Mission Info:

Juyo woke up in his lonely apartment on the south side of Kumogakure no Sato.  Things were quite lazy today, as he yawned his way to the cupboard.  He prepared a bowl of Shinobi-O's, added milk and began chowing down. Shinobi-O's were Juyo's favorite morning munchies and the sugary goodness never failed to make the morning start right.  As he crunched down on a big spoonful, he pulled out a mission order he'd received the day before.  Another troll needed to die and this time Juyo felt good enough to face it on his own.  The mission brought back memories of when he had first done it with Hoshi Yamamoto.  The girl had been quite annoyingly cocky if he remembered correctly.  Also, if he remembered this correctly as well, she had defected not too long afterwards.  It figured, she was so stuck up and overconfident that she probably thought she was being held back.  Juyo quietly ate his Shinobi-O’s and read the back of the cereal box while making a mental note to try and take the heart of Hoshi if given the chance.  A shinobi on the back of the cereal box was asking Juyo to help him get to the Raikage to save the village and needed Juyo to find the shuriken, kunai, and katana in the picture.  The picture was packed with people fighting, but only with fists, so it didn’t take too long for Juyo to pick out the kunai, shuriken, and katana.

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Lifting up the bowl, the remaining milk rushed down to Juyo's mouth as he swallowed it up.  He wiped off his mouth and burped a bit as he went to the closet and got dressed.  Looking around the room after getting dressed, Juyo patted his pockets to check if he had everything.  Finding his kunai and shuriken missing, he quickly scoured the apartment for them.  Not long had he started his search before he stubbed his hand with a kunai while patting blindly under his bed.  Instinctively he pulled his hand to his face and sucked on the small cut to ease the pain.  Once he deemed his hand was okay, Juyo leaned his head down to see under his bed and carefully pulled out his kunai.  Lifting himself with one hand on his bed, Juyo continued his search around the apartment, now looking for his shuriken.  Juyo wasn’t the tidiest ninja ever and could quite possibly be the messiest, but it wasn’t nearly as messy as it would’ve been had he won that monkey.  He shook his head as he recalled how he nearly won a monkey once.  It was a pity, monkeys were really fun to have hanging around the room.  He even had a name ready for the monkey had he won it.  The monkey would’ve been called Bewford.

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Focusing back on the task at hand, Juyo continued his sweep of his apartment. A few minutes went by and finally he found all twenty of his shuriken scattered around his bedroom. One shuriken was on the toilet ring, which was questionable as to why it was there until he remembered that he was out of toilet paper and last night he was frustrated for not being able to wipe that he slammed the shuriken into the toilet ring holder. Now that he had his ninja tools of death, Juyo felt secure and started heading out the door. With one foot out the door he hesitated. There was still something he was missing. Checking his jacket pockets, he quickly discovered the missing ingredient. Bean jam cakes. Moving to his pantry, Juyo grabbed his box of bean jam cakes and opened it up to find the box was empty. Angrily tossing it aside, he quickly made a mess of his pantry in a search for another box of bean jam cakes or any that might have snuck their way out of the box when he wasn’t looking. That’s not to say they were alive, but Juyo liked to hope that they had moved on their own will in a pathetic sort of hope that there was still some bean jam cakes left for him to eat. Unfortunately for Juyo, there were no bean jam cakes anywhere in his pantry and eventually he gave up his search.

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Finally leaving his apartment, Juyo set his course for the village market. Hell would have to freeze over, the Raikage would have to wear an old-timey bonnet, the Fifth Shinobi War would have to start and end in one second, and Juyo’s monkey’s name would’ve have to have been Chad before Juyo was about to let himself go on a mission without his bean jam cakes. Meandering through the shops, stalls, and dangerous shoppers rushing by him for all the best deals, Juyo came up to his favorite place to buy bean jam cakes: Mrs. Lovett’s Bean Jam Cakes. Stepping into Mrs. Lovett’s Bean Jam Cakes, Juyo said hello to Mrs. Lovett where she’d only smile back. He was probably her best customer, at least he liked to think that as he came nearly everyday for a box full of a baker’s dozen of bean jam cakes. Juyo didn’t know what she put in her bean jam cakes but whatever it was it always had him screaming and begging for more. Mrs. Lovett didn’t hesitate in bringing out a fresh box of bean jam cakes for Juyo, and he didn’t hesitate to pay her for the goods. Half of Juyo’s mind wanted to scarf down the cakes all at once, but his other half knew it’d be best to eat them slowly over time, one by one. His mouth salivated from the smell of the fresh bean jam cakes as he carried them out of the shop. Mrs. Lovett wished him well and Juyo said thank you and asked to be her husband when he got old enough to marry. She laughed in response just as she always would because Juyo always asked this as he left her store while enraptured by the delicious aroma that was Mrs. Lovett’s Bean Jam Cakes.

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Juyo quickly made his way out of the village and headed up the mountain into the trolls’ territory. Wanting to hide his presence, he ate three of the thirteen bean jam cakes and quickly stuffed the rest into his deep jacket pockets. He hoped the smell wasn’t delicious to them so he didn’t attract too many trolls at once. Trolls were easy to handle one on one, but having two or more at once in a fight would be too much. Juyo wasn’t strong enough yet to be one of those legendary ninja that could take on one hundred shinobi by themselves and still come out the victor. To his delight, only one troll seemed to be attracted to Mrs. Lovett’s cakes. As soon as they made eye contact, Juyo created a ring of mist to wrap around the troll in a ten meter diameter. Three clones of Juyo, all dressed in black clothing, came out of the mountain’s rocks and shrubbery to attack the troll with kunai. The clones and the kunai that they held were fake, but the troll wouldn’t know that and it didn’t. In a snarling roar the troll swung its arms to cleave the three clones in half. This only produced more clones, doubling the number each time the troll swatted them. While it was distracted, Juyo raced up the mountain to get behind and above the troll. While the troll was busy fighting off the fake clones, he summoned up three javelins made of lightning chakra and aimed them for the back of the head where the neck met the skull. Aiming precisely to reach the skull’s weak spot, he fired off all three javelins one after the other. The first would shock and pierce the troll’s flesh and the second and third javelins would puncture even further deep into his head. The troll roared in pain and rage from the javelin hits. Juyo knew the troll would turn around to face him, so he leaped off the mountain to land on the troll, masking his presence from the troll by sending the vast wave of fake clones to clamber up the troll. By now, there were nearly thirty fake clones. So many that they were able to keep the troll to focus his rage on them instead of the real Juyo climbing up his back. Juyo took out his own kunai and made several stabs with it into the open wound until finally he was able to cut down to the cerebellum and cut off the spinal cord. The beast fell down to it’s knees before plummeting to the earth on its face. Juyo leapt off just before the troll’s head hit the ground and landed safely in front of it. He then walked over to the open wound and held two kunai in his hands. He needed to report that he killed the troll, but he also needed to show proof that the deed was indeed done. He clambered back onto the troll’s back and began hacking away at the open wound at the troll’s neck. After a few hours of cutting with just two kunai, Juyo was able to get the head free of the body. Wiping off his hands, Juyo headed back to the village to report his success, carrying the troll’s head triumphantly over his shoulder.

[1617/1500 WC: MISSION COMPLETE!]