The Ichisoku Karaoke Bar was currently very crowded tonight. Parties here and there for the young people. It was currently midnight and there was a large line forming in the front of it. Perhaps it was the drinks. Or maybe it was the music. Or, perhaps. Just maybe....it was the total jackass who was singing the music.

Monamasume Mitarashi Suigyomatsu Unraimatsu Furaimatsu Kuunerutokoro Sumutokoro Chōkyūmei Chōsuke Hokurika of the Hokurika Yakuza somehow managed to get a hold of the microphone and decided to show everybody his....erm....'singing masterpiece'.


He couldn't carry a tone to save his life, but he was definitely having fun. To the point that the people inside were actually enjoying him and his charismatic self. They even went as far to clap for him. Monamasume smiled and continued to sing. That was until two shinobi strolled in, forcibly restrained him, and led him outside. "The hell do you think you're doing?! Can't you see I'm singin'." "Shut up scum, lest we let the public know of your cri-" "Tell em, bitch I don't care." "Just do this mission before we casterate you." The two female shinobi forced a scroll into his hand and then vanished. "BITCHES." Monamasume yelled as he opened up the scroll and began reading.

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There have been multiple complaints from citizens from around the village about the Litter Bug Gang, a genin squad of Konoha. Your job Is to find, and stop three troublemaking shinobi In Konoha from causing property damage. Their crimes range from massive littering to complete vandalism for no exact reason. Be cautioned, however, these aren't children, but young men In their twenties.

Monamasume merely blinked at what he read. A gang? A gang called the Litter Bug Gang at that? Just who do they think they are? Getting a mission for them while all the big dogs are out there, pulling off big crimes and, yet, have no mission to stop them. Bullshit! Monamasume ripped the scroll apart and was about to head back into the club before he suddenly stopped, thinking. Kicking the shit out of these guys may be able to boost some of his reputation in the streets while strengthing the trust between him and Konaha. Then again...he did like singing. Oh, it was so hard to choose between the two. On one hand, he gets paid for fighting. On the other hand, karaoke, with all the cute guys in the club flirting with him. After weighing his options for a little while longer, he sighed. He'd best go after the gang, he assumed. Better to get paid then laid they said. As such, with his ringed hands in his pockets, Monamasume began down walking Konaha's various streets. Lights from the various stalls brightened the night. Laughing could be heard, while dancing could be seen. People were having a in-general good time.

Well, people meaning everyone except Monamasume. He couldn't help but frown. Still, he had a job to do and he was gonna do it. For the money, that is. People came and went as he continued on. He slowly left the busiling city-life, and was approaching the more dark, ghettos of Konahagakure No Sato. There were people of course, but not like the ones he saw back at the market stalls. Whores, pimps, beggars, and gangsters lined the streets. Talking, gambling, drinking, and doing various other unmentionable acts in public. Monamasume slowly smiled. He could sense that he was getting close to the little gang, mainly because of all the food wrappers on the ground.

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It was quite boring to say the least, walking about the ghettos at night, searching for three random dipshits who were in trouble for littering. Seriously, isn't there a police force or something? While musing over the idea of a police force, he heard a snicker, and it wasn't the good, chocolate kind either. It was in a alley way, illuminated (barely) by the numerous lights about it. There, inside of it, were three men. One was sitting down on a closed dumpster, one on the ground, and one was standing up with his arms crossed. The arm crossed one also seemed to be armed with a katana. "Found them...." Monamasume said quietly to himself as he quietly walked towards the trio, his hands in his pocket as always. Though they seemed to be conversing before, they all stopped when the Yakuza drew closer, his smile unsettling the air. "The fuck are you?" Asked the one on the dumpster, making a handseal. "And why here?" Said the katana wielding one, exposing his dumbness. Monamasume remained silently for a moment, staring at them for a moment, before speaking. "Hey..." He said, "wanna see something cool?" The trio looked at each other before looking back at Monamasume. "Suuuure...." Said the one sitting down before Monamasume's foot met with his face, breaking his nose. The one on the dumpster, having already made a handseal, spitted out a large fire ball, which seeming hit the Yakuza. Once the flames cleared, however, it was revealed that he was completely uneffected, as he had used his Dragon Body technique. Before he knew it, the katon user had his smashed against the wall behind him, falling unconsious to the site of Mona's maniac smile. Then came the stupid one, unshealthing his katana for a slice. Monamasume jumped over the horizontal slash before grabbing the arm. With bizaare speed, he cracked the sword user's wrist, causing him to let go of the blade. Once that was done, Mona headbutted him, knocking him out. Being done with that, he dragged their hides to be arrested and got paid, now being able to return to his adoring fans.

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MISSION COMPLETE