Clean Two

Name: Maintain a training ground
Location: Anywhere
Rank: D
Team: No
Client: Random Citizen
Rewards: 500 exp and 500 Ryo
Description: One of the local training grounds is covered with trash! You need to get in there and clean it up before any visitors see it and think poorly of your village!

Clean Two

There was nothing more stressful than being tasked with doing somethingn very important in a very short period of time. Yet this was a fate that Gekkido would have to get use to if he were to be a leader of armies and a ruler of nations. For now, it meant picking up the fresh trash off the training grounds before visitors arrived. Gekkido hurried with great speed to touch each and every piece of trash he could find. Why go so fast you might wonder? It is not as though he actually carried about the pride of the facility or those who'd employed him. But he gained a new sense of pride for himself and his ideal governed the quality of his actions. Everything he did needed to be done excellently in order to grow in him the attribute of excellence. He needed to use all situations to work also towards becoming a greater and greater warrior, and that meant even mundane tasks were to be done with athletic brilliance. He tested and timed himself to see just how fast he could pick up every single piece of trash in sight and to do so gracefully. The Kaguya had been branded a clan of violent people, but they carried more grace to their fighting style than any other taijutsu clan in the country. Gekkido wanted to not only be a slayer of men, but a graceful one. He needed to make killing look easy if it was to leave the impression of superiority that he desired. Efficency was the mark of any great King, not wasting even the smallest ounce of energy on frivolous words, movements, or thoughts. For him at this time, frivolous thoughts included romantic, negative, fearful, and vain thoughts. He needed and wanted at all times to be energizing his charismatic and powerful persona and building the magnificent citadel of his character one golden brick at a time. Such glorious ideals came from the best of a man, and brought out the best in him at the same time. He moved himself from picking up trash to now watering the grass ever so gently. He used sprinklers and not water jutsu to ensure there wouldn't be too much mud or debris left on the sidewalk. Gekkido, if viewed from a far, would be seen to be cleaning with such intensity and class that one might wonder if his life or job were on the line. What they would in fact be seeing is a man inspired. Not inspired to do the task at hand, but to handle the task of life itself. The flame of this desire ignited all other powers within a man and soon his soul would be like a wildfire; everything he touched would be infected with its light and the intensity of its fervency. Gekkido finished cleaning about five minutes before the land owners were to arrive and inspect the place, much to the pleasure of those who awaited him in the front office with check in hand. Gekkido arrived in the office with such a sense of pride that he hardly felt taking the check was necessary, he'd rewarded himself with so much seratonin and tesosterone in the way in which he thought and acted in doing the task itself. Nevertheless, he took the money and went off into the distance with greater confidence and humilty.