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Back at the bounty board, yet again. He was starting to like the feel of this. Making money the legitimate way was not so bad; he was being paid to kill people, and collecting a bit of a reputation for himself.  He had more than enough money to get him out of Suna at this point, but more would never hurt. If he blew everything crossing the desert, he would just end up in the same hole where ever he ended up. No, he was going to play this game smart; he'd get all he could before he left for greener pastures.

Those grey eyes scanned over the bounty board, looking for something else to take and make himself some good cash to tide him over until he reached where ever he decided to go. It seemed like there was only just the normal low paying missions; find a lost pet, assist with teaching at the academy - Dakuman shuddered when he read that one - until he came across one that had been posted recently. Judging by the posting date, it had been put up while he'd been out of the village, taking care of the bandit problem in Jadestone. Apparently, some academy students came into school acting weird. After being examined by a nurse, it was determined that each student had an unknown compound in thier systems that was the cause of thier odd behavior. When questioned about it, each student gave the same story; they'd purchased the compound in the form of candy bars from a shady dude that was hanging out around the academy at night. He'd told them that they were energy bars that would help them study. Further examination of the 'candy bars' found that each contained a highly dangerous, highly addictive substance.  A bounty and warrent was placed for the head of this individual; Dakuman could only wonder why no one had taken the mission before now. Was there something about this mission he was missing?

It did not matter. Dakuman snatched the listing from the board, and took it to the window to be signed off on. The clerk, remembering him from a few days prior rather quickly signed off on the mission with no issues and allowed him to go. According to the mission briefing, which apparently contained statements from the students, this guy liked to show up around dusk at the academy to try and sell off the drugs. Given that it was early morning, Dakuman had some time to spare. He would swing back by his hotel room and pick up some gear that he felt he would need -- no so much as need, but he felt like he should at the very least field test. The ninjato, Fallen's Retribution, that he'd 'purchased' along with the funds taken from that Haruka kid. There was also that tanto he lifted from the ruins of Jadestone village that seemed to be able to be played like a flute. And last, but certainly not least was a nifty little thing he'd found recently in the slums on the body of a dying man. It was some sort of knife mounted on a bracer The bracer fit easily onto Dakuman's forearm, and he quickly learned how use a flick of his wrist and a minute release of chakra to trigger the mechanism that released the blade. He had never a chance to use it, but it was seemingly a idea weapon to have. Something he could keep under his sleeves and produce when someone believed him to be unarmed. Oh yea, he would definitely be using this today.

603 wc

A trip home to his hotel, and the preparations were made. Strange Tune was strapped diagonally across his back, with the hilt protruding above his right shoulder, held in place by a make shift harness Dakuman created. Fallen's Retribution was strapped horizontaly across the small of his back, with the hilt protruding from his right side. The hidden blade was attached to his left wrist and hidden beneath his clothing. The flute tanto was strapped to his chest to allow easy access should he need to grab it. He took time to make sure that each weapon was secured in his location, even running through a makeshift gauntlet to ensure that they would not fall free as he moved. When he was satisfied with his creation and weapons, he would depart from his hotel room and make his way to the Sunagakure Shinobi Academy.

As Dakuman came upon the Shinobi Academy, he almost immediately frowned; this place was in the same shit condition that it was in when he attended. Where the frick was the funding? Was this why the village was churning such shit tier ninja? Maybe these kids were not truely being poisoned; perhaps this was thier full shit potential being revealed by these drugs. If that was the case, then this 'dealer' was no villian, but rather he was exposing the fucked up system that they lived in. How could something like this actually function if it was true?

Shaking the idea and the frown from his face, Dakuman would quickly survey the scene. Perhaps some of these kids would be useful? Approaching two of the kids, he offered them a bit of ryo to assist him; stand in a certain spot, and do not move from it. For something so simple that would make them money, they quickly agreed. Dakuman would nod to them, and then make his way to the rooftop to begin waiting right above them; the man he was after was said to only appear at dusk, and was apparently paranoid about everything. He was constantly twitching, and looking about to make sure no one was attempting to catch him. If he was always on the lookout, then to Dakuman it was a sign to strike from above. There was less vision, and Dakuman did not have Doton to strike at this man from below and plus, this guy would see him coming from a long distance away if he tried to aproach from the sides. And so, Dakuman settled himself on the rooftop, watching the area patiently. As the sun began to set, he could see a figure approaching the school yard. The person was carring a small case, and kept looking around. Around this time, there was only a few people present; a few kids who were playing unsupervised, apparently tagging a nearby statue to a former Kazekage with grafitti. Every child who was there with a parent or sibling had long left the playground. Dakuman's own two bait children were still below, talking amongst themselves/

As Dakuman watched, the strange persona approached the bait children. Even from this distance, Dakuman could hear him speaking to them, offering them an 'energy bar' that would serve to help them study and pass thier classes. It was all Dakuman needed to hear. From the roof he would leap; plummeting down the three stories to knock the dealer to the ground and pin him to the ground. When the persona began to struggle to get Dakuman off him, the male released the hidden blade, pressing the weapon into the male's throat. Realizing the situation he was in, the man grew still, not wanting to give Dakuman a reason to kill him. With his right hand, Dakuman pulled the promised Ryo out of a pocket and gave it to the kids, telling them not to breathe a word of they were seeing to anyone.

Once the children were gone, Dakman turned back to the dealer whom he had pinned. It would not take much; a simple shift of his weight and the blade was plunged into the neck of the dealer. An artery was severed, and the red liquid began to pool out onto the ground. Dakuman knew something; if this man was taken to prison, he would serve his time, and eventually, he would be released. More than often, life would be hard for this man, and eventually, he would return to being a dealer. Dakuman killing him was a mercy, saving his soul from a life of misery. After all, prison did not rehabilitate criminals, it only made them better at what they did.

Dakuman himself was living proof of this.

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780 | 1383 Total WC

1383/1000 = C rank mission Completed

383 WC remaining

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