would be best not to think about it and just eat,' he thought, giving his food a once over for any blatantly off-looking things before eating.
 
The dinner went on as planned Mitsuhide and Mitsunari traded banter occasionally about stuff going around the village as the elder spoke of a tale of a young samurai who had traveled across the land long ago before the village was founded. He was one of the Legendary Six Shogun. A group of samurai who would be one fabled as one of the last groups of Samurai to make a name for themselves before they were steadily pushed out by the ninja. The group has no known surviving members. Their last days had them fighting five entire ninja clans in an attempt to rescue a priestess from harm and capture at the hands of a now destroyed nation that had been swallowed up by what is now known as The Hidden Rain Village. The Six Shogun fought valiantly. Torum The Back Edge known for his speedy footwork and masterful display with a sword had died first having sacrificed himself to buy everyone time to make it past a river. Hasuna The Stalwart in his massive armor and two handed katana had fought and killed two of the five clans leader before finally being cut down by a kunai assault. The Leader of the Six Shinto The Enlightened had spent his last days hungry and tired before he and Reiji of The Million Strikes both were felled too allow the priestess and Sonosuke The Younger too escape from a daring assault of ninja. Though they did meet up with their estranged member Kaisuke The Black who had wielded duel blades. Though Sonosuke and the priestess made it all the way to their destination and to safety Konosuke was lost in lore as he had fled the scene when the ninja clans caught up with them and refused to let their disgrace go and stories say that Kaisuke the Black told Sono to run others say that Sono ran like a coward. Other comment that he stayed and actually held his own. However all stories agree that Kaisuke had fallen in the end and the Six Shogun faded into history. "You kids can learn something from those Six you know. They're legends for a reason. Powerful in mind, spirit, and immortalized in death. They fought not for glory or their own gain but to save a young woman whom they promised to protect. Though I don't urge you too go and get yourselves killed I recommend keeping this story in mind. Thanks for telling us the story dear elder." Mitsunari stated as the Elder nodded with a happy smile. Mitsuhide enjoyed the story thoroughly as suddenly a man rushed into hall and was panting profusely, "SIR! ELDER! THE BANDITS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED NEAR THE FARMLANDS NEARBY THAT BELONG TO MR. HASHIGAWA!" the man stated as Mitsunari stood up and cracked his neck and knuckles. "I guess that's our cue to go kick some booty!" Mitsuhide said with a smile as he pulled himself up and took one last bite of his food as Mitsunari ordered his team to follow him immediately and that they shouldn't rush ahead. "I figured this would happen. Too many times have I rushed off somewhere only to have my prey show themselves nearby. Experience kids. Wait and things will come." Mitsunari stated as he briskly headed towards the front of the building.
 
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In a completely unsurprising turn of events, Atsuki remained still and silent, even as his comrades exchanged banter and especially as the elder spun a delightful tale about people who thought their level of strength was sufficient, but ended up being too weak to do anything in the end. Or at least that was the perverted lesson the young Uchiha had gotten from the story; evidently their sensei thought that the lesson was about self-sacrifice for the greater good or keeping promises or some such. While such a sentiment undoubtedly was important, Atsuki would rather not have to think about sacrificing anyone and then dying in a blaze of glory. The young ninja nodded sagely, momentarily pausing his consumption, "It was a very insightful tale. Inspiring, if I say so myself." His critique given, Atsuki resumed eating dinner. By this point he had finished his first dish and was on to his second; it was a feast, so it would be impolite to not indulge himself as best he could. Whatever extra calories and unnecessary nutritional supplements he had accrued, he could work off later. It was about three quarters of the way into his udon that a particularly disheveled man burst into the hall, shouting his lungs off about how the bandits have been located.

"Wonderful," Atsuki intoned, placing his chopsticks on top of the bowl with a satisfied look on his face, "That certainly saves us the time and energy." He stood up and turned to the elder, gave a curt bow, and thanked the man for the meal. "Thank you for the meal, elder." With that said, he followed his sensei out of the hall, a shark-like grin crossing his face. He had been itching for something fun to do, and combating bandits would certainly help his body metabolize the excess food he had consumed. "What's our plan of attack, sensei?" Atsuki inquired, "Do you think we should remain in formation, or split off and take out bandits in different parts of the field independently?"
 
"Haruko stays here and will hold down the fort while we got out. You and Mitsuhide will engage the enemy and then if they have anything big planned I'll jump in and stop it in it's tracks. If you guys can't handle them then I'll step in and lend a hand then. But I think since you two talk big then you should walk big. Again I could be overestimating these bandits but I'm hoping that this will be at least a decent training exercise." Mitsunari said as he led the group outside and threw Haruko one of his kunai. "That has a special tag on it throw it into the air if bandits come back and you can't handle it. I'll make my way back as soon as possible. Now let's get moving!" Mitsunari said as he led the two boys off towards the farm which the elder pointed out the general direction of before he let the trio go. As Mitsunari led them towards their destination he stopped suddenly as Mitsuhide stumbled and nearly fell flat on his face off a tree. "What's the big deal!?" Mitsuhide grumbled as he caught his breath barely and anxiously waiting to finally get his chance to take out these bandits after a long journey here and having to sit through that ancient story about the samurai. "I'm taking my leave of you for now go on ahead I'll be going to see where I can set up so I can take out these guys up ahead. Go on get moving!" Mitsunari grumbled as he waited for the other two to jump off and then vanished into thin air. Mitsuhide probably figured their sensei was just leaving in order to make sure they don't give away his location but he didn't stop and kept moving. Eventually they came across a large field which was on fire now and a house was barricaded a group of large and intimidating looking thugs were bashing at the door and some were spread out torching what they couldn't carry. Mitsuhide thought about it and figured it'd be best if they took them out silently. "I got the field burners go take care of those guys near the house!" Mitsuhide said as he jumped off towards the nearby grass and corn stalks. The crowd towards the house were all mostly looking for ways to get into the place without burning it down and it seemed they were finding it hard since the door was barricaded and there were no windows above the second floor. There were eight of them in total all had some sort of weapon be it a crude sword or a mace.
 
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