Mission Details:

Yurei was busy working on in their small shop hidden away in some alley corner. It was a niche place of small value to most and lots to some. It sold traditional Japanese toys and other wares, especially attire and dolls. They just realized their whole new summer collection and so far it has been selling well. It was a bit of a side more steady income than taking missions and was something that was catering to another aspect of their personality. Whilst they loved carnage, hunting, and using the occasional corpse for their own pleasure, they just as equally enjoyed art in any form be it painting, drawing, cooking, or fashion. It catered to a completely different side to them that their mother had started back when they lived in the Land of Demons, and later translate when they met their first love in their pre-teens. In this current timeline or something, they were working on dyeing some fabrics by hand as a break from countless sketches dotted around their workspace. The indigo had stained their hands a deep, rich blue that was a slightly acidic smell. Working with their hands always came naturally to them and the feeling of sewing, designing, and such was a missed pass time. They once did it often and truly enjoyed sewing wonderful outfits for themselves and their former master...Sero. He was the only reason they weren't arrested or taken into custody for supposed crimes against the Land of Honey. Of course, they still were on probation due to being accused and disappearing for several years. Thus they had to play extra nice with the missions office or whatever. When a blackbird all but crashed through the open window into their office, Yurei could not help but sigh as they saw the scroll, open it and read it. As they read it they understood the severity of the situation as a call for help and currently too many nin in the village were already away so they were calling whoever was available. Quickly they got dressed and pulled their gear together before they dashed out to the gates. Whoever was assigned this mission would have to get here quick or else be left to catch up on their own. Any moment that passed by was a moment quicker for the assailants to catch up which they can't afford according to the intel.

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