Putting them each on the ground, he'd walk them out of the door, bowing once more to the elderly man. It took very little time to walk the entire route for the dogs and it had taken very little time, allowing him to complete this particular mission with very little issue and with alot of time to spare. Returning the dogs, the mission would be stamped by the client, proving its completion. Matsu would bow once, hiding his hands once again in his robes sleeves. 

With the mission coming to a close with its completion. He'd looked at the second mission that was assigned to him. He was to be handling a clean up job. Apparently, he was supposed to be a janitor. He shuddered at the idea as he walked towards the training fields. It wasn't very far away from his own house, but considering he was walking from this old mans house who was quite a bit out of the way, it might be a while before he got there. At his casual leisurely pace, he'd arrive in just about 45 minutes, giving him plenty of time to just take in the sight of the village as he strolled along.

Passing through the market district, he'd look at each of the shops and make note of a few of the people who happened to cross his path. Some of the faces he'd seen before, though he wasn't very good at remembering names. Other faces were simply alien to him. Some of the stalls held goods that were actually worth buying. The irony was that he had no money to waste on any of the stalls that were available. So, with no actual reason to stop at the stalls and no actual money to pay for anything he stopped for, he continued on, walking towards the exit of the market district. The training grounds would be on the other side, waiting for him to arrive.

As he reached the opening where the training grounds began, Matsu would yawn, looking at the beauty of the location. The only thing that was actually out of place in the location was that there were chip bags and cans scattered about. The wooden training dummies were placed in the wrong place, and there was litter in places where there should be no litter. He'd let out a sigh, walking to the first can, picking it up and tossing it into the nearest trashcan. He'd quickly move from item to item picking up as many as he could with his hands, then tossing them away and repeating the process. 

Eventually, he came to the training dummies. They were heavier than he could have imagined, though it was due to them being made mostly of wood and iron. There were three that needed to be moved to the opposite side of the training area. How they'd gotten where they were was beyond him, but he'd fix it regardless.  One by one, he'd move them to the opposite side of the training area and stand them up against the rack on which they were originally standing. 

Dusting his hands off, he'd mark the mission completed himself, and fold the envelope up, placing it in his sleeve with the other two missions. He only had one more to complete for the day and the sun was reaching its peak. With the last mission being at night, he'd have time to grab a quick meal. His stomach was beginning to growl anyway and Matsu was never a fan of starting any type of work on an empty stomach. Especially not work that required lifting cargo.

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