Isamu wasn't very strong. He was weak physically; tall and lean, but lacking power and force. He spent his time training ninjutsu, rather than lifting weights. So it seemed odd to him that some Kiri villagers were hiring him to do housework. As his beliefs stated, a mission was a mission, so he didn't turn it down and was rather determined to help. The clients' home wasn't far from his own, and the walk there took just 10 minutes. He showed up at a particularly large and clean-looking house. He saw a child looking at him through the window, and when they made eye contact the girl fled. He lifted his hand and knocked on the door, once, twice, and a third time. A long pause, followed by the sound of light footsteps, and suddenly the door opened to reveal a woman who looked quite young, and she was petite with long, vibrant blonde hair. Her green eyes looked like faded emeralds as the overcast sky shone in her pupils. "Are you Isamu?" She asked, simply.

"Yeah. I'm here to help with your..." he paused to grab the mission details from his pocket, "...plumbing...and the damage that a leak has cause in your wall."

She nodded and grabbed his hand, taking him directly to the bathroom. The little girl peeked in, desperate not to be seen, so although he knew of her presence, he didn't make it obvious. "So, the toilet and the sink as well as the water heater have all stopped working properly. Could you help fix it?"

Isamu had no idea what to do. But, he gave her a thumbs up, and she smiled and went back to the living room. Now, Isamu sat down and looked at the exposed pipes. First thing he noticed was that it was loose at one end, so he grabbed a monkey wrench that was resting on the sink and adjusted the pipe. Just after doing this, the sound of running water came booming from the wall. He tapped the wall twice, and it crumbled, water gushing out and covering him. He pushed his hand through the jet stream and covered it while he tightened the area, and it creaked, but finally settled. He tested the sink, and it worked fine.
"Well that was easy..." Now he squatted down and picked up a piece of the wood that was once the wall. He checked a nearby cabinet and found a plethora of tools, from glues to screws to deadbolts. His eyes wandered around the toolbox, locating the useful things that could easily repair this horrid hole in the wall. He pieced together the section of the wall with super glue, and then took the section and set it back into place with 2 deadbolts, and painted over them to cover them up. Then, he cleaned up the water that had gotten on the ground and dried his hair and himself with a towel before walking over to the water heater. It was hot just standing near it. He examined all the tubes and pipes; no problems. He sniffed a little, and smelt gas. He assumed it was a gas leak somewhere, and after a brief examination, he found the source and cut off the gas, fixed the leak, re-routed the water and turned the heat back on. It worked fine, too. He finally came back out to the living room. The woman sat there, looking back at him. "Did you fix it?"

"Yup, no more problems for you. You're good to go."

"Oh, thank you! You're reward should be waiting back at the mission board. Thank you again!"

He took a few steps back, out the door, and he closed the door quietly behind him.

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